When I posted the story of Easter Island yesterday, I tried to imagine the thoughts of the worker whose job it was to cut down the last remaining tree on the island. What could have been going on in his mind??? I strained for a bit and a few words came, but mostly I was blank. The monologue eluded me...
Then, as if heaven sent, came Thomas's post. "Yes," I thought as I read, "He's captured the monologue perfectly!" It's as if he pulled that Easter Islander from halfway across the world and 100's of years away, and put him right into my office. I urge you all to read his post carefully, it's the perfect follow on to the Easter Island story. The Easter Island story as told from the point of view of an Islander. K.
