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	<title>Dancing Hands and Creative Souls &#187; doing art with the elderly</title>
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		<title>Still A Cook at Heart</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sandra was an hour early for supper. She sat motionless at the table by herself. I quietly sat down beside her with a box of crayons and a piece of paper. “Let’s draw something, “ I said. &#8220;I don’t draw,&#8221; she retorted. I explained that we could do something together. “What are some things you [...]]]></description>
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<p>Sandra was an hour early for supper.  </p>
<p>She sat motionless at the table by herself.  I quietly sat down beside her with a box of crayons and a piece of paper.  </p>
<p>“Let’s draw something, “ I said.<br />
 &#8220;I don’t draw,&#8221; she retorted.  I explained that we could do something together.<br />
 “What are some things you liked to do when you were younger?” I asked.<br />
“ All I did was take care of children and cook,” she replied.  </p>
<p>I picked up a black crayon and drew an iron skillet.  I handed the paper to Sandra and asked her to put something in the pan.  She decided on eggs.  She drew them.  I added some other details and she colored the picture.  As we did, we talked about her life and a lot about cooking.  When she was finished, she wanted to hang it on her wall.</p>
<p>A week later, her roommate (who normally stays secluded in her room) came to the activity room and wanted a “skillet” picture too.   “I want sausage gravy in mine,” she said.  Hence….another skillet picture&#8230;</p>
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