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The Dessert by Henri Matisse The Blue Window by Henri Matisse The Table by Sandra Oost

He was a beautiful man standing in the shadow. A heavy scarlet robe wrapped around his thin frail body. His long and lovely face was downcast and a crazy mesh of thorns was twisted around his head. I sat quietly in the school sanctuary, not comprehending what was going on. Today, for the first time, we the kindergarten 2 class had the opportunity to go to the sanctuary. Although I do not vividly recall seeing a picture of Jesus, the aforementioned image of Him filled my mind as a child. Seeing Him gave me a strange sense of assurance that this Man understood the petty turmoil of my childish heart, and the graver concerns of growing up in a household whose values are mostly contrary to His own. This was my first encounter with Jesus Christ, in a kindergarten for which I will always be grateful - Canossian Convent Kindergarten at Jalan Merbok The presence of Jesus continued with me until I went to primary school. As my school performance was miserable, my mother thought I ought t...