How to Grow

So, I was rummaging through this old music cabinet we had stashed away in another room, and I found a stack of things my mother had given me a few years ago. She had cleaned out her own place to keep things you don't know what to do with, and she gave my sisters and I our related stack of stuff. In my collection, there is an 8 x 10 of each of my school pictures. For a dollar, I'll show you the worst one. There is a frameable birth certificate with my baby foot prints on the back, my baptismal certificate from when I was 9, a picture I had drawn of my father when I was in kindergarten, and various other things.

Also in this stack is a book I made when I was in first or second grade on How to Grow. Each of these nuggets of wisdom is still taught in school today, although our obesity rate continues to rise, and the details of what is taught have changed a little. The definition of "good food" has advanced somewhat, and we give kids treadmills now, if only they would use them.

Hands are so difficult to draw, aren't they?
Apparently so is everything else. Look and see for yourself.

Get lots of sleep. I am hoping the blue blobs are slippers. I remember being afraid of what might be living under my bed because the house we lived in had centipedes.

Eat good food. There really is a D on the end of the word,
but it got cut off in my crafty stapled binding.

Keep clean, and put ducks in the tub.

Exercise. This one intrigues me, my choosing swimming as the exercise to depict. I didn't learn to swim until I was 14, so I must have been imagining what swimming looks like. At least I was thoughtful enough to give the girl webhands, or is that a cactus she's using as an oar?