Usually on a day like that I get lots of happy little drawings.
But not last week.
Almost all of their free-choice drawings were dark.
Some were threatening.
Scary narratives from inside the heads of 12-year-olds.
Even this picture of a kid's watch gives me the creeps: the time is set for the exact moment of the new year.
I was a bit shocked.
This one blew me away:
From what well of melancholy did this all come? I asked them the next day. They shrugged and smiled, seemingly pleased by what an impression they'd made.
"Oh, it's just the post-holiday blues" one of them said.