the puppetmaker a tale by the students of lma
There was this very old puppetmaker. He lived in a room behind his shop.
One day, it was fatal.
One decided just to quit and go away.
The others stayed inside, in silence. They looked to the floor, there was a tiny hole.
It grew. to the size of a swimming pool.
The pool was full of little ducks.
God! I love ducks!
But why, oh, why do I love ducks? Who can answer this question?
Little people know everything.
the end
illustrated by ligia fernandes Riga, Latvia, 2017