娘親一貫死板板,跟小鬼填顏色,紅色消防車,黃太陽,綠的樹,藍的天,白的雲......小鬼說想把蘋果塗上藍色,娘親揚揚眉,跟小鬼說只見過紅蘋果、青蘋果,有些紅紅黃黃的,藍色蘋果?
娘親想起這個:
The Child has a hundred languages,
a hundred hands,
a hundred thoughts,
a hundred ways of thinking, of playing, of speaking...
A hundred joys for singing and understanding,

a hundred worlds
to discover,
to invent,
a hundred worlds to dream...
The school and culture separate the head from the body.
They tell the child:
to think without hands
to do without head
to listen and not to speak
to understand without joy...
於是,娘親對小鬼說藍色蘋果好盞鬼啊!小鬼見娘親稱讚他的意見,即時拿起藍色筆往大蘋果塗呀塗塗呀塗......
別人送上祝福,祝願孩子聽教聽話,娘親貪心,希望小鬼不要人云亦云......
They tell the child:
to discover the world already there
and of the hundred
they steal ninty-nine.
They tell the child:
that work and play
reality and fantasy
science and imagination
sky and earth
reason and dream
are things they do not belong together.
And, thus they tell the child
that the hundred is not there.
The child says:
No way. The hundred is there.
小鬼駁嘴駁舌駁得有理,娘親真真不介意。