The first patient drew Jesus as a tall, slender
man with three smiling heads, one eye in the
center of each. Another sketched him as a stick
figure wearing a yellow hat. The teenage girl
from Alabama drew a white vulture with a halo
above its head. At the table by the window the
Hungarian immigrant whose language no one
understood drew a face with a scar running
down his cheek, a ragged red beard, and the
kind of wild eyes that frighten children. The
old woman who has lived half-a-centuary in
the asylum painted a picture of a dozen orange
boxes and asked me to guess which one Jesus
was hiding in. I pointed to the box with the
bulge in the middle. The Hungarian started
laughing. Then they all joined in.
-David Shumate, from Gulf Coast
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