As Valentine's Day approached, I suddenly realized I had to do something for my boyfriend. Anything was better than the cookie gram I sent him through the school, but in all seriousness, I needed something that showed I took the time and I really liked him. At a loss, I searched on my favorite art site and noticed someone making origami paper stars. After looking at how adorable they were, and how people literally squealed in delight at something so small, I decided that was going to be my gift. A challenge: Make 1000 stars for good luck.
Let me just say, he received the stars. He loved them (and by that, I mean he stared at them for about an hour or so), and the good luck stayed with the both of us. But the joy on his face when he stared at the stars made me smile. I wanted to make more. So many more.
Time passed, and I cannot tell you how many people were stunned I was able to make such tiny little things. I showed them how, even though I suck at explaining how to do it myself, and even started using the stars for practical things like beads. They were so neat, and you could really do a lot of things with them.
Present day, I have a new goal in mind. I want to make a million. Then maybe sell the stars in jars and give the proceeds to charity. I haven't really figured out what to do with the stars yet, to be honest.
But back to the joy. I love these things. Not only are they pretty, but it's so much fun to watch someone stare at you while you're folding one. Their reactions are priceless, and it's so fulfilling when you successfully help them make a cute little star.
I love paper stars. *folds one as she posts*
