A young lady at the ripe age of 22 months sat at a table, in front of her mat, with an absorbed concentration that was wonderful to share. I watched as she put her scissors down, looked around, got up and walked over to the shelf and helped herself to an orange strip of paper. Moving back to the table she centred her strip over her container and oh so carefully and meticulously cut her strip into tiny snips. She glanced up, saw me looking, smiled and went back to her task. Montessori at it’s finest.