Last night I had the opportunity to sub for a Second Grade teacher for a few minutes. I had to practice music with the kids anyway, so Susan asked that I finish with an Easter picture book. They're learning the song, "Everyday God" for their First Communion liturgy next weekend, and we created hand motions to go with the lyrics. It brings tears to my eyes to hear it in their second-grade voices. You may wish to listen to the song:
So I asked the kids, "What are some other stories that we know about Easter?"
A couple of them raised their hands. There was some discussion about the Easter Bunny and Easter Eggs and Spring. Then Vivian raised her hand.
Let me tell you a little something about Vivian. Vivian is vivacious and active, tall for her age, and maybe a little distracted. Or possibly a lot. Her mom (who agreed to let me write this post using Vivian's real name) shared with us that they've figured out that the best way to keep Vivian engaged and in her seat (or in the room) is through a rewards system of giving her a little toy or gadget or activity when she does what you ask. Thank God for moms like her. I guess it works like a charm.
So, I asked, "Vivian, what other Easter story do you know?"
Her eyes lit up. "Oh, it's that story about the women. And they came to the tomb and it was empty, and they went to the disciples and told them, and the disciples didn't believe them." Then there were those other two disciples and Jesus was walking with them, and they didn't recognize Jesus. Then he went to their house and when he broke the bread they knew who he was." (Luke 24. Adults, please feel free to take note.)
It was the last thing I expected to hear and see. She was so intent on the story--every detail--and so excited! The other kids were mesmerized, as was I. And, worth more than everything else that happened last night, before she left, Vivian caught me in the hallway with a big hug and a smile!
And, one more thing about yesterday, being Wednesday. Well, more than one. I mentioned that I get to play the Bowls next week. Instead of giving me a key to the closet on campus where the Bowls are kept, Ted allowed me to bring them home!!! As I walked toward my car with them, I thought to myself, I haven't felt this way since Fourth Grade, when I got to bring our classroom parakeets home over Thanksgiving Break!
True or not, I practiced with one this morning for Jack, and I began to catch on. The trick is to connect with the Bowl. Well, I can't describe it. So here: