This morning,I found myself in a very small room with balloons flying,popcorn scattering and kids yelling;everywhere. Believe it or not we were celebrating Thanksgiving. I told them the story of the first day on this continent that a day,or several days,were set aside for thanks.
We went through the reasons that those people came here and what they suffered in so doing. When we got to the part about their first winter,I gave them their snack;five pieces of corn each. I thought it was a wonderful idea,but they weren’t so impressed. They were starting to get the idea that the Pilgrims didn’t have it so good. They were pretty thankful when I gave them popcorn instead.
Then for fun and games. I didn’t think that wrestling and shooting bows and arrows where such encouraging activities. So,we had mazes,balloons,straws and paper airplanes. They had a blast breaking out of the norm,blowing straw papers,having balloon contests,folding airplanes and generally being chaotic.
Different,yes,but I thought it was fun. Someone even said that it was the best! When I step out of that little room when it’s all over people ask me how it went. I just smile and reply that it was good. All the while thinking,’You have no idea!’