Thursday, December 20, 2007
The Littlest Angel
Boo's teachers are well-known for their love of art. During November, his class collectively painted a totem pole. Well, it was kind of a modern totem pole. Deconstructivist, really. Passing by the room, you might not have recognized those four stacked cardboard boxes for what they were. But once a curator explained the primitive piece, it was unmistakably a totem pole.
Against this backdrop, Boo announced this week that his class had a major role in Chapel. The children were going to be angels, Mrs. M. was going to be Mary, and there was going to be a Real Baby Jesus. Boo was tickled at the beatific role he was expected to play.
Boo: I'm going to be an angel, and I'm going to have a silver silo, because all angels have silos. We made the silos at school.
In any place Boo would call heaven, there are going to be silos. Or was a more likely explanation that the children were portraying special angels--the angels of mangers and barn animals and shepherds and sheep? Surely they would have silos, too. And if anyone could make silos, it would be the children in Mrs. M's class. Maybe they were like the totem pole, only rounder and painted silver. The whole silo business was a bit of a mystery, but then, there's no shortage of mystery when it comes to the virgin birth.
As Chapel began this morning, Boo's class filed quietly into the sanctuary, each 3- and 4-year old wearing a shiny tinsel halo. One little girl's halo slipped awkwardly over her eye, causing her to look for all the world like the littlest angel in the story, the one who couldn't keep her halo on straight. The service was heart-breakingly sweet, and the kids performed like pros. Except when Boo, in a burst of spontaneity, announced that there were THREE DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS. And for good measure, in case anyone missed it the first time, he informed us all over again. (Never mind that it is actually five days until Christmas--that is a superfluous detail.)
After the service concluded, proud parents rushed forward to give their kids a squeeze. When I reached him, Boo was beaming with excitement. He pointed to his head.
"Mommy, do you like my silo?!"
Against this backdrop, Boo announced this week that his class had a major role in Chapel. The children were going to be angels, Mrs. M. was going to be Mary, and there was going to be a Real Baby Jesus. Boo was tickled at the beatific role he was expected to play.
Boo: I'm going to be an angel, and I'm going to have a silver silo, because all angels have silos. We made the silos at school.
In any place Boo would call heaven, there are going to be silos. Or was a more likely explanation that the children were portraying special angels--the angels of mangers and barn animals and shepherds and sheep? Surely they would have silos, too. And if anyone could make silos, it would be the children in Mrs. M's class. Maybe they were like the totem pole, only rounder and painted silver. The whole silo business was a bit of a mystery, but then, there's no shortage of mystery when it comes to the virgin birth.
As Chapel began this morning, Boo's class filed quietly into the sanctuary, each 3- and 4-year old wearing a shiny tinsel halo. One little girl's halo slipped awkwardly over her eye, causing her to look for all the world like the littlest angel in the story, the one who couldn't keep her halo on straight. The service was heart-breakingly sweet, and the kids performed like pros. Except when Boo, in a burst of spontaneity, announced that there were THREE DAYS UNTIL CHRISTMAS. And for good measure, in case anyone missed it the first time, he informed us all over again. (Never mind that it is actually five days until Christmas--that is a superfluous detail.)
After the service concluded, proud parents rushed forward to give their kids a squeeze. When I reached him, Boo was beaming with excitement. He pointed to his head.
"Mommy, do you like my silo?!"
2 Comments:
Each of your boys sometimes has a silo, except when they are showing a pair of little corns. ;-)
Of course Boo would wear a silver silo! He's definitely an angel of the manger.
And my sweetheart made a punny! :-)
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