This is long time St. John’s parishioner, Cora Paulson on her 87th birthday with Jessie Paulson, a student at St. John’s. Happy birthday to you, Cora!
And then, there’s the “featured story” of this week’s Lunch Room Happenings!
The busy schedule of mid to late May at St. John’s is always filled with practices for the spring program and the first graders’ Snow White & the 7 Dwarfs and kindergartners ready to graduate. (Stay tuned for the beautiful video Mrs. Tessier created to mark this event–with graduation robes and all!) Winding up the year is no small affair and, as usual, one of the places where holiness shows itself is a place as unremarkable as a lunch room. But it has happened again.
Only in a Catholic school does a child look you in the eye, amid the hustle and bustle and noise and ask you to pray for her.
“Mrs. S, will you pray for me?” The look on her face is sincere and serious. This is no small matter, whatever it is. “Of course, I will,” I say. “What’s the matter?”
“I have two parts in the spring program, and I hope I do a good job.”
3rd grade. Asking me to ask God for help to be successful in her performance that’ll take place in front of a church full of on lookers.
Maybe they all are praying for help, but This One expressed her need as easily as if she were asking for licorice from my stash.
It was the depth in her eyes and the transparency of her soul that reached me at that place within that makes me want to fall on my knees in gratitude and humility: on any given day I am privy to such naked, sacred moments. And my gratitude is increased by knowing their parents and teachers are privy to these wonders much more often than I am. In fact I often see the same transparency in their teachers’ eyes. The difference is they’re so busy with their charges they don’t have time to record the multiple stories that happen every day. And the kids could probably do the same about their teachers.
But this event happened at the end of lunch, so instead of falling on my knees in wordless gratitude, Kate and her 3rd grade friends begged to help me wash the tables and clean up the lunch room. And so their chatter and laughter filled the air and mirrored the sunshine pouring in the windows: God’s great joy, I’m sure, at hearing his creations fill the air with mirth. “I witness these events every day,” I thought, somewhat awe struck again by my good fortune. And I pray for Kate and all her classmates and all of St. John’s school where “lunch room life” is but a smidgen of what goes on daily.
And incidentally? Here’s a look at a happy ukulele player whose performance was outstanding!
And here are the third grade girls singing a song of welcome they recently learned at St. Scholastica. Thank you, Mrs. Jones, for providing us with this sweet video of them!