In the last week, where have I found consolation?I think this past week, I have found consolation, ironically, in the hustle and bustle of preparing for my daughter's class play. Yes, the play which has me frazzled with costumes and sound worries and fearful of The Stomach Virus of 2006 is also a source of encouragement to me. Rather, the kids and the parents in the class are the source of encouragement.
I believe I have mentioned here before that my daughter is in a Multi-Age program at her school. It is a double class with two teachers and kids in Kindergarten through Third Grade. The curriculum is integrated and the approach developmentally-based. Because brothers and sisters are in class together and because the children are together for several years, a close bond develops within the group as a whole. During this time of The Production, even more time is spent together and I've had a chance to see the Spirit of Community in action. Parents help each other out with costumes or kid care. Children help each other with their lines. The older kids look out for the younger kids. It is a family of sorts and in spite of the recent chaos, I've enjoyed watching some of these sweet kids this week and seeing what great little people they are and I'm grateful that we will have more time--years--to keep getting to know them.
In the last week, what has caused me desolation?
Other than the fact that Boromir died... (The Lord of the Rings trilogy was on Sunday. My heart breaks for Boromir and it just kills me every time I see that movie and watch him die. Have I ever mentioned I'm a LOTR freak?)
Well, other than the LOTR tragedy, what caused me sadness this week is private and I can't share about it here. This is one of the difficulties of blogging for me. I can't bare all. If it were just me and you guys alone in a room, I could share. It isn't anything earth shattering--just the stuff of Life. It will pass. I would rather say there is something going on with me and leave it at that than make up something or pretend.
Also Sleeping with Bread this week:
Sheila at musings of a mommy
t at nonsensical text
Lamont at Uphill idealist
Next week will be a Sleeping with Bread holiday because it will be Christmas Day. Seven days until Christmas... can you believe it?
I did it! Have you?
8 comments:
I remember reading LOTR when I was younger and just feeling so sad when Boromir died...
I'm sorry for your private sadness...hope it gets better soon.
The other two films can never measure up to Fellowship of the Ring for me for precisely that reason - nothing can equal the emotional impact of Boromir's death (and especially his declaration that he would have followed Aragorn as King - sigh).
That's one way in which the film is better than the book - Sean Bean's Boromir is so compelling, whereas in the book I loved Faramir but found Boromir to be equal parts menacing and annoying.
Thanks for the good thoughts...
... and I'm glad to know I'm not the only one so touched, **sniff, sniff**, by Boromir's death. I was really upset and not looking forward to Two Towers, in a way, because Boromir was gone. I was, fickle woman that I am, quite happy with Faramir, however. What a pair of brothers!
The school your girls attend sounds fantastic; wish we had something like that here (for down the line).
Ah, Boromir. A very sad LOTR loss. It's amazing how attached we can get to these 'characters'.
Hope your spirits lift soon.
Believe it or not, I have yet to watch the movies all the way through. I have, however, read the books about 35 times (or more).
I couldn't watch the movies with the dh and older boys because I kept muttering. LOL. I told them if I could watch them once by myself, I would probably learn to enjoy them the second time around, but I have never set aside that 12 hour block of time.
I am praying for you with regards to the secret sorrow. Hugs.
-t
I console myself by plunging into my daughters' activities, too. That multi-age class sounds like a good place for learning.
I loved the movie Boromir, too.
I had a secret non-bloggable situation in October, and I had no clue how to handle it - I wrote that I was having problems, but then I just left it mystifyingly unresolved.
My kids go to a tiny school, too. There are under 15 kids in my daughter's grade!
Both my kids have been in multi-age classrooms. My daughter all her elementary career and my son up until this year (4th grade). Enjoy the diversity- I did!
Tara
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