Talent Show
Sunday, February 22, 2009
After church everyone gathered around the living room with munchies.
“You guys should stop eating junk,” said Carrie, chomping into a Dilly bar.
The discussion somehow managed to gather around a rather semi-amusing topic of which English kid had kissed which Snicketts kid, and vise versa, when they had all been tots growing up together.
“I remember,” said Rose to Carrie. “You kissed Bing.”
“I did not!” Carrie protested.
“Yeah. It was after choir.”
“That is ridiculous. You were never at choir when we were. So how would you know?”
“I remember that too,” said Francis.
“You were just a star in the sky,” said Joe.
“Yeah, you kissed Bing and Annamaria kissed Joe, and then Tor kissed me,” said Rose. “We thought we were all pretty cool…”
“First of all,” said Carrie, “we weren’t allowed to say ‘cool.’”
“Wait, Bing kissed you,” said Collette. “I remember. Because you pushed him down the hill.”
Then the conversation shifted to how one of the girls in Francis’ youth group thought that the Nazis strapped bombs to bats with wings.
For part of the afternoon, Puck amused himself, as he had on Saturday as well, by carrying around an enormous red plastic heart, which Mom had hung on the front porch for Valentine’s Day.
“Hebby bawoon (heavy balloon)!” he cried.
Then he watched animal clips with Carrie and Linnea.
Soon, it was time to leave for the youth talent show. The food was surprisingly good. Super Smoker’s BBQ pork, hot rolls, good mashed potatoes, and then custard for dessert.
The list of talents was less that year. It included several musical productions, clogging from Sunrise, and the usual ridiculous production of Judah as the puppet, featuring Ben-Hur’s “Pastor Sinai Rap”.
And Joe provided his own portion of entertainment by doodling cartoons on his program, including a version of Rose as a steam-rolled snail.
The silent auction ended with several prizes, including a basket of assorted teas and coffees for Rose, a much-coveted basket of movie candies and popcorn for Linnea to share with her little church friends (after haggling with John Smith, Hansel Plum, and Goofy Nickels back and forth for almost the entire evening). And Rose and Collette shared a deep blue afghan crocheted by Megan Salthouse, which was very warm and comfy.
“You guys should stop eating junk,” said Carrie, chomping into a Dilly bar.
The discussion somehow managed to gather around a rather semi-amusing topic of which English kid had kissed which Snicketts kid, and vise versa, when they had all been tots growing up together.
“I remember,” said Rose to Carrie. “You kissed Bing.”
“I did not!” Carrie protested.
“Yeah. It was after choir.”
“That is ridiculous. You were never at choir when we were. So how would you know?”
“I remember that too,” said Francis.
“You were just a star in the sky,” said Joe.
“Yeah, you kissed Bing and Annamaria kissed Joe, and then Tor kissed me,” said Rose. “We thought we were all pretty cool…”
“First of all,” said Carrie, “we weren’t allowed to say ‘cool.’”
“Wait, Bing kissed you,” said Collette. “I remember. Because you pushed him down the hill.”
Then the conversation shifted to how one of the girls in Francis’ youth group thought that the Nazis strapped bombs to bats with wings.
For part of the afternoon, Puck amused himself, as he had on Saturday as well, by carrying around an enormous red plastic heart, which Mom had hung on the front porch for Valentine’s Day.
“Hebby bawoon (heavy balloon)!” he cried.
Then he watched animal clips with Carrie and Linnea.
Soon, it was time to leave for the youth talent show. The food was surprisingly good. Super Smoker’s BBQ pork, hot rolls, good mashed potatoes, and then custard for dessert.
The list of talents was less that year. It included several musical productions, clogging from Sunrise, and the usual ridiculous production of Judah as the puppet, featuring Ben-Hur’s “Pastor Sinai Rap”.
And Joe provided his own portion of entertainment by doodling cartoons on his program, including a version of Rose as a steam-rolled snail.
The silent auction ended with several prizes, including a basket of assorted teas and coffees for Rose, a much-coveted basket of movie candies and popcorn for Linnea to share with her little church friends (after haggling with John Smith, Hansel Plum, and Goofy Nickels back and forth for almost the entire evening). And Rose and Collette shared a deep blue afghan crocheted by Megan Salthouse, which was very warm and comfy.