“Golden light is turning gray,
Mist begins to rule the day,
Bare the trees their branches lift,
Clouds of dead leaves earthward drift.
Deep below, deep below
New life will spring.”
~Elijah’s illustration for the story of Saint Martin~
“Through the fields the beggar goes,
Weary feet and tattered clothes,
Trust that God will keep him warm,
Shelter him from cold and harm.
Deep below, deep below,
New life will spring.”
~ the opening song to “Saint Martin’s Play“
Adapted from the legend of St. Martin by William Ward
This past Sunday, the children were in their first play; one angel, one soldier and one St. Martin himself.
I honestly felt that it was really spectacularly beautiful (even if the Littlest Angel, ahem Galen
, did get bored halfway through, take off his sash and pretend to go fishing with it down from heaven).
We got the script for this particular version from a teacher at a local Waldorf school and I’m so glad we did. It was really just lovely, full of poetry and music.
We have two 2nd
grade boys in our little group, so they played the role of Martin concurrently. We have two fourth graders at the moment as well and my hope is that our next performance will be related to the subjects they are studying. There has already been mention of a play geared toward our third grader this spring. I’ve been thinking about how great it would be if we as the parents could come together to put on a small fairytale (perhaps with puppets or marionettes?) for our kindergarten and preschool set.
Can you tell that I’ve been missing the theater days of my youth?
We were blessed with warm weather, which allowed us to stage the performance outside. I don’t think that this stone circle could have been more perfect for the show. And the fact that we were nearing dusk just made it all the more enchanting.
was well received
by our little audience of family and friends. And after we enjoyed a potluck dinner while waiting for the darkness to arrive in earnest.
Then we went out for our lantern walk, followed by spiced cider.
It certainly could have been worse, but during the walk, we didn’t exactly manage to foster the reverent atmosphere that we were hoping for. We had some set backs in the beginning with lanterns falling apart (not the ones that we just made). And I think that a big part of the issue was that we never really talked about it in advance and didn’t actually have someone set up to lead the walk.
live and learn.
We still got out there and we took our walk and sang our songs.
The three of us founding mothers all agreed, managing to pull off the play in such a short period of time was a mightily impressive task, there was no shame in not having the perfect walk too and there’s always next year.