I think my first Sabbath here is when I became
an adult. I got to sleep in until 7am on Sabbath morning and after Sabbath
school, church and lunch was finished, I took a nap. That’s something my
parents use to do on Sabbaths when I was younger and something I always thought
adults did every Sabbath afternoon. (Either that or a Sabbath walk) And you
know what, I enjoyed every minute of that nap. I’ve accepted the part of
adulthood where sleep means everything.
Sabbath evening, I came downstairs for supper and realized that my mom had been
trying to prepare me for that moment for so many years. We had popcorn for
supper and we will have popcorn for supper every Sabbath night. Popcorn’s not
bad, don’t get me wrong, but I’ve never liked eating it that much just because
it doesn’t have that great a taste and it always gets stuck in your teeth.
Well, we had popcorn and they must have put magic in their popcorn or I was
just really hungry and willing to eat anything because I ate a whole bowl of
that stuff. Ok, maybe not a bad Sabbath supper tradition after all.
Then all 76 children stayed in the cafeteria room and watched the movie God’s
Not Dead. It looked like a pretty good movie but I wasn’t paying too much
attention because the kids sitting around me kept on asking how old I was. I
tried to say “Tengo noventa-nueve años”, meaning, I’m 99 years old but once I
get past forty with counting in Spanish, I’m a little lost so instead I said
“Tengo noventa nieve años” and that’s how I told all the children that I am 90
snow years old. That made them all giggle.
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