Ever been shopping and if not yours but another parent’s kid gets cranky and screams? I always put it done to a very tired kid who has just had enough of shopping. What do you think and have you ever been the parent with the cranky kid? I have had a little taste of this and more of trying to catch up with the ‘100 metre dash’ through the store aisles..
Quicken, quick, turn,
One two step,
Twirl and stop,
Clap clap, jump,
Again I hear there is starvation,
The children are going without food,
The arid land is yielding nothing,
As the heavens haven’t pour out the rain.
Same old problems,
Where are the engineers?
Where are the rich with private jets?
We don’t want their help for free,
Unless they are with good hearts,
And giving and forward looking,
To progress their motherland
And turn arid to fertile.
The volunteers were giving their time to help take the children on the mountain walk. They had to Qualified Scouts, First Aid Officers and Leader/Mentors. All the children were new to this and their parents had brought them to The Lodge at 09.00 as programme so the Introductory talk and practices could be done.
The children were rowdy and not listening, their parents sat in the chairs lined against the wall. Their look said it all, they were shocked at the behaviour of their children.
The only thing that stopped the children was the sudden announcement, “The Mountain Walk is cancelled because it isn’t safe to take you children up without preparation and the hour study time is up.”
“Don’t disagree with me Charlotte because I have been baking longer than you!” Jessie said.
“Well it’s all about following the recipe,” replied Charlotte.
“Isn’t this the same recipe Nan wrote down and has been the family favourite Cake every Sunday,” hmmm went Jessie.
“Girls how are the cakes coming on,” their Mum’s voice came through loud and clear.
It was their Nan’s birthday, Charlotte and Jessie both wanted to show her they could carry on the tradition she started.
Nan walked in and the biggest smile spread all over her face and she disappeared in the arms of her very tall grand daughters.
I am running around,
My eyes are looking up at the sky,
So many stars looking down at me,
We play a game called Twinkle Twinkle,
The stars eyes’ open and shut,
They appear to say Twinkle, Twinkle,
I open and shut my eyes to say Twinkle, Twinkle ,
Now there are so so many stars in the African sky,
Going Twinkle, Twinkle,
I can’t keep up with them,
I keep looking up,
I didn’t hear my Grandma call out,
“Look where you are going”
Bump went I into the tree,
These twinkles are coming from nowhere,
There’s more to the African sky than meets the eye.