Spring Fever?
The sun is shining. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming – and so are idiots. It must be spring.
I went to Sidewalk Sunday School this morning. Twenty-six kids showed up. We had a Bible lesson, then got ready to play a game. The plan for the day was Tug-a-War. The kids were divided evenly by age and size and they tugged and pulled. I watched.
The kids divided again, boys-against-girls. There were about the same amount of kids on each side of the rope, however, the boys had three 13 year olds. The eldest girls — two of them — were 10. I decided to play. Jane, another adult, joined the girls as well. At that point Brandon, a 22 year old muscly male, joined the boys.
On your mark, get set — splat. Apparently my left knee wasn’t informed that it needed to participate. I made a spectacular dive into the dirt. The girls, concerned for my welfare, immediately let go of the rope, dropping the boys onto their backs like dominoes.
Moncey, a mighty six year-old ran over and heroically tried to lift me to my feet. It might have worked 😉 had she not been standing on my hand. The teenage boys ran over to pick me up and apologize. Brandon hid.
Then we all danced the Macarena, indulged in Burger King double cheese burgers, and departed for home. The kids hopping and skipping and singing. Me limping — again. My knees are too old for this, but my spirit still wants to play!
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It is terrible when the body does not cooperate with our minds. Sounds like fun, though. Go read.
Spring Fever? Is that a question?
If so, here’s and Answer for New York: Not yet, cupcake. Not yet.
Awww I’m sorry about your knee. I hope you don’t have to limp to school on Monday, your ‘mini-adult’ (I forgot her name) will be worried. I hope it gets better soon.
YEA!! on the 26 kids at Sidewalk SS today!
Nessa — reading would have been a good idea, but I keep my promises, so I went and took Joan grocery shopping. I should have stayed in the car, but of course didn’t. Soon I will take an Aleve and limp down the hall to my bed.
Al — I was questioning my mental health, not the weather.
Donna — I don’t have to limp to school on Monday. It is a holiday. I will limp to school on Tuesday. I have a doctor’s appoinment on the first. He wans o talk abou the results of my physical. I want to talk about my knee. I’m thinking MRI. I have dang good insurance. I might as well use it.
bad knee? i know about these 🙁
but you have a way with telling these little gems
I feel your pain Quilly. My head still remembers how to play tennis, but my body is several beats behind its directions. My thighs still applaud my efforts however. Spring…what’s that?
Although it’s far from spring where I live…like two more months…. I know how you feel. I went cross country skiing today and stretched a muscle that’s not meant to be stretched. I’m going tomorrow to see if I can do any more damage. We can’t let these things stop us from playing.
Mike
Even if you fell down at least you have Spring. I would like Spring. I would like it to warm up. I am tired of cold.
Polona — it’s laugh, or cry. Crying serves no purpose. Laughter heals.
Kat — my knee just screamed in agony at the thought of tennis. You go, girl. I’ll say home.
Mike — I do believe we are kindred idiots.
Dr. John — the weather is lovely. My nose got a bit pink today.
Quilly, shouldn’t this be known as Sidewalk Saturday School? What’s UP with that? I’ve come to the conclusion (at almost 50 years old) that there really truly ARE some things that we “young at hearts” should NOT do… summersaults is one. Tug o’ War is the other one! However, climbing statues is still fair game! 😉
Now… I was depressed coming IN here because I left MY blog noticing that my weather SAYS it’s 36 degrees out (which I’m NOT buying), and entered YOUR blog where it’s a balmy 70! Las Vegas is lookin’ pretty darned good right now!
Melli – you are as bad as the kids. They call it Saturday Sidewalk Sunday. I call it church.
“The girls, concerned for my welfare, immediately let go of the rope, dropping the boys onto their backs like dominoes.” Ha. Compassion trumps brute force. The Lord works in humorous ways. Thanks for giving me my Sunday School reading this morning.
“It’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt – then it’s a sport.”
Sports are for gym class. Games are for sidewalks. Church can be any where people gather. But sports in church??? I don’t know… 😛
Rest up and get well quickly Quilly.
Quilly, get thyself to the doctor – you’ve had this knee problem too long! One day it’s going to give out on you and you’re going to end up with more problems when you go down! You hear me?!
Hey wait a second… Spring fever and “weak knees”? Do I see a hidden theme?
Joe — you’re welcome
Morgan — I think a church on a Sidewalk can include kids games — the operaive word being, kids.
Jackie — my appointment is March 1st.
Morgan — not intentionally.
Hope the knee is feeling better today, I myself got to slow down, and the body slows down so must the owner. Burger King Double Burgers after the match, the cholesterol.
A Blessed Sunday is wished for you
Bill — I did not eat a burger. We fed them to the children.
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