Patience Pays Off
Sunday, I took Gabriel to his religious school class. Like Robert I was early. Gabriel climbed the rails as we waited for a way in.

I came across the same caustic teacher. "You can’t leave him we are only here early to set up."
I smiled a practiced oblivious smile and said "Of, course."
She disappeared off around the corner. I followed Gabriel through the maze of the Synagogue looking for his class. He couldn’t remember where it was. So we wondered down the halls. We were a half-hour early so I didn’t worry. We eventually came across some other teachers who directed us to the Kindergarten area. It was deserted. I turned on the light and suggested we take the chairs down. We did this. No one showed up.
The caustic teacher from the door stuck her head in from the classroom next door. "You might as well come in here." It was her classroom next door. She was in a pleasant mood and talking to her room assistant. She was talking about their plan for the lesson and how she hoped the VCR and TV would work. It wasn’t working. I casually glanced at the back.
"The VCR is not hooked to the TV."
She looked at me puzzled.
"I can do it." I said with a smile. She backed away. "Do you want me to try and hook it up?"
She nodded.
I hooked the cables between the TV and the VCR together. The show came on with a roaring thunder. Kids had suddenly appeared from nowhere. Tons of parents dropping off their kids. Gabriel’s teacher had not arrived yet. I looked back at the caustic teacher. "Do I leave now? I come back at 11:00 right?"
She wrung her hands "If you want to meet us in the Sanctuary that will be at 11:25?"
I smiled and thought 11:00 it is. I hugged Gabriel and told him I see him in about two hours. He told me to go meet new friends.
Off I went, I had a mission Robert on his recon missions had come back with reports of a ceramic painting place by the Noah Bagels. That was my goal. I followed the directions to Noah’s and found the place it was called Paint Pots. It opened at 10:00. So I started at Noah’s where I bought a half dozen super onion bagels for Robert, two sugar cookies, a box of taxi cookies and one toasted sun-dried tomato with cream cheese to eat there.
I still finished a half-hour before the shop I wanted opened so I walked the center and returned to my car where I read the novel I just started.
At precisely 10:00 the owner arrived and I walked in. I listened to her directions and grabbed the biggest flattest surface I could find. It was a large platter. I sat down and started to draw. It started out Esher-ish then became more Salvador Dali like. I didn’t finish coloring it so I told the owner I would be back next week. Just sitting there with nothing to do but paint or draw whatever I felt like was heaven. I even waited till 11:10 to leave the shop and head back to the Synagogue. I still made it before they went to the Sanctuary.
--Mom
Comments
There is nothing like time to yourself to do something creative. That sounds like fun.
Posted by: Jodi | October 16, 2007 06:18 AM