Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Popcorn science at the PreK

My son is in PreK now, so I am a regular parent volunteer in his classroom.  Under the heading of "parent participation", I enjoy a morning among preschoolers reading books, singing songs, learning ABCs and letter sounds, reviewing geometric shapes, doing craft projects, putting together puzzles, playing, helping with coats and bookbags, and (of course) snacktime. 

In my efforts to provide them with healthy snacks on the days I am visiting, I bring clementine oranges, baby carrots, and sugar snap peas.  Yesterday, with the approval and encouragement of the teacher, I brought my popcorn air popper and demonstrated this method of preparing popcorn.

I took a survey among the children and none of them (except for my son) had seen a popcorn air popper before.  They thought popcorn came from a microwave bag.  They were very excited to see the popcorn suddenly burst over and funnel into the bowl.  Their giggles and enthusiasm were wonderful!  The preschoolers could barely wait for me to put melted butter and salt on the popcorn.  Their little fingers itched to snitch a handful.  And they clamoured for me to fill their cups a second time. 

The teacher was delighted with their response and said she planned to bring in her air popper to make popcorn for the children this way again.  With a smile, I reminded her that making popcorn falls under the heading of science.  Her eyes lit up.  And now she plans to explain how corn "pops".

Being with children is a joyful experience. They are curious, eager to learn, and true explorers.  Their awe in the world is wonderful and they are examples to us all.

As stated in the Bible, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."  Matthew 18:3

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

the Eye of God

On a day when the snow was melting in the early February sun, my son and I were walking and enjoying the thaw.  We admired the rare blue of the sky and the sunshine on our faces (at least the parts not covered by hats and scarves). 

Glancing up, I saw a group of clouds with a small opening where the sun was bursting through.  I immediately turned to my son, pointed to that part of the sky and said, "Look, the eye of God!" 

I'm not quite sure why I have always considered that phenomenon in the sky His Eye, but I have.  On those rare days that I see it, I feel calm and joyful and protected.  God is watching over us through that heavenly aperture.

He said, "The eye of God?"  "Yes, do you see that hole in the clouds with the sun beaming through?" I responded.  "When Daddy and I got married, we saw the Eye of God in the sky watching us at that very moment,"  I told him.

As soon as he saw it, he gave a joyful greeting "Hello, God!  Hello, sky!"  My son felt a similar friendliness and peace with God's presence. 

Have you ever seen "the Eye of God" in the sky?