A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara
The day we planned to go caroling was predicted to be a stormy day. This is Texas – no one can accurately predict the weather. It did storm for about 30 minutes in the middle of the afternoon but by the time we gathered to start walking the neighborhood, the skies were clear.
We divided into two groups and began caroling. My group finished our houses first and went to join the other group thinking they were almost to the end of their route as well.
They were not. In fact, they were less than halfway through their list of houses. We combined groups and continued caroling.
After an hour, most of the group was ready to return. We had told the students we would be gone for about an hour. When I mentioned this to Mr. Kipp, who was leading the second group, he said “but there are still more people expecting us.”
I explained that we had only allotted an hour and his response was “You knew how many houses there were.” And he was right. I had misjudged the amount of time it would take.
Those who were ready to be finished went back to the school with another teacher. I kept going with Mr. Kipp and those who were willing to continue. I must confess, I was ready to be done, too. As we kept walking we were greeted with smiles and “thank yous”. Some people even joined in singing with us.
We finished and went back to the school for hot chocolate. As I reflected on the experience, I wondered how many of those people would have sung “Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer” if there weren’t a group of schoolchildren in their front yard singing.
I believe we brightened the Holidays for those people. Well done, students, well done!
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