After several days, the rose petal beads have enough firmness to hold their shape while I made holes in them. I strung them on straight pins or knitting needles, per the instructions. I tried to fix their shapes, but they crumbed apart, so I gave that up.
They may not end up being attractive enough to wear, but I think they could be strung together to make a sort of sachet necklace for closets. We’ll see.
I spent much of yesterday coming up with clever ways to convey physics to little children.
In some ways, I think, little children have an advantage over adults in learning concepts in physics. They are not so wedded to one version of reality as we are.
Then I went and set up an alluring table at the conference center for today, and then came the youth choir. It was excellent. We had 15 kids, and they were very cooperative once we actually got them herded up. They wouldn’t go into the choir room or even sit in the choir loft. They were wandering around giggling, boys and girls. Eventually I asked one of the moms to help me get all the kids into the same general area. I think I needed Dexter. They stood in a group in the sanctuary, roughly where we take communion, and we did vocalises and began learning a couple of songs.
Next was the Bible study. We have to sign a covenant agreement. We agree not only to pray for one another and not to tell any secrets we hear in the group and stuff like that, but also to do a bunch of other more difficult things. We are to prayerfully care for the earth and for our bodies. We are to heed the promptings of the Holy Spirit to serve our neighbors and not to sin. One of the statements is “When I am aware of injustice to others I will not remain silent.” I had to think twice about signing that paper — it just seemed like a lot to promise, especially during such a busy time. Imagine if other classes were like that.
“Yes,” I might say to the participants in my class tomorrow, “you may come and study physics, but only if you agree to care for the earth for the rest of the summer. You also have to care for your body prayerfully. Still want to learn about Bose-Einstein condensates?”
Then came handbells, where I confidently swung my middle C bell at the right times, and it often rang when I did so, and then choir, where I have a solo and a trio coming up. (Chanthaboune? We’re doing “Precious Lord, Take My Hand” this Sunday and will expect you to take the soprano.)
Today I have a conference. I am to be there at 7:00 a.m. and stay until 6:30 p.m. Then I’ll pack everything into my car to return to the store in the morning, before doing tomorrow’s workshops. I have to pack the stuff for the workshops into my car as well, something which seems unlikely to succeed at the moment. Maybe if I think of all the items as mere collections of molecules, so what’s a few more, rather than considering the number of boxes involved, they will all fit. Maybe I will sell everything at the conference today, and only have the cash box and the banner to add to my workshop materials.
I’ll also need to pack up a sandwich for my lunch and put dinner in the crockpot before I leave this morning. Yesterday I left home at 3:00 to go to the conference center to set up and then went straight on to the church, not having arranged dinner, and when I got home at 8:30 last night, the menfolks had just stuck a frozen pizza in the oven. I ate a slice or two of cold pizza for my dinner, sure, and was glad there was something ready to eat, but I don’t want to make a habit of that sort of thing. A person needs vegetables to keep up a schedule like this.