Darling, talkative Juanita is my co-conspirator on Friday afternoons and I'm hers. She is a child at heart, immensely passionate about making the world a better place, so forgetful its endearing and a talented painter. Juanita can round up a hundred people in an hour's time if you need her to. Doesn't even need a reason.
Ruhi book's particular coloring page to inspire them, then they go at it. In lesson three, we studied the quote,“Tread ye the path of justice, for this, verily is the straight path.” We saw a variety of pathways in the wee ones' art.
I told the story of 'Abdu'l-Baha where He takes the public coach instead of a private one, comparing the two to a concho and a taxi. Then we ate popcorn (because I can make a vat of it for US$0.30 and its awesome). Like we do every Friday. Practiced speaking politely, tried very hard not to throw trash on the ground and played nicely--mostly. Come on down!
This morning, like many, I saw Juanita at the neighborhood Zumba class where nobody actually exercised, but that is for another post. When it was time to go, I said, as I always do on Friday mornings, "See you this afternoon, Juanita!"
She waved and called to the air, "If God wishes it."
With some people that means "probably not." For Juanita, it means, "if I'm not stuck under a beam, fallen in a deep hole or just plain forget, I'll be there."
Today was not like other Fridays, though. We had a key to the community room at the local park. For reals, yo. No more class in Juanita's carport. Having a copy of that key has been months in the making. We first had to prove to the neighborhood association that Baha'is were real, live people. Then that Baha'is lived in the neighborhood. Then Juanita just had to nag a lot--errr, gently remind people.
|'Lil Z waits for class to begin.|
|Mauricio thought the path of justice to look more like a highway.|
|Mabel got the "straight path" part.|
|Zoey is four. Justice is a lot of work.|
|Yes, we have a wide age range.|
|Zora, ever my abstract artist/thinker/human in general. She dressed herself too.|
|Um, yeah, that's outside in the background there. In February. I don't wear socks.|
|We played follow the leader. Carlos led. As did every participant at one point. That's just.|