No, this isn’t a post about chess – although I can set up the board in the correct order, know a couple of terms and that the horsey knight moves in an ‘L’ shape, I’ve never learned to play. It requires more effort and brain power than you all know I’m capable of!
Instead, this post is about my encounters with clergy last week, when our school had a visit from a VIP. We’ve been waiting for his holy presence for some time – it was arranged, then cancelled due to having some more ecclesiastical duties to perform.
But eventually, the day came for us to entertain Dr. John Sentamu – who is no ordinary bishop but the Archbishop of York. Second in command to the Canterbury chap and a very important person!
Firstly, I’m seriously slacking this week with blogging and scheduling and such. Life is busy, sorry!
But back to the images. I love churches and religious architecture, despite not following a particular faith, so being a stone’s throw from the Gothic finery of Beverley Minster means I’m utterly spoiled. It’s a magical place.
Although I’ve taken images of its exterior multiple times, I have few of the inside: there’s usually an event taking place or you can’t find someone to issue you with a permit or whatever. However, during the Heritage Weekend Open Days, they cleared out all seating, allowing you to wander at will and see it as it had been when originally built. So snapping away I went!
As Sundays are often a time to contemplate, I’ve decided to re-share one of my earlier posts on children and their questioning. It’s a post that seems to send a lot of traffic my way due to ‘unspecified search terms‘ – damn those elusive referrers! I’d love to know exactly what people are ‘Googling’ to bring them to it! Anywho, many of you won’t have seen it and I’m hoping those who have don’t mind the slightly edited version. Enjoy! 🙂
I’ve taught from ‘quarter adults’ to ‘three quarter adults’, but my main experience comes from ‘half adults’ – in other words 8 year olds. But regardless of age, any creator or educator of mini humans knows they can be endless questions masters – Whhhhhyyyy? must be the most over used word in a child’s early vocabulary after NO!
Questions are fascinating – they can open new worlds, clarify, reassure….or just downright annoy! Unfortunately, the bulk of questions in a parent or teacher’s day probably falls into a banal sub-category of the latter.
Where’s my pencil? When’s it lunchtime? Can I go to the toilet?Can I go to the toiletnow?Is it home time yet? The adults are probably just as bad – Where’s your book bag / PE kit / lunch money? Where’s your date and title? Have you washed your hands / brushed your teeth? How many times have I said…?
However, sometimes kids ask amazing, meaty questions that really make you think. I love these ones, giving a sneaky look into the inner workings of their brain and reminding you that the world can look very different from down there. (Okay, for me, ‘down there’ isn’t that far from my perspective, seeing as most of them are only an inch off my height, but you get my drift!) Here’s one of those times, when I attempted to answer their musings!
I don’t consider myself to be a religious person, but I have always had a love of churches, holy buildings and graveyards. Not only for the serenity that can be found in their surroundings, but the outstanding architecture that has been lavished upon them in a celebration of some higher order. I’m lucky enough to live near two of the outstanding minsters in the UK, displaying both Medieval and Gothic design in all their glory, and I’m still in awe of how beautiful they are, even after numerous visits.