‘I love to tell the story; ’tis pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet.’ ~ ( Katherine Hankey, 1866 )
Dawdling at the kitchen window this morning,
I reflected on the tradition of Sunday story telling that was part of my younger years. When I was little, the early hours of Sunday morning were filled by listening to Story Time/Children’s Hour on the radio. The same stories were repeated endlessly. Yet I was not bothered by the repetition. It was good to hear old favourites over and over. Once Story Time and breakfast time were finished, we were shepherded off to Sunday School where, once again, we listened to stories; stories that had been told, and retold, for thousands of years.
We listened to those stories, we acted them out, we coloured them in, and we sang them, too. Remember this one? Tell me the old, old story.
Thinking about Sundays and stories reminded me that I have a story to tell. It’s not new. You have heard most of it before; it’s tall but true, as well as sweet and ‘pleasant to repeat’.
It goes like this.
In the beginning there was Britt , of the beautiful smile and the blue beret.
Then there was the Book that Britt wrote,
and the Kindle that Gallivanta bought to read the book that Britt wrote,
which turned out to be a game changer in Gallivanta’s life, and prompted her to be a little sassy and issue a playful challenge to Britt, of the beautiful smile and the blue beret. The challenge: to locate a totem pole by Chief Lelooska somewhere in Portland, the replica of which stood 7,000 miles away, here, at Christchurch Airport, in New Zealand.
And Britt, being much like one of the determined women in her Book, took up Gallivanta’s challenge and, with a few choice words like “Gallivanta, you stinker”, went on a Totem Pole Quest in Portland, Oregon.
Was she successful? You bet. For two months Britt quested and queried and questioned and, finally, she found Chief Lelooska’s Totem Pole, recently restored and reinstalled, at Oregon Zoo. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
The End, but not quite…..if you would like to read more about Britt’s Totem Pole quest and the story of the Totem Pole itself, click here and follow the links.
Story telling over, it’s back to more dawdling for me,
and wondering why the little yellow flower of the sharp tasting rocket is so sweetly scented. Must be a story in that. 🙂
By the way, for the child in all of us, don’t forget that Story Time is still a regular feature on Radio New Zealand. Have a listen.
The photos of Britt at the Zoo and of Chief Lelooska’s Totem Pole at the Oregon Zoo are used with kind permission from Britt. Please do not copy or use them without her consent.