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Tonight is the night. The night that VBS at our church begins. The night that children flock to our small worship place from miles and miles. The night where we sing, dance, and eat a lot of goldfish crackers. The night where I ultimately lose my mind, along with all the other adult workers. I am craft woman. I have been craft woman for 3 years now. Craft people generally last about 3-5 years, and then they usually get committed to an institution, so I may be good for another round or two....you never can tell. I like crafts, which is why I volunteered to head this up a few years ago. However, I've decided that I like to do crafts by myself. Leading a cramped room of about 30 hot, sweaty kids in crafts is not something I like afterall. But someone has to do it....might as well be me. Actually since I discovered Oriental Trading Company it's not half bad. This year was especially easy because our theme is "Where the Wild Things Are" with a jungle-type motif, and they had jungle crafts out the wazoo. They package all their crafts individually with all the pieces included. Basically all that I and my co-workers have to do is open the package and hand it to a child to assemble. There are always a few glitches though. Tonight we are supposed to make these beaded animal necklaces. I got one out earlier to make a sample and discovered that the jute twine they include doesn't fit through some of the wooden beads. Brilliant. So I spent a good part of my morning trimming lengths from some thinner jute that I, by the grace of God, had around the house. Every year I have at least one person ask me how I go about picking out the crafts. My guidelines are that I generally avoid anything that involves paint, glue or glitter. Sounds tricky, doesn't it? Not with Oriental Trading Company! They have self-adhesive everything and paint pens at very reasonable prices. And glitter is just evil and needs to be shot. We don't do glitter...ever. Our crafts are very non-shiny. No matter how much I simplify the craft process, everything I choose still makes Mr. B nervous. Mr. B is an elderly man who helps out in the craft room every year. He will come back every night, hover around while I'm getting things ready, and ask, "So Craft Woman, what do you have planned for tonight?" I will show him the foam door hangers or the string art crosses, and he will inevitably have the exact same reaction. He shakes his head, sits down, and says, "Oh dear." (You see why we can't use glitter....it would probably make Mr. B faint.) After he's recovered from the shock, however, he gets up and proceeds to be one of my best helpers, bless his heart. Every year we never have any idea how many kids are going to show up. It could be 15 or it could be 150. If it's 150, you will find me hiding in the bathroom, sniffing my forbidden glue. |
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