Post #9.8, Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age on the Saxony Shore of Gaul          I am aware of the scramble in the woods as we walk near the graves and the children take their posts at the arsenal of rotting roots. Soon those ghost-gobbling boars will be upon us.  I call to the children.          “St. Matthew,Continue reading “Post #9.8, Wednesday, June 17, 2020”

Post #9.4, Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age on the Shore of Gaul          I’m listening to the story the children tell, quoting the words they heard spoken at the burial of their family.          Pumpkin leads in speaking as the youngers mouth along but stumble over incomprehensible but now familiar syllables.          “Prepare these who are unbaptizedContinue reading “Post #9.4, Tuesday, June 9, 2020”

Post #9.3, Thursday, June 4, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age on the Shore of Gaul          I’ve asked these children to tell me their story. The storyteller for the group is the one called “Pudding,” a precocious child about eight years old.          “Our father and oldest brother were the keepers of the harbor light. They climbed the cliff whenContinue reading “Post #9.3, Thursday, June 4, 2020”