The second visit to the retirement center was pleasant and enjoyable. I first visited the Carlisle section of the center, where I made little Halloween bags for some of the residents. They had sticky letters you could stick to the bags. I first spelled "Happy Halloween", then "Boo!"; it took me several minutes to find a "P" for the word "happy", since all the letters stuck together, clinging to each other for dear life. I also used some paint for the bags; I painted alternating vivid green and black letters for one bag, and then put some google-eyes on it (for the Halloween spirit...). After that, I decided to read some poetry to them. They all gathered around, silent but attentive; timid smiles would creep into their faces. Such a small gift gave such happiness. I also read some poetry to the Carlisle residents--selections from Dylan Thomas and one from Thomas Gray. I believed they enjoyed the reading, but by that time they were a little worn out by the antics of such a youngster as me. It was then that I decided to pay a second visit to Ms. Col.
Ms. Col. seemed more than welcome to invite me into her little room--very tidy and practically littered with family pictures. I asked her how her day went, and she proceeded to show me more of her family and young pictures of herself. She had reddish-auburn hair and a serious, but delicate, face. She seemed a woman of quiet purpose, which is an accurate portrayal of her character today. I then read more of Romans to her; today we got to chapter 9. I enjoyed peeking up every once in a while to see her quiet, steady face nod in approval and smile in reverie. There exists a bond between Christian believers that transcends age, and that is Scripture. That certainly happened today.
Elizabeth
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