Sep 19, 2007

Part 2

Ancestors Part 2: In the works

Part 1 Original Story
Why the Children Forgot to Play by Faith Ringgold
An international Save The Children Meeting was held today in New York City. A woman from the Congo Region in Africa and a man from Scandinavia shared the stage to explain that their children had adopted a sedentary lifestyle and had forgotten how to play and that something must be done or life as we know it will cease. The crowd roared with unbridled enthusiasm. Toy stores, playgrounds, amusement parks and schools all over the world have shut down. Children have taken to their beds, like old people, complaining of headaches, backaches, muscle pains, dizziness and refused to move without a wheelchair. A man just back from the war in the Middle East said “They need the help of our ancestors, they would have the children and all of us laughing in no time. They had love and hope. All we have is hatred violence and war.”


Part 2
The Ancestors Song
by  Faith & Grace
Jan 5, 2016

The Ancestors came to the children and sang songs of a better world.  They sang happy stories from their lives and some sad stories too. They sang about their families, their homes, and the hard times filled with; war, poverty, violence, ignorance, and hatred.

The children felt the Ancestors songs deep in their bones until it was part of them and then they knew it was time to sing their own song. The children rose up from their beds to join their voices with the Ancestors in a song for a better world.

SONG: (needs help)
We are small but we are many.
Sweet as honey, honey, honey
Filled with love not hate!
No time to hesitate.

We are small but we are many.
Sweet as honey, honey, honey
We can make a better world
For you and me.

We are small but we are many.
Sweet as honey, honey, honey
Make a world that is safe

Have a world to embrace




The Children Rose Up by Grace Matthews (Sept 2016)

Their first little grins turned into big beautiful smiles and finally huge roaring laughs burst from the children and they pleaded with the Ancestors for more and more stories of love and hope. The children’s laughter was contagious and spread to everyone that heard it. The children finally rose from their beds, enjoyed long lost time with their families and went outside to play with friends. The parks were filled with the energy and laughter of happy children at play.  The Ancestors looked at the happy children with relief but heavy hearts knowing that those happy little children would have to find a way to work together to; make a clean and safe world with plenty of food and water for all the people.


Ancestors part 2 by Kyle Matthews (Nov 2016)
The time was upon them. While the children insisted on hearing more stories from them, the ancestors knew that the children needed to awaken soon. Dawn was coming, and for all the joy that had been shared amongst family and friends, this period was ending and a new one, a emerging.
As each Elder said their goodbyes, they reminded the children that it was their destiny to take the stories they had heard and to share all they learned and filled with everyone they met. The children knew in their hearts what to do. With that, they bid their ancestors farewell, knowing that they were always there for them in their dreams.
As each child awoke, they knew that the world was relying on them to renew play, laughter, and joy to the world. Each child had special gifts to share, and they went about their days showing anyone who would listen or watch what is was to embrace life. And for those who were slower to see, the children knew to be patient and persevere.
And at the end of their joyful days, the children rested in the knowledge that their ancestors awaited their stories of life and light when they settle down to sleep each night.



Edited version combining Grace and Kyle’s versions (Nov 2016)
-It’s good but long-ish for the quilt

Their first little grins turned into big beautiful smiles and finally huge roaring laughs burst from the children as they pleaded with the Ancestors for more and more stories of love and hope but the ancestors knew that the children needed to awaken soon. Dawn was coming, and for all the joy that had been shared, this period was ending and a new one, emerging.

As each Ancestor said their goodbyes, they reminded the children that it was their destiny to take the stories they had heard and to share all they learned with everyone they met. The children knew in their hearts what to do. With that, the children bid their ancestors farewell, knowing that the ancestors were always there for them in their dreams.

The children knew that everyone was relying on them to renew play, laughter, and joy to the world. The children rose from their beds, enjoyed long lost time with their parents and families then ran outside to play, and play and play.

Soon the parks were filled with the energy and laughter of happy children.  Each child had special gifts to share, and they went about their days showing anyone who would listen or watch what is was to embrace life. And for those who were slower to see, the children knew to be patient and persevere.

And at the end of their joyful days, the children rested in the knowledge that their ancestors awaited their stories of life and light when they settled down to sleep each night.













Video
Ancestor's Project

Barbara Wallace and Grace Matthews read Faith Ringgold's Ancestor's Story from Grace's quilt.

Video

Grace recounds the happy memories of her Grandpa and Grandma Walls.

1 comment:

Barbara said...

We look marvelous in front of your historical quilt Grace. Thank-you. Barbara.

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