Dragon Posts

June 2019

   

  From the Dragons’ Den

It was almost sunny the other day.  After two weeks of glorious weather, it suddenly turned cold and we all shivered in our shoes and hastily got out the jumpers and anoraks which we had hopefully stored away.  I am not a cold-weather person, feeling the cold enormously.  I remember with fondness the Jack Frost pictures on the windows when, as a child, I got out of bed in the morning.  I also remember my cold feet and hands with rather less than fondness!  I was not keen on the blue hue that shone forth.  Perhaps that is why blue is not my favourite colour – too many unwelcome memories associated with it. 

However, now it is June – June is busting out all over – or so the song from ‘Oklahoma’ reminds us.  This year there has been am explosion of blossom on the trees, a timely reminder of better days to come; a profusion of tiny flowers that sparkle into view whatever the day’s weather brings.

Sometimes, quite whimsically, we refer to young children as blossoms and we can see the reason for this when we view our little people as they wind and weave their way around during Little Dragon sessions.  They go this way and that, bending and reaching, as blossoms on the tree. Occasionally, as with the beauty on the trees, a change means that the blossom, be it flower or child, falls and is dashed to the ground.  Probably this is the end of the journey for the tree blossom but for our blossoming Little Dragon it is more often a way of learning how to manage limbs and objects that can seem unruly or obtrusive. 

Of course, as age advances, and we view with dismay the passing years, we once again become aware of limbs and objects that don’t obey the rules; that don’t bend with the wind and return to an acceptable position. Despite this we can still view the beauty in our natural world and give thanks for all the good gift around us.

                                                                 With every good wish, Val Butterworth.

May 2019

From the Dragons’ Den

May is upon us already.  It doesn’t seem five minutes since we were wrapping Christmas presents up for all the Little Dragons, yet, here we are marching through Spring and towards Summer.  The weather has been changeable so that, at times, it is hard to decide which season we are actually experiencing.

However, all remains unchanging at Little Dragons.  Our tiny folk enter each week and make a dash for their favourite item of entertainment.  The play dough is always well-used and, for some unknown reason, is found to be quite tasty by some of our young members.  Mind you, after a few sample tasting sessions, none of these children will need anti-biotics for anything as they will surely have a built-in resistance to all known germs. 

The red car remains a great favourite, closely followed by a particular tricycle.  Many valuable lessons in sharing are learned as our Little Dragons take their turn on these items of transport.

The kitchen area is always popular and it is good to see the development of several promising chefs as various meals are concocted and ‘cooked’ on our cooker.  I don’t know where the cooker came from.  It was donated by a kind soul when we first started Little Dragons in 2006, and it is still in good order, although not particularly modern and looking a little faded.

Favourite songs currently are, ‘Bobbing Up and Down on a Big Blue Tractor’ and See the Slippery Crocodile’ – with many thanks to Cheryl (one of our Carers) who introduced us to both songs. But still, top of the pops is ‘The Grand Old Duke of York’ – maybe because the children know that fruit and a drink closely follow.  

Possibly we all need a sense of the constant and the familiar in our lives; the certainty that some things are unchanging; the security of knowing that people, places and ‘things’ are always there and always the same. Just as we may know that some people will always be there for us, always be there to support us, always there to love us, even on a bad day.

We need also to remember also that there are those who depend on us to always be that same person, to love and care for them whatever the circumstance and however unlovely we, or they. may appear to be at times. 

Thought for the day!          “Love one another as I have loved you!” 

                                                                  With every good wish, Val Butterworth

P.S.        Best wishes, George,     Uncle Sam  and Idris.

April 2019

From the Dragons Den

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We Dragon Boys have a BIG complaint to make.  We have been excluded!  We have been excluded from something called a Beetle Drive. 

Now, everyone should know that dragons love to eat beetles.  We consider them to be a great delicacy either as an appetiser or to complete our repast along with dragon cheese.  We are very disappointed and, indeed, very sad when we consider that, although we feel that we are full members of this establishment, we have been ignored, left out, uninvited to one of the social events of the year!  Anyway, no more will be said on the matter. We are not ones to bear grudges! (You bet?

We have had an interesting few days. We understand that the Reverend Max has disappeared for a few days, so Reverend Christopher has stood up to the plate, much assisted (hampered? hindered? advised?) by all these people known as Lay People. Now, that’s an interesting term!  Do they lie down. Do they lay things on top of one another, such as cushions or cloths?  We are intrigued.  Whatever, they all seem to be doing their best to help until Reverend Max returns.

So, until things return to normal – now that’s another very interesting word – we will simply keep an eye on things as usual.  However, good folk, do not forget that dragons, even if they do get pushed into a cupboard every Tuesday morning, do like to take part in everything, and really, really do like to know all that is going on.  Will someone please inform the Senior Dragons that it would be a kindness to allow us to share in everything.  One never knows how helpful it can be to have someone present who notices all that goes on in this place each day. 

Perhaps someone will note our BIG HINT and LET US OUT to join in the fun!

P.S.        Best wishes, George,     Uncle Sam  and Idris.

March 2019

  From the Dragons’ Den

One of the best things about Little Dragons, in fact perhaps the very best thing, is when a very young child who has been coming to Dragons practically since birth, suddenly realises that they know you, they recognise your face – and they give a huge smile when they see you.  There is nothing quite like the beam of recognition that lights up the space between you and gladdens the heart immensely.

In particular, for me, there is the special thread that attaches me to some of these little children.  It is sometimes the case that 20+ years ago, I may have taught their parent, be it mother or father, and it is lovely to see a likeness from the time when the, now, parent was a big part of my life and likewise, I was a big part of his or hers.

You may remember a song from earlier days, ‘When You’re Smiling, the Whole World Smiles with you’– written, apparently in 1928, famously sung by Louis Armstrong:

When you’re smiling, when you’re smiling,
The whole world smiles with you.
Yes when you’re laughing, when you’re laughing,
The sun comes shining through.

But when you’re crying, you bring on the rain.
So stop your sighing, be happy again.
Keep on smiling, keep on smiling, 
And the whole world smiles with you.

There is a huge truth in this song.  I once did an experiment whilst walking up Pride Hill in Shrewsbury and I repeat this experiment practically every Friday morning as I make that journey.  I hold my head up, as opposed to looking at the ground, and I smile.  It is amazing how many people smile back (maybe they are thinking, ‘Who is this crazy woman?’).  One Friday, a lady stopped me and asked, ‘Do I know you?’ ‘No’ I replied.  ‘Oh,’ she said. ‘I thought you must know me because you smile at me every week as we pass each other!’

And it is a fact.  Smiles breed smiles! Truly, the world seems to be a nicer place when faces carry smiling eyes and lips – and it is an excellent way to make new friends.

So, like the little charmers at Little Dragons, who share their smiles so readily, why not try it yourself; definitely making the days seem brighter (and it makes the face look younger!!!!!!!!).

Every good wish, and big smiles from George, Uncle Sam and Idris!

                           Val Butterworth

P.S.        Best wishes, George, Uncle Sam and Idris.

February 2019

  From the Dragons’ Den

Uncle Sam writing:  Hmm, I thought it was time that I tried to get a word in this continuing journal!  When Val isn’t looking, George and Idris have both sneaked in a few thoughts and they think that because I come from another part of the world, I perhaps don’t speak the same language.  In case you aren’t aware, I come from the USA, Georgia to be precise, but I have been a member of Little Dragons for many, many years.  I flew across the ocean in a great big jet (or so it says in our Little Dragon song), but as I was bundled in a suitcase at the time, I cannot be certain of the actual facts of my journey.

I feel very lucky to have made this place my home.  People are so friendly and they usually try to make life good for one another.  At the moment, I hear, everyone is having to work extra hard as they are covering tasks that are new to them following several unexpected changes.

From the dragon cupboard we have noticed that the people who come and go all the time are really being helpful to one another.  They think we can’t see anything from inside the basket which is kept in the cupboard, but we have ways of noticing everything that is going on and we see that people are supporting one another and they are doing jobs that they haven’t done before, trying to make life good for each other and trying to stop each other from feeling sad.

When I was out and about in the church the other day, I happened to overhear Reverend Max talking to all the people.  He was telling them a story that I know, all about a caterpillar that, by some miracle or other, turned into a wonderful, beautiful butterfly. He said that this is like this place, St. George’s, which is going through a time of change and that all those of us who belong here may have to experience some changes as well in order to keep it wonderful and beautiful.  I am not sure what he meant, but I think that the big people who come here will.

George, Idris and I don’t like changes, but sometimes we know that Val will change things and we know that it is to help to keep all the Little Dragons safe and to allow we three to do our best for them and for each other.  So, we are thinking that if Reverend Max or someone like him thinks they may have to make some changes, then it will be for the good of everyone here. 

                                                          Yours in secret, Uncle Sam

P.S.        Best wishes, George,      and Idris.

                                                  

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January 2019

From the Dragons’ Den

A New Year! New thoughts, new hopes, new dreams for many of us.  For others, though, it is possibly the same old same; no change, one dull day following another!

However: – a time for new ideas, new resolutions, new promises both to oneself and to others.

How does the song go?    ‘It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, and I’m feeling good!’

New term for Little Dragons.  New babies! One or two new toys! Best of all, new play dough – a better colour this term following the disgusting pink that appeared when I made last term’s play dough. Honestly, I put lots of crimson colouring in the mix of flour, oil and cream of tartar.  I certainly did not expect the ghastly pink hue that was taken on by the dough.  Mind you, the little people didn’t seem to mind about the shade and, for one Little Dragon, who obviously loves the taste, it seemed to be an excellent accident of blending.

When one considers the mix of life’s hues in people you meet, there are many shades of, happiness, sorrow, uncertainty, ebullience, joy, misery; a huge mix of very different people, with different temperaments which all mix together and combine into the human condition.  At Little Dragons we see the whole range and sometimes wonder what will be the adult outcome in these little personalities that we see before us – learning to play together, learning (one hopes) to share, learning to sit quietly (sometimes) during the story, and so it goes on.

If we were able to really see back into our past selves, would we recognise the people we have become.  Did we manage to fulfil our dreams; did we achieve all that we wished? Or, are we happy simply to be the people we have become, to be thankful for the many good things in our lives and for the people who share our lives with us?

A New year thought!  How good to resolve simply to look for the best in those who we meet. Not always easy as we are sometimes quick to judge. However, looking for the best, and finding it, could put smiles on our faces and joy in our hearts.  Not a bad idea!!!

Best wishes, Val Butterworth

P.S.        Best wishes, George,  Uncle Sam  and Idris.

December 2018

From the Dragons’ Den     

On a recent trip to Italy, visiting several places including Florence, Pisa and Sienna, we viewed some beautiful sights and wondered, as often before, on the talent of those who imagined, envisaged and were responsible for the creation of such beauty.

Visiting Florence, we were able to enjoy and wonder as we soaked up the impact of the Baptistry with its golden doors, the Uffizi Museum with its hundreds of paintings and sculptures and the Duomo with its spectacular walls of marble.  We learned a little about the significance of the colours of marble used in the domed Cathedral – white, green and pink; white to signify Faith, green to signify Hope, pink to signify Love or Charity – ‘Faith, Hope and Love!’

(I can now understand why my favourite colour is green – as I am usually optimistic and always full of hope for the future whatever may be happening all around.)

Approaching Pisa, we were informed that the area is known as The Square of Miracles and as we entered through an archway we could see the reason for this.  We had always imagined that the Leaning Tower of Pisa stood alone and were bowled over as we walked through the said arch where, laid before us, were the Baptistry, the Cathedral, the Cemetery and the Leaning Tower. Breath-taking!

                 

We spent a long time in the Baptistry and, after climbing (crawling) up the 69 steps to the balcony, we assimilated and appreciated the beauty and the magnificence of this place.  As we stood and marvelled from above, the woman who had taken our tickets at the door, walked to the centre and, standing by the font, she uttered sounds/notes, without words, which soared up heavenwards due to the wonderful acoustics of this place; giving praise!

Such experiences, if we are open to them, can change our life and our feelings about what we see. Even here, in our small corner, there is always hope and there is always beauty, although sometimes these may become clouded by what is happening around us.

A good lesson to learn from observing Little Dragons is that, whatever is happening, there is always tomorrow, a new experience, new joys – and maybe sorrows. Oh, that we were able to keep the innocence and innocent beliefs of these little people! For them St. George’s Church centre aisle and West End Room become their Square of Miracles for a short time each week.  Hopefully, the wonder they experience in their lives in these early years will remain with them throughout their lives.

Best wishes, Val Butterworth

November 2018

From the Dragons’ Den

November already!  For me, a good time of year – or, a not-good time of year.  It’s the birthday month and, although it used to be a really exciting prospect, well, now I am not so sure!

I was looking at photographs of early Little Dragon days recently and remembering those little tots aged 1,2 and 3 now being 13, 14 and 15. Meeting some of them still and seeing how they are developing into responsible nearly-adults, it is good to know that we at Little Dragons have perhaps made a positive input into their characters and values.

Perhaps you, as I do, think back to your own early days.  Some memories go back many, many years – maybe pre-school, early and later school days.

My own earlyish memories involve air-raid shelters, gas masks, sweet coupons and the appearance of whale meat on one horrendous occasion.  No one else in the family would touch it but I – possibly being rather hungry, downed the lot – not a good memory.

So many memories over so many years.  Some memories are crystal clear, others are less clear and may be coloured by bigger events going on around one at the time.

When reading newspapers or viewing news programmes on TV it would be easy to get quite depressed about how the world will develop and affect the lives of today’s youngsters – the current crop of Little Dragons who play and learn, apparently without any cares other than whether the red car or big bike are free to use.

We can continue to do our utmost to make these little lives the very best, along with our prayers for a wonderful future.

Best wishes, Val Butterworth

P.S.        Best wishes, George,  Uncle Sam  and Idris.

October 2018

From the Dragons’ Den

George writing, assisted by Uncle Sam and Idris:

So, what’s all this thing, ‘Fruitfulness’ about?  We remember a few months ago some of our Senior Dragons taking about it and now they are at it again.  It must be enjoyable or, at the very least, fruitful, as they seem to be getting a lot out of it.

Idris, who knows about these things (or pretends he does) says that it means how useful something is.  So, we are thinking that this ‘fruitfulness’ journey means that our Senior Dragons and their friends are thinking about how useful they are, or might be, and how they can be even more useful than they have been in the past.  It all sounds very complicated but we are sure that it must be worthwhile or they wouldn’t be doing it.

Our Senior Dragons and all their friends at the church – people called Church Wardens, PCC, Music-makers, Singers, Readers, Intercessors, Sidesmen, Coffee Makers, Washer-uppers, Communicators, Fundraisers, Congregation and someone called Uncle Tom Cobbley, all work really hard to make this place special and we notice how they all try all of the time to make this a good place to be.  They like to help those people called Clergy who tell stories and say prayers and spend all their time helping others.  We think it is really good to look out from our cupboard and to see these people trying their hardest to look after each other and to be ‘fruitful’.

We think that they are also trying to see how they can make their helpfulness, their fruitfulness, reach out further than this place, out into something called The Village and The World Beyond.

It sounds good to us and we hope that we three Little Dragons can help in our small way.

Best wishes, George,  Uncle Sam  and Idris.

September 2018

From the Dragons’ Den

September already.  When did time start to go so fast?  Long gone are the days for some of us when we could dream, dream again and again, before making absolute plans; there was always time to reconsider, rethink, abandon the immediate and dream yet again.

Who can remember and relive in the mind the long days of summer – when the sun always shone, when it never rained; when the beach at Blackpool or Barmouth or Bridlington or Bournemouth was crowded with fantastically constructed sandcastles and the waves were always just the correct depth/height/strength for paddling? Those were the days indeed.

So, how will our Little Dragons remember the hazy days of summer?  Will their memories in the distant future recall sitting in the back of a hot car (Are we there yet?), queuing in a hot airport (Can I sit by the window?), or simply playing games on the tablet?  Or will they also remember with joy, the beaches, as above, time spent with people who loved them who they loved in return, on days that lasted forever.

Sometimes, as the speed of each day, week, month, year gallops faster and faster, it is hard to recall the distant days when the most difficult thing in life may have appeared to be, “What are we having for tea?” or “How shall I spend my sweet coupons?” (Now that is really a long time ago yet real enough for some of us.)

The recollections of our Little Dragons will be very, very different from ours and will, no doubt, be beyond our wildest imaginings.  Let us hope that their lives will provide them with golden memories of happy times.

Best wishes, Val Butterworth