By Damon Fontinel
Aside from a few toys, some friends and one of my favorite teachers, I don’t have many memories of Kindergarten. There is one I do have. The Pilgrim Hat Incident.
Thanksgiving week. The entire class was making Pilgrim hats.
Our teacher passed out black and white construction paper along with kid scissors.
Soon we would be marching around the room in our Pilgrim hats, heaping in mouthfuls of pumpkin pie.
The instructions of the craft were clear. Follow along with the teacher as we created the hat.
Paper rustling and scissors snipping, we came to a vital part. The brim. And specifically the hole in the middle of the brim where our tiny little kindergarten heads would go. We drew a circle for the cutout of the hole. We were going to take those kid scissors and cut out the circle.
Then our teacher got distracted. So there I sat, scissors in hand, looking at the dotted-lined circle where my head would go…waiting. By why was I waiting? Obviously the hole had to be cut out. Don’t do it, it’s not worth it…I’m not gonna do it…I was just thinking about it, I’m not gonna do it…I did it.
I pushed the scissors through the paper and began to cut. I was on my way to the Pilgrim hat.
“Damon” …uh oh. “You were to wait until I told you what to do next. You will have to wait while the rest of us finish.” Busted. In front of the whole class. I hate Pilgrim hats.
Evidently making that cut was not the next step.
Then I locked eyes with my friend Jeff. His lip was out. His eyes were watery. His scissors were in the construction paper too! He had followed my lead in cutting out the circle and now he had to wait. Now I REALLY hate Pilgrim hats!
Lesson in patience? Perhaps. Lesson in rule following? Probably. Lesson in thanksgiving? Not then.
Soon, my sweet teacher repaired my and Jeff’s hats. And we had a great time. And I was thankful.
Thankful that my hat was fixed, thankful that Jeff’s hat was fixed, thankful that Jeff was still my friend. . .
When in hard situations thankfulness is hard to come by. Even when Thanksgiving is right in front of us. Even when making a Pilgrim hat.
Not all of our problems are repaired in life. And it may not be until the next life that we fully understand anything about those problems. Until then, if we can just trust our teacher, perhaps we will be able to be thankful in the midst of worldwide pandemics, political division, social change, economic disturbances and messed up Pilgrim hats.
Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. 7 Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 4: 6-7
Trust the teacher, be thankful, and experience peace. Happy Thanksgiving!