So I know it’s not the greatest creative act in the world but yesterday I made a daisy chain! Well, it wasn’t just me but me and several reception and year one children over lunch time. The weather was nice enough for us to go on the field at school at lunchtime, and as always the children started picking daisies. I asked if they knew how to make a daisy chain, which they didn’t. After I explained that we needed daisies with long stems I started to make the holes with my thumb nail and the children took turns posting their daisies through the hole. Together we made one big daisy chain which they decided I should have! Then we made another one which was later presented to the teacher in my class!
There was something lovely about the fact that several of us were focused on and contributing to the same creation. There was always a small group of children watching and waiting for their turn. I really like the idea of collaborative creations, and am excited by the prospect of joining other people who could each make a square of patchwork that could all be joined into a larger quilt and given to a children’s charity. I’m not sure what it is about it that I respond to so much other than several people working together to achieve the same thing.
With the daisy chain some children kept going all lunchtime and others just added a couple of daisies, but all of them contributed to the whole (maybe that’s part of the point of Jesus’s story where all the workers get paid the same amount no matter how long they worked for… All are working to expand the kingdom of God,where each person’s role is valued equally no matter how big or small?).
It was lovely to connect with the children in this way. But also I was constantly busy because every time one daisy was threaded another one was there! My role was the repetitive one of carefully making holes in the stems and holding them steady to be threaded through. This repetitive act was calming and therapeutic, and had a certain rhythm to it. I was reminded of something the recursive girl said about how repetitive (recursive) acts like sewing etc help to calm her. I recognised what she meant while doing this.
Yesterday gave an unexpected creative moment. Today’s is more planned. I’m off to a day of painting my response to spring on a course. I’ll update you on how that goes later on!