![]() For Our Parents & Friends Who Helped Us Journey to Wonderland Many Hours, Many Plans – Many Parents, Many Hands, A bright red door that bends and folds, A forest of rose trees, red buckets to hold. Patchwork wing chairs and cups stacked tall, A giant teapot --once a beach ball. A tall, wide toadstool with a kooshy red seat, Green, giggly flowers with cute bare feet. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. Red jackets, buckle shoes, white powder wigs, A wooden spoon and folded fan –oh so big! Striped pants, brown ears, a polka dot vest, Big, spiral backdrop, surpassing the best. A bright, orange tabletop that shrinks and grows, Six fancy flower hats, all in a row. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. Four worried cards, beautiful to behold, Soldiers in helmets, powerful and bold. Makeup: evolving, transforming, pain-staking, Cat claws, purple fur, smile never changing, Heart thrones, sparking; horn banner flowing, Hula hoop bellies and propeller beanies going. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. Tall hatter’s hat, pointed toe shoes, black bows in the hair, Miles of teeth, green horned head, red shining eyes that dare. Queen and King in white, red, and black, Life-size egg, eating from a sack. Baby buggy, baby gown, bunny ears and ruffled collar, Hooded black knight, caped and armed, that often has to holler. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. Suit of gray, legs of blue, yellow hands up and down, Mouse in vest, rabbit in red, running all around. Cook in white with fushia hair –stirring, stomping, throwing, Girls in blue with snow white aprons, sometimes shrinking, sometimes growing. Deep red carpet, stone wall sheet, Wooden prayer rail, white sock feet. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. Dressing actors, always on time, Helping actors learn each and every line. Phone calls and email, spray paint and glue, Starting over, starting again –insuring everything is true. Picking up t-shirts, party for the cast, Parents creating memories, memories that last. Many hours, many plans – Many parents, many hands. EACH AND EVERY THING MENTIONED IN THIS POEM WERE CREATED BY PARENTS, GRANDPARENTS, AND COMMUNITY FRIENDS -- Thank you, for working so hard to take All these children to a place they’ll never forget – A place you made possible, a place you created. Wonderland, to most, is an imaginary place…however at our school nothing is impossible because of you.
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AuthorPatricia Hesse --working with gifted students as young as 5 and as old as 18 for the past 24 years --remarkable kids! Archives
January 2014
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