I led Collective Worship in a couple of Primary Schools
yesterday.
I used some of my very limited knowledge of British Sign
Language (BSL) to teach a small selection of signs and get the entire hall to
use them for a concluding prayer. So
far, so normal.
One Headteacher ran with the idea as I was finishing and
asked me further questions. I explained how
little I knew, how I had helping lead worship with an interpreter for a congregation
of deaf people in the past, and how the Friday Church at St James’ was learning
the Lord’s Prayer in BSL clause by clause so that we could now do about half of
it.
‘Reverend Mullins has told you how little he knows,’ the
Headteacher said to the children, ‘but you’ve seen how much he does know - he
meant to say “I’m good at this, and I’m working hard to be even better at it”.’
I thanked him afterwards (he knew the BSL sign for ‘thank
you’ by then) for reinforcing the school’s ethos in the face of the constant
danger of it being undermined by inadvertent external influences like mine and English self-deprecation.
The picture is part of the classic view down Haworth’s Main
Street made even more classic by the sun on this year’s first dusting of snow. I’m told that the classic Hovis advert filmed
on Golden Hill in Shaftesbury is based on a 1940s poster advert depicting a
delivery boy toiling up Main Street, Haworth, but I haven’t yet been able to find
a copy.
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