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Topic: South America (02/05/09)
- TITLE: Nana and Hannah
By Ruth MacDougall
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This was her ‘special’ time, just Nana and Hannah together in front of the fire, after supper and before she had to go to bed. Nana had been staying in her house for a few weeks to help look after her, although Hannah was a big six year old and really didn’t need much looking after, so she thought. Still, Nana was a lot of fun and always told Hannah such interesting things, and she always seemed so patient with her when she did things wrong, like tying her laces and putting on her school tie, oh that was such a nuisance.
Nana also put Hannah to bed and helped her to say her prayers at night, and sometimes she sang a song about Jesus or told a story about Him. Hannah especially liked the story about the little man who climbed a tree to see Jesus, because she thought that she would have to do that too if Jesus came to her town.
Nana’s ball of wool dropped on the floor and Hannah quickly stooped to pick it up. Misty the little grey cat was lying in front of the fire and Hannah knew that if she saw the wool she would pounce on it and get it all messy, and Nana would be so cross. “Ooh Nana,” she cried when she picked up the wool, “this is so soft, what are you making with it?”
“Just give me two minutes and I will show you,” Nana replied as she had nearly finished what she was knitting. Two minutes seemed a long time to Hannah and she didn’t take her eyes off Nana’s hands till she had cast off and put down her needles. Nana lifted up the little garment and showed her grand-daughter. “It’s a tiny jacket, is it for my dolly?” Hannah exclaimed. Nana smiled, “No my pet, this is for your little baby that Mummy is going to have any day now. Here, you hold it.”
Hannah took the jacket and held it up to her cheek. Nana had knitted her lots of nice things but nothing as soft as this. “You like that don’t you?” Nana asked, and as Hannah nodded she said, “Do you know where this wool comes from?” Hannah puffed out her chest, of course she knew where wool came from, “a sheep, Nana, everyone knows that!”
“Ah, now there’s where you are wrong, “Nana smiled, “this wool comes from an alpaca.” “An al...paca, what’s that?” Hannah looked at the baby jacket again and said, “It feels so soft, is it a kind of rabbit?” “No, my dear, it is an animal that looks a bit like a furry camel with no humps and a bit smaller. It comes from a country called Peru, in South America, about 6,000 miles away from here.” Nana smiled at the look on Hannah’s face as she could tell she was trying to picture what an alpaca looked like. “I’ll tell you what we will do. Tomorrow is Saturday and you and I will take a walk down to the library and find a book on alpacas so we can see what they really look like, and maybe you could draw a picture of one for your new baby’s room. Now, it’s time for your bed, so let’s go and brush your teeth and say your prayers and it will soon be tomorrow.”
Hannah carefully put the baby jacket in Nana’s work basket and did as she was told. Nana knelt down beside her bed with her, and smiled as Hannah folded her hands and prayed for Mummy, Daddy, Nana and the new baby – “and please let me see the baby soon.” Just as she was about to jump into bed, she quickly knelt back down. “Dear Jesus, please look after all the apacals in Peru so that Nana can have lots of wool for the baby, Amen.”
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