This is my poem showing all the things I loved or things I admire while growing up and things I still love. All the things i did and things I learnt. The adventures I went on that helped me. These memories hold a lot and some things i did while growing up I still do to this day.
Last week we had a very special day, we re-enacted the Stations of the Cross as a class after lunch in front of the entire school. Good Friday is the day when Jesus died on the cross for our lives. My role was to play one of the women of Jerusalem wearing a blue robe with a blue-ish patterned veil.
We started with the soldiers walking Jesus to meet Pontius Pilot. Two soldiers helped Jesus put the cross on his back. The suffering that Jesus had to go through to save our lives must have been a painful experience.
Jesus fell on his knees, soldiers hitting him to get back up. For the first time Jesus and Mary made eye contact, The pain in Mary’s eyes seeing his son in this type of situation.
Mary walking behind Jesus carrying his cross stumbled across a woman called Veronica carrying a white cloth in her hand. Jesus stopped for a moment letting Veronica wipe his face, His blood, Tears and sweat is now wiped on the cloth.
We finished off with Daniel singing the song “Were You There”. It sounded so angelic and calming. The school was silenced as they left and quietly walked back to class.
