It seemed as if the minute I walked onto the tram this morning, the next minute I was stepping off and heading home!
The day moved by quite briskly, but I actually didn’t mind one bit – because within in all there were a LOAD of things accomplished!
First of all, before everyone starts asking, yes, it was Whit Monday today, and Whit Sunday was yesterday.
Whit Sunday is exactly seven weeks after Easter Sunday where it commemorates the Holy Spirit’s descent from heaven unto Jesus’ followers.
Whit Monday is also a popular day for doing outdoor activities, or just spending time outside with family of friends.
WHIT Sunday AND Monday are considered Holidays in the Netherlands, but they are not recognized by the British, therefore it was just a normal day and we DID attend school.
I could definitely tell things were happening behind the scenes at school today, for certain. There were whispers among everyone about Sprit Day, and Erik seemed to be floating a few centimetres above the ground as he started rallying his troupes!
The Dean Master asked me to follow him back to his office after Chapel.
“You very much impressed my wife, Amar.” He winked. “But if anyone out of the entire school could to that, I surely knew it could be you.” He said.
“I was very much impressed with her knowledge, Sir.” I answered. “She appeared right on top of things when explaining herself, and I look forward to working with her. How long has she been involved with the Care Centre Where your father-in-law is at?”
“She has been diligent to the cause here in Amsterdam for nearly three years, Amar.” The man smiled. “She is also a volunteer for Netherlands Foundation for Alzheimer, so she has a lot of knowledge to share with you.”
“I do look forward to absorbing as much as I possibly can through her, Sir.”
Ben caught up to me on our way to Maths and gave me a surprise shoulder hug and kiss on the cheek.
“I like that so early on a Monday morning, Ben.” I smiled at his wink.
“I’m going to join you, Love.” He said.
“I want to be the first volunteer to sign up for your Whisper of Hope Mission.” He beamed, causing me to uncontrollably give him a hug and a kiss.
“That’s lovely, Ben!” I nearly squealed, giving him another hug. “We’ll make a great team, for sure!”
“AND, I have my volunteer radar tuned all the way up.” He beamed.
I was going to give him another hug, but the Maths Prof was giving us the “don’t dally and sit down lads look”, so we hurried to our seats, giving each other a cute smirk once there.
“Well, I think that is a brilliant idea, Erik,” I said as Erik spread out a few cut out squares on my bed. “But just like you need stores for your village, you still need someone to work in those stores, little buddy. Just like you can’t set up a booth for Spirit Day without someone or two to run them for you. Remember, a mayor gets people to run his town and run his stores for him, he just doesn’t hand them the keys and say make popcorn and sell it from your store.”
“I know exactly what you are going to say next, Amar.” Erik smirked at me.
“In answer to your question about running the town alone, little buddy?” I playfully knocked him back on the bed. “Yes, you need an assistant Mayor to help you!”
We both had a laugh over that!