Praise be to God! Today our 4A classroom became a place of quiet wonder and celebration as new life began to emerge.
The first chick hatched about an hour before we even arrived at school, greeting th excited students. It was a tiny black one with a few white spots on her wing tips and chest (a cross between a Black Copper Maran and a Cream Legbar). If she is a hen, she will one day lay soft green eggs.
As the hours unfolded, three more chicks made their way into the world, each one a Cream Legbar. Those would be future layers of blue eggs.
But what made today so special was not just the hatching, it was how we experienced it.
The kind-hearted students took turns drawing close with gentleness and reverence. They spoke soft, welcoming words to the chicks. They read aloud their favourite Bible verses. At times, the room filled with quiet singing—worship songs offered as these fragile lives broke into the world.
When I left this evening, four chicks were fully hatched, one was in the process of pipping, and two remained unknown. By morning, we may be greeted by as many as seven—but we are holding that possibility with open hands.
Today reminded us that life unfolds in its own time, and our role is to watch, to care, and to give thanks.
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