Sunbeams' Sunday School
Maoriland Worker, Rōrahi 10, Putanga 414, 12 Huitanguru 1919, Page 7
Sunbeams' Sunday School
Flowers, laughter, singing nnd bimdW o£ happiness, filled the Socialist Hall last Saturday afternoon and evening. One hundred and fifty mothers' p*ts rolled up to romps. It was the anniversary of the Sunday School. It was no good pretending you were a'-'grown up, you had to pome down to the children's level and shout. What- were, lungs given us for if it wasn't as a bellows to supply the wind to make a noise with your throats? They sang, they ate, they played games. They dane'ed and shouted, and wee-be-tide any ernmpy old grown-up who put his face i n the hall door. They had a- grand time and in ten years they will b© grown-ups.—Uncle Ted.