Don't Forget Who to Thank

Last Friday was the Harvest Festival at my grandson's school, actually it was done at the local church. The children were wonderful, they sang beautifully, and spoke out their poems etc for all to hear, and were very well behaved. They were a credit to their mum and dad's and their school.

Class 3 did some Harvest poems and sang the Harvest Rock and Roll. Noah is in year 1 and they sang the Autumn Song, they had cut out leaves and put them on a band around their head they sang so well, I think there must have been some very proud mums in the congregation. Reception showed us their harvest pictures and class 2 sang Cauliflowers are fluffy, class 4 finished this part off when they sang the Harvest Samba.

Cabbages and greens, broccoli and beans,

Cauliflower and roasted potatoes, taste so good to me!

Apricots and plums, ripened in the sun,

Oranges and yellow bananas, good for everyone!

It's another Harvest Festival, 

when we bring our fruit and vegetables,

Cause we want to share the good things 

that we've been given.

I'ts another opportunity to be grateful for the food we eat,

With a samba celebration to say, 

thank you to God the Father. 

Golden corn and wheat, oats and sugar beet,

Fluffy rice and tasty spaghetti, wonderful to eat!

Coffee, cocoa, tea, growing naturally,

Herbal plants and all kinds of spices

Very nice indeed!

It was absolutely delightful, the children and the teachers had put in so much hard work.

The vicar gave a short talk, just a couple of minutes but he reminded us that even though we may get our food from the supermarket etc, it is God who has provided it, He created the earth and the plants and the season's and so everyday we should be grateful for His provision.

The money raised from the collection and the sale of harvest produce was to be sent to the charity Action Aid for a child in Pakistan who they sponsor in order that she can go to school.

The parents and grandparents had a chance to join in, we sung What a Wonderful World at the beginning, and Autumn Days by Estelle White at the end. 

Autumn days, when the grass is jewelled,
And the silk inside a chestnut shell,
Jet planes meeting in the air to be refuelled,
All these things I love so well

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Clouds that look like familiar faces,
And a winter’s moon with frosted rings,
Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces,
And the song the milkman sings.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Whipped-up spray that is rainbow-scattered,
And a swallow curving in the sky,
Shoes so comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered,
And the taste of apple pie.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling,
And a minnow darting down a stream,
Picked-up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling,
And a win for my home team.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

I thoroughly enjoyed the whole event and the fact that I could join in, I love to sing praises of thankfulness to God, I hope you do too.