One thing I liked about Granny was if I ever wanted to be quiet-like for a while, all I’d hafta do is ask her a question about the Great Leader, and she’d talk about him for as long as I could stay awake, and about his son, the Dear Leader, too. She wasn’t no good at made-up fairy tales like Grandmother had been, but when she’d talk about either of the two Kims, she’d sorta youngen up if that makes any sense, and it was more like talking to an older aunt or maybe a younger great-aunt and not an old woman with white hair you call Granny though you ain’t related none at all.
One of my favorite stories was the one where the Dear Leader gets himself born. “He was a gift to the whole world, sent to us at just the right time,” Granny’d say, and I wish Pastor coulda heard her ’cause he’d get some ideas on how to make his sermons more interesting so people don’t get tempted to nap through them so much. “The heavens knew he was to be a blessed child, and so two angels spread a rainbow in the sky so the whole world could recognize the miracle of his birth.” If she was around now, I’d ask Granny how come the whole world coulda seen it, what with the earth being round and all, but back then I didn’t right know about all that stuff and nonsense. I didn’t even know what a rainbow was exactly, so I figured it was something you could look at no matter where you was.
“The two angels who got to hold the ends of the rainbow made the other angels jealous,” Granny told me, and if it weren’t for that white hair, you’d think she was Mama’s age or maybe a smidge older on account of her talking so dreamy-like. It just didn’t seem to me like something a really old lady’d do. “So two more angels put together another rainbow, and they spread it across the sky, and the people rejoiced because they knew a savior had been born to them at last.”
And sometimes, Teacher, when Pastor’s reading us the Advent devotions he’s got or I’m sitting through the Christmas story like we’ve been doing in church these past couple Sundays, I wonder why Matthew or Mark or any of them other apostles didn’t think to include rainbows in there, too.
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