The
little wolf Timpani * is a real ball of fire. He loves skateboarding and rock
music.
In
the last April morning he visited his grandparents who live in the meadow, near
Daffodil’s Bridge. The aged wolf was recollecting as in the past all the
neighbors gathered at the roadside shrine with a figure of Holy Mary, they sang
for Her glory and fervently prayed for the fulfillment of their hearts’ desires.
‘Some
people wrote down for whom or what they pray, and this notes landed in a wicker
basket located at the feet of Our Lady’, granny added.
‘
Some day you mum cared for this place, but after her death any new ‘guardian’ did
not turn up, and we lack the strength to
look after it’, grandpa’s voice
trembled.
Suddenly
the little wolf, absorbed by the new idea (which came to his head), ran out of
the grandparents’ house. He got on a skateboard. He past the meadow and Daffodils’
Bridge in a hurry... He stopped only at the yard in front of his house.
‘We
have no time to lose!’, he shouted to his dad.
‘What
do you mean?’
‘Tomorrow
begins the May devotions to the Holy Mary and the shrine at Daffodils’ Bridge is
not ready yet ... We have to act!’
Timpani’s
dad rolled up his sleeves and restored the figure of Holy Mary. The little wolf
thoroughly cleaned all the benches. Even his younger sister was ready to help:
she picked armful of wild-flowers for ‘Mummy in Heaven’.
‘Oh
Holy Mary, I greet you,
Oh
Holy Mary, I love you,
Oh
Holy Mary, bless us
all
your children ...’
Thus
began the May devotion conducted by Timpani’s grandma. On the first day the
wolf pack played alone. Timpani played on four huge kettledrums the most
beautiful melodies, in which he rhythmically struck with sticks wrapped in
felt; Dad chose saxophone; Timpani’s sister had triangle; and grandparents sang
traditional songs for Holy Mary’s glory.
During
the following days, the neighbours joined - firstly the closest, then outer,
who love behind Daffodils’ Bridge. At the end of May, all the benches were
filled with absorbed in prayers both children and elderly residents of Instrumentshire.
The
little wolf Timpani had no mummy and perhaps because of it time spent with the
Heavenly Mother – Holy Mary during May devotions was so precious for him.
* In both Italian and English ‘timpani’ simply means kettledrums. |