Let The Sunshine In

One of the enduring lessons of life…

Dear Reader:

The SUN has always been the key object of ancient civilizations’ spiritual rituals …to present day’s appreciation. And this devotion doesn’t stop with just the enjoyment of the sun and all the fun opportunities it affords us ( though as children we thought so) especially on disappointing rainy Saturday’s .

But since my first ten childhood years from birth on… were influenced by polio, libraries, and the Mothers March of Dimes… the sun became equated to happiness... quite early on.

Rain or shine Saturday morning mother took me and my two brothers to the local library to return and check out two selections per child.

It was outside with tents set up for rainy days and the special days when we got there early enough to hand our dime ( each) from our weekly allowance to the nice lady at the desk.

Posters Everywhere promoted the March of Dimes Polio Campaign started with FDR… our only President wheelchair bound from his own encounter with polio.

It was a HUGE day when we siblings had all contributed enough dimes to receive a dime coin collection money-holder in a miniature replication of an iron lung. ( all the people in the library started clapping for us!!!)

( My earliest nightmares came from evening news reports of children confined in iron lungs-even at that early age I was terrible claustrophobic! )

It was Sunday-afternoons that I feel sure mother prayed for sunshine to get us kids out of the house playing with neighborhood friends while she had her sacred reading time… we kids knew that we needed to handle our three hours of freedom and unless it was a real emergency stay outside!

Mother had already gotten us up whining …to go to Sunday School and Church, eaten the best meal of the week and now mother had her 3 happy hours to read and not be interrupted! She was an avid reader until she passed and my brothers and I have carried this love within us throughout life! Sunshine and reading!

Now let’s jump ahead a couple of decades to the seventies … my husband and I went to a National Educators Conference held in New Orleans… we decided not to stay in the huge hotel where the conference was being held but to stay in the French Quarters soaking up the flavor of its history near Jackson Square. I remember that weekend was frigidly cold but the sun was out shining brightly!

Billy Davis Jr and wife Marilyn McCoo-once part of the Fifth Dimension

We saw where Billy Davis Jr and Marilyn McCoo were the top entertainment at the conference and were performing songs from their old group/The Fifth Dimension … when they sang ” Let the Sun Shine In” the crowd went crazy!!! A wonderful memorable night and after the performance they both came over and shook our hands personally as well as everyone else -unforgettable evening

Fifth Dimension-Let the Sun Shine in!

In Psalm 136:8 scripture reads: The sun to rule over the day , for His steadfast LOVE endures forever.” ( we humans love sunshine because we feel God’s love directed straight at us! )

Yesterday January 30 was filled with sunshine… no blend of both clouds and snatches of sun… but Sun All Day! How could we not be happy feeling God’s love fall on us… me in the courtyard … yesterday watching Rebekah smiling in the sunlight during an act of kindness for another that would change her life forever!

So until tomorrow …bring sunshine to another through an act of kindness!

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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