We stood in the graveyard in front of the church while the procession including Jesus on a donkey and his followers bearing palm fronds moved toward us. As they came closer, the procession became more violent as the crowd turned against Jesus. When the soldiers took Jesus, four-year old Elna started crying. And when Jesus was mounted on the cross, she became hysterical, sobbing and crying, to the extent that Ann felt she had to step away from the others to calm Elna.
Then the group moved on to the grave at the next station, Elna and Ann stayed behind. Josef joined the group. When Elna saw Jesus walk away from the cross, she started running toward the group at the grave and when she spotted Josef she started shouting very loudly – over and over again –. “Papa, papa, Jesus lives. Papa, papa, Jesus lives.” The group couldn’t stop laughing or contemplating the significance of little Elna’s words.
What’s more charming than the innocence of a child in action.
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