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CHILD’S WAY

May- June

dedicated to children everywhere

Bahá’í YEAR 127

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BAHA’I YEAR 127

1. He is The King from The Child’s Way 2. The Science Corner: Experiments with Air by Carl Hoagland 3. Memory Prayer & What's Missing 4. The Egg that Grew Bigger from the Vista Volunteer 5. The Road by Barry Kaufman 7. The Who1e World was Waiting from The Child's Way 8. Houses of Worship: Panama 9; B1otter Painting 10. P1aster and VermicuTite 12. Ca1endar 14. Poster Paint Lift 15. The Stingy 01d Woman from the Vista Volunteer 16. Chuck1es 17. The Adventures of w1111e Nigg1eworm: Ragaman Hagaman and His Concertina by Alice Bacon 20. Poem: Dec1aration of the Báb by Kay Patton 21. The Garden or Roses by Marzieh Gail Green by Tracy Smith 24. Music: Be of Good Cheer

by Mari on Wilcox

Advisory Board: Carole Allen, Ray Johnson, LaNelma Johnson, Maxine Rossman, Mark Rossman, Helen Sousa, Donald Streets

Contributing Edifors: Barbara Cook, Robert Har’r, Mol‘ly King, David Lepard, James Nelson

Art Illustrator and Consultant: Di-ane Paquef Subscription Service: LaNelma Johnson Managing Editors: David Lepard, Mdered Lepard

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CH I LD'S WAY

V01. 2, No. 3

Editor's Note

Dear Friends of CHILD’S WAY,

The feeling of Summer is really

in the air! we hope that you will enjoy this issue even though it is a little late in getting out.

Are you attending to attend a Bahá’í summer school this year?

We sure hope so. Why don't you plan to take along some of the past issues to share with others—you might even have time to complete some of the craft projects.

Our Subscription Editor is happy to announce that we have recently begun to receive a steady flow of new subscriptions. You all really must be getting out there to help. We appreciate the many ideas that have been sent to us for increasing participation too. With your continued help and support this may become a banner year for CHILD'S WAY. '

You may start looking fbrward to an exciting new feature in the next issue———surprisel

Sincerely ,

THE EDITORS OF CHILD'S WAY MAGAZINE

[Page 1]He is the King,J[ke all Knowing, the Wise! L0,Uwe Nightingale. of Paradise

‘ smge’dn upon the tw‘gs 0F the Fee of Eternity... “'

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- THE SCIENCE CORNER

MATERIALS Experiments with Air

Glass of water

by Carl Hoagland

Note card or stiff paper

PROCEDURE > Fill a glass full of water. Be

sure that the water comes right to the top.

Hold the piece of stiff paper or ‘ . note card over the glass and carefully turn the glass upside down.

Take your hand away from the cardboard.

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wa can you explain why the water does not run out. Does the air push upward? What keeps the cardboard from falling?

MATERIALS Drinking glass

Mixing bowl or large jar of water

Sheet of paper

PROCEDURE

Crumble a sheet of paper and push it into the bottom of a drinking glass.

Turn the glass over and push it straight down into a large jar or bowl of water.

Does the paper get wet? Why? Do you think that air takes up space?

If the experiment has been done properly, the air surrounding the paper cannot change places with the water.

[Page 3]MEMORY PRAYER

How are your memory prayers coming? The one which follows was given by 'Abdu'l—Baha. One important way to worship God is by helping others.

Have mercy, 0 Lord, on the feebIe, make whole the sick.

Some words of Bahá’u’lláh you may wish to remember are these:

O Son of Spirit!

My first counseI is this: Possess a pure, kindIy and radiant heart, that thine may be a sovereignty ancient, imperishabIe and everIasting.

WHAT'S MISSING?????

A Letter of the alphabet is missing between some of the letters shown below. If you'll write the proper letters in the correct spaces, the puzzle Will reveal something important you should know.

T H M 0 N H 0 M A Y H A S F 0 R I M 0 R A T B A H A ' I H 0 L Y D Y S: T H E A N I V R S R Y O F T H D E C L R T I N 0 T E B A B, T H B I R T H 0 F 'A B D U ‘ L - B A H A, T E A S C E N S I O N 0 F B A H A '

I U ' L L A H, A D T E T W E L F T H D Y O R I D V A N

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Egg that Grew Bigger while

the Man was Singing

from the Vista Volunteer

A certain man had eteven sons and the youngest one was the son of his second wife. Before the man died he gave to each of the ten etder sons three head of cattte, but to the youngest he gave a smatt egg and totd him to keep it outside, far from the corral (a pen for farm antmats) and to sing to it.

The father died and the youngest son used to go and sing to the egg and the egg swetted and went on swetttng unttt it was very big, bigger than a house.

After a time, the youngest son was afraid of it and ctimbed up a tree when he was singing to it.

At tast, one day when he was singing, the egg burst and antmats of every kind came out---oxen, sheep, goats in numbers. He then built his own corral and ttved happtty. That is

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A man had been traveling for many days looking for the town of He had wa1ked many mi1es in search of the wonderfu] town.

Happyvi11e. At the exact point

Late one afternoon he came to a fork in the road. where the road divided there was a rock, a very 1arge rock. On top of

the rock a young boy was seated playing a musica] instrument.

The man went over to the boy and asked, ”Can you please te11 me which road I shou1d take to get to Happyv111e?”

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[Page 6]The Road

The boy stopped pTaying and said, "You can take the road to the Teft which is the Tong but short way; or you can take the road to the right which is the short but long way."

The man became angry, I'You speak in riddTes, a1] I asked was how to get to HappyviTTe. What do you mean Tong but short, or short but Tong?"

The boy went back to his guitar and expTained once again, "You can take the road to the left which is the Tong but short way, or you can take the road to the right which is the short but Tong way.“

By now the man was even angrier than before. "I cannot stand your foolishness, I am going to take the road to the right which is short

but long.“

The man started-down the road to the right. When he went a very short distance he came upon a river with the town of Happyville clearly on the other side. The man looked a1] around but he cou1d not find a way to cross over the river.

His face turned red with anger. He then went back to the fork in the road where the boy was stiTT pTaying his guitar. The man yeTTed, "You speak of long but short and short but Tong, but this road leads to a river and there is no bridge!”

The boy stopped playing and said softTy, "You took the short but long road. If you woqu have taken the Tong but short road you would have had to walk a Tittle further but you woqu have come to a bridge which crosses the river and Teads right into Happyvi11e.”

MoraTe: We are a1] Tooking for HappyviiTe and sometimes the path seems so cTear and easy. But watch out. . . the short road may reaTTy be the long one and the road that looks a Tittle more difficuit may actuaTTy lead you to happiness sooner.

[Page 7]THE WHOLE WORLD WAS WAITING

adapted from an article appearing in The Child's Way

It was around sunset--—that beautiful red-gold time of day when there is a quiet feeling in the air———when a young man, Mullá Ḥusayn (Mola—Hosayn) passed through the gates to enter a strange city. The city was Shíráz, in the land of Persia. Persia is now called, Iran.

Can you think how it feels'to go to a new place? There's a feeling of adventure, for a new place away from home is always exciting to Visit. Mullá Ḥusayn was excited too--—but in a very special way because he was looking for someone-—-someone he had never met. He was not sure where or when he would find him. In fact, most people around the whole world were looking for this same Person, yet only a few, like Mulla Husayn, left their homes to seek Him.

It was near the entrance of the city of Shíráz that a kind Man invited Mullá Ḥusayn to his home. There he gave him fresh water to wash off the dust from his travels and made him some tea. Though Mulla Husayn did not know why the Man was being so kind to him, he felt happy in His presence and stayed for evening prayers with the young Prophet of God whose importance he felt so strongly.

After they had prayed and talked together the Báb told Hulla Husayn who He was. It was a startling moment for Mullá Ḥusayn. His search was over! His prayers had been answered and he sat in the same room with the Báb (Bob).

Darkeness settled down over the city and all the people slept while Mullá Ḥusayn sat up the whole night listening to the wondrous voice of the Báb chanting prayers and explaining many things which Mullá Ḥusayn had not understood before. Thought soon others would find Him and believe in the new Prophet of God, the Báb told Mullá Ḥusayn that he was greatly blessed because he was the first to find and believe in Him.

When the call to morning prayer sounded and the city awoke, Mulla Husayn left the home of the Báb with his great secret. Because Mulla Husayn wished and prayed and chose to look for Him, you and I know about the Báb today.

Bahá’ís all over the world celebrate this important event on May 23. It is called, the Declaration of the Báb. To "declare” means to make known, or make clear and as the Báb made known to Mullá Ḥusayn His Presence and His purpose on earth, we call it the Declaration of the Báb.

If you want to know more about this beautiful meeting between Mulla Husayn and the Báb, and if you want to know what the Báb told Mulla Husayn that night of May 23, 1844, read the "The Story of the Báb," in God and His Messengers, and the stories about Him in Children's Stories from The Dawn Breakers.

[Page 8]HOUSE OF WORSHIP

Panama

Thus far we have discussed three Bahá’í Houses of Worship which have been built in various locations around the world. They are located in Wilmette, Illinois; in Sidney Australia; and in Frankfurt, Germany. You may recall that the Houses of Worship will always have nine doors and a dome, but otherwise may be of almost any design. The doors are open to people of all religions and races for prayer and meditation.

Another "dawning—place of praises" is now being built in the Republic of Panama near Panama City. You can read more about it in Bahá’í News, Nos. 441 and 469.

Panama is located between the countries of Costa Rica in Central America and Columbia in South America. The Canal which joins the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea crosses through Panama. Can you find it on a map? Panama has an area slightly smaller than the state of South Carolina.

The long mountain chain that begins in Alaska and reaches down to the southern tip of Chile passes through Panama. The country is about 480 miles long from east to west and varies from 30 to 120 miles in width. Enclosed by the mountains are many well—drained valleys and plains which have not been developed due to lack of roads and other forms of transportation. Eastern Panama has large expanses of tropical jungle.

The climate is tropical and quite humid. Temperatures average about 80 degrees in the lowlands and around 55 degrees in the mountains, with

little seasonal variation.

Because of its geographical position, ' ‘--_ has attracted people from

all parts of the world. Most of it ' , population are of ra_: 4 _.. ”J2.“

1y mixed ancestry. Spanish is t .ge. der ' the population are Roman Catho ' “-‘-' and separation of chur,u _;.

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Watercolors India ink White blotters _Sponge

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- Place blotter on wax paper to avoid wetting your table.

Wet blotter with sponge.

Paint with watercolors any subject you like-——perhaps

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Now paint with your ink over 'the watercolors. You may have to re-wet the paper to get the .fuzzy effect of the ink on the wet blotter paper. Try draw .. ing lines With a pen and the ink. ‘

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[Page 14]MATERIALS

Construction paper or heavy paper

Thick poster paint India ink

PROCEDURE

Paint a design with thick

poster paint. A scene, portrait or figure might be fuh. Make sure the colors have spaces of unpainted paper between them.

Be sure to paint some kind of background. Don't fill it all in with color. Leave spaces of unpainted paper.

Let dry thoroughly.

When dry, cover completely with india ink.

Let dry overnight. ‘Wash under cold water. The water and paint will push the

ink away leaving only the blank spaces black.

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j V "Good day,” said the wizard. "I sme11ed your cakes and thought you might give me some, as I am very hungry." .

Now the 01d lady was stingy. She said, ”These are much too big to give away., ú1 bake you a smalier one.” And she did. ‘

But when she took it out of the oven, she Said, ”I'm afraid this is too big to give away. ú1 bake a sma11er one.” And she did. , , \ But when she took it out, shexsaid again, "This is too big. I'T1 bake a sma11er one.” And she did this so many times that at last she

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"This is too sma11 to give away. she said. _

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, "Now, old woman, you'11 have to Bore and bore ih the wood of trees to get something to eat,“ he to1d her.

He made himself a medium—size cake and went on his way.

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[Page 17]Ragaman Hagaman and His Concertina

Ragaman Hagaman was not an ordinary earthworm. He was a worm of ta1ent. He played his concertina and charmed a11 of the earthworms Of Amenta. The children especia11y 1oved Ragaman Hagaman. His fame had even spread to the next burro town of Dementia where the topsy-turvy children 1ived. The rhythm of Ragaman Hagaman's concertina soothed a11 the topsy-turvy children and soon they wou1d 1augh and dance and forget their sadness. When Ragaman Hagaman p1ayed in Dementia, a11 the children imagined they were silkworms 1iv1ng in 1uxury and eating mu]berry 1eaves a1] day. Then they were happy indeed. But when they remembered that they were just earthworms who had to tunne] dirt to eat, they became sad and they cried and moaned.

THE ADVENTURES OF WILLIE WIGGLEWORM by Alice Bacon ‘

[Page 18]WILLIE Cont.

Ragaman Hagaman had made his mother very sad when he was a little boy too. He was different from the other worm children. He liked to settle his segments down on the cool moist soil of Amentia and hum a little tune which he had made up. Little tunes were always making themselves up in his head. He would not learn to tunnel in the earth, but just watched the other children all the time while smiling and humming, "dey—dey—le-lum."

Finally Mama Hagaman took Ragaman to see old Doctor Cy who listened to all ten of his hearts, looked at his tonsils, and pronounced him in perfect health.

"But he will not learn tunneling," sobbed his poor mother.

Old Doctor Cy patted Ragaman Hagaman. "Tell me, Ragaman, what would you LIKE to do? Come, lie down here on my couch."

So Ragaman Hagaman hummed his little tune, "dum—dum-de-lay," for old Doctor Cy and he told him that more than anything under the earth, he wanted a concertina on which to play his little songs. He'd watched the other children bumping into the soil and eating and tunneling, but he found resting and humming tunes much more pleasant. Tunneling made him tired and humming made him happy—-—and there you were! But he really needed a concertina in order to improve.

In despair, Ragaman Hagaman's mother had gotten him a concertina, and from that day to this, he had been happy, making up tunes and playing them in Amentia and Dementia. The older he got, the better he played and the more the people loved his wild tunes or his soft 50othing tunes. And especially the children of Dementia who loved imagining themselves silkwormsi

One night Willie Wiggleworm told Monster about Ragaman Hagaman. And Monster bounced around in bed so excitedly that Willie was almost blown off the bedpost.

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[Page 19]”Yes, he p1ays a concertina!“ affirmed Wi111e Nigg1ewonn. ”How can a worm play a concertina?" demanded Monster.

"Most worms can't.“ said N1111e ca1m1y, "But Ragaman Hagaman is different-——he's a worm with ta1ent!"

”I must---I simp1y must hear him p1ay!” said Monster.

”But you get so earth-quaky when you come to Amentia.“ comp1ained

Wi11ie. ”Last time you nearly blew down a11 the houses.

”Then I w111 1ie on the ground and you bring Ragaman Hagaman to the top of the garden."

l‘Maybe he won't come. He wou1d not 1earn to tunne] when he was a

1itt1e worm.” confided N1111e.

”Why does everyone in Amentia HAVE to 1earn to tunne1?” asked

Monster.

”Funny, funny Monster!" said Wi11ie. ”Don't you know that gardens wou1d not grow if we didn't tunne] and bring up dirt to the top of the world? My father said, 'As the earthworm digs, so the nation rises.l He read it in the paper!"

"I have carrots in my garden.” said Monster. "Did you worms he1p

them grow?"

”Deed we did.” said w1111e, getting bumptious and dangling his segments off the bedpost dangerously.

"Then I guess you must a1] 1earn to tunne1.” said Monster. “But I think Ragaman Hagaman has the best job playing a concertina. You must arrange it so I can hear him. Wi11 ya Ni11ie, wi11 ya?"

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[Page 20]DECLARATION OF THE 343 by Kay Patton

The b1essed Bab, His turban green, Shone bright upon the Persian scene.

Sent by God to bring His 1ove And His 1aws from above.

'Twas Mu11a Husayn the Báb first to1d About His Mission and trust to ho1d.

Daunt1ess, courageous, brave and true, The Dawn-Breakers had a task to do.

Of fighting enemies of His Cause; Only death cou1d bring a pause,

Gaining victory for the Báb, Imprisoned and hated by the mob.

Alas, the Báb was shot and dead, But victory f011owed in His stead

For His Faith remained a1ive And soon His Promised One arrived!

[Page 21]This story comes from a book that is seven hundred years 01d--The Garden of Roses, by Persia's Sa'di (1184?-1291). Eve in th days we doubt if the story was new:

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A certain caliph conquered the land of Egypt,

and appointed an ignorant man to rule over it. . /

As he sat on the throne a delegation of Egyptian farmers appeared before him with a complaint.

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[Page 22]Willie cont.

"Maybe he won't pIay for you. After a1], you ARE a monster you know!

"But I'm a good Monster and I wouIdnLt hurt a wormi" said Monster. So NiIIie NiggIeworm promised to speak to Ragaman Hagaman about a speciaI concert at the top of the garden.

"TeII him I wiII give him one of my nickeIs.” said Monster generous 1y.

”Nickels?" said WiIIie, humping himseIf in disgust. ”What wouId Ragaman Hagaman do with nickeIs? He doesn't even have to buy his supper or tunnel to get it. A11 the other worms save their choice Ieaf mold so Ragaman Hagaman can pIay his tunes for them.

"NeII, ask him what I have that he wants theni” said Monster.

Willie Wiggieworm returned the next night with sad news. "Ragaman Hagaman won't come to the top of the garden to pIay for you. He said he doesn't want anything that you couId give him!"

"Not anything?" said Monster, astonished.

"Not anything." said WiIIie. "He said he wouIdn't even be the mayor of Amentia!"

"Is HE topsy—turvy?" asked Monster.

"No,” defended WiIIie Wiggieworm. "Ragaman Hagaman is just--different! He has a1] the sand stew and Ieaf moId that he wants without tunneIing. He plays his tunes a1] day Iong and aII the peopIe Iove him.

He waid there wasn't anything in the big monster world worth having.

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[Page 23]Monster turned away from Wi11ie to hide his tears of disappointment. Finaily he said, ”Nouid YOU rather p1ay a concertina a1] day than heip make our garden grow?"

Wiliie considered this thoughtfuiiy. Then he said, “I haven't got a concertinai" So he went right on a1] his 1ife heiping gardens to grow‘

That very night--—it was Tuesday and on Tuesdays Mom-Abbie made caramel cookies---she said to Daddy-A] who was having a iate snack of the cookies in the kitchen: ”David is tossing around tonight in his sleep mumbling, ‘dey-dey-ie—ium'—--or something!"

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CHORDS: C C C C

1. Good morn-ing, good Eorn—ing, Good morn—ing my dear,

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Be friend—ly and help—ful, yes all the day long F c ’67 c’

And come ye with laugh-ter and come with a song.

The flowers in the meadow, The birds in the air,

The sheep in the pasture, All Speak of God's care.

Be thankful and happy, Reflecting His Love,

And know that your blessings, All come from above.

be of good cheer

Words and Music by Marion Wilcox