The Nuns and the Red Balloon
Excitement, such excitement as we entered single file
We had all been summoned
to the empty conference room
Sister Mary Grace had led the way to switch the lights
All at once, we saw what was to be a big surprise
Centered in the room, a film projector standing tall
Sister Genevieve sat down to helm the old machine
A welcome interlude to break the boredom of the day
We learned the 5th grade class was sent to see
“The Red Balloon”
We quickly stirred to take our seats,
hushed by mortal fear
when we realized who was just about to speak
Sister Ann Marie, Head Mother, cautioned our high spirits
taking her seat as the lights were dimmed again
As our makeshift cinema began to entertain,
enthralled were we to join in the adventures on display
For those who know. “The Red Balloon” and
understand its charm, it’s easy to see why this day
remains so clear
For those who’ve not yet had the chance,
it’s still a lovely film
Full of love and life and even just a touch of magic,
it captivates
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