The llamas in the elevator were real! That picture broke a few records here for circulation. Those were quite the animals. Thanks to Rosie Bohnart who connected us with the 4-Hers who had the llamas at the fair. Rosie’s girls were quite taken with the llamas at the fair, and had several questions for their owners. One thing led to another and soon the girls were leading the llamas around, so tame were they that even a stranger could lead them around the barn at the fair.
Move forward eight months, and here are the llamas, Sky and Zeus, again being led out of an elevator by an even stranger stranger. When I found out how truly tame they were, I decided the llamas really NEEDED to go into some classrooms. Zeus’ ears were about 6’6” from the floor, and they said he is a small llama! I knocked and took them right into the first two classrooms. The looks on the children’s faces were priceless. No one wet their pants, but I think it was close for a few! Their reactions were so different—one little fellow was engrossed in his book, he looked up, with no changed expression, glanced at the llama, and went back to his book. ARE YOU KIDDING ME, SON, THERE IS A LLAMA IN YOUR CLASSROOM. I guess it was a good book. He, too, really made me laugh.
In the gym the llamas, along with their 4-H owners, joined in the limbo with the children during the Mission Carnival. Later the llamas went through a hula hoop one step at a time in the assembly. Even loud noises did not bother them. Nothing seemed to bother them….until. The animals had been inside all afternoon. If they have to relieve themselves, you typically get a little nervous dance and we know to take them out. Well wouldn’t you know it, there in the middle of the ALL SCHOOL assembly, while working his way through the hula hoop, Sky had to go. So he did. We also learned about llama dung. Imagine a really large rabbit, and you’d be close. More compatible with a gym floor than I had imagined. The sixth graders who run the Mission Carnival, and very well I might add, always have a “poop crew” on deck, complete with goggles, gloves, brooms, buckets and industrial dust pans which act like scoops. They looked at one another and sprang into action. The four of them had the approximately 100 little dung balls cleaned up in short order. It wasn’t long at all and the llamas were back.
Even in the midst of the surprise that ensued for the 400+ crowd, the noise didn’t seem to bother the animals at all. What a learning experience on so many levels. Catholic Schools Week at its finest! God be praised!