Clang clang clang! And the Easter Egg Hunt officially began!
The Yellow Group ran in full speed. They were warned beforehand that the yellow eggs were a lot smaller than the red and blue ones, and they have no time to lose.
The Blue and Red Group had an edge – their assigned eggs were not only bigger, the team is composed of older children, too.
The Type 1 Parents ran after their kids, cameras swaying on their necks. They’re the ones who stay in the background just to take pictures and carry their kid’s pile of prizes.
The Type 2 Parents, however, don’t carry cameras. They wear running shoes, and are ready to cheat, er, “help,” their kids in each activity, despite assurances that all kids are guaranteed to get a prize.
The Blue Group decided to strategize. They divided themselves into smaller groups to handle the different areas of the village. The Red Group and Yellow Group, on the other hand, decided to stick with their other teammates.
The clock is ticking, and they only have a few minutes to spare. Energy was running high. Everyone was aggressively crawling under the bushes, and lifting pots and plants. A victory scream signals a newly discovered hiding place – and an obvious message to the rest to run towards the source of the scream.
Children seem to be more mindful of the rules, and do not hesitate to reprimand: “Mommy, don’t touch the blue eggs! We can only touch red!”
But Type 2’s don’t listen. They deprive the children the glory of finding the eggs themselves, and they deprive the other adults of hearing more pleasing victory screams.
Clang clang clang! The 15 minutes are up! High pitched screams filled the air, as the kids ran at full speed towards the Gazebo.
The Type 2s can still be found on their knees looking for the hidden eggs.
The Type 1s were unmindful of them, and ran back with their kids, cheering, laughing, cameras clicking.
And the winner is: the Yellow Group! The Gazebo was shaking with kids jumping up and down. Delighted shrieks came from the Blue and Red Group, who didn’t expect that they would be given “consolation” prizes.
The egg counting was finished, and all prizes awarded, and yet the Type 2’s were still trying to sneak in the eggs into their kids’ baskets.
But there was childlike laughter, tickles, giggles, and screams of delight, and suddenly, the Type 2s weren’t such a big deal anymore.
Chette is the unofficial organizer of various children’s activities. Preparing for the Easter Egg Hunt and Painting Contest took much of her Holy Week break, but she said it’s totally worth it.
She is looking forward to the upcoming Kite Flying and Halloween Costume Contest, and sincerely hopes that parents will finally learn to let go.