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One Money
by Kimberly Dawn Rempel
In the Sunday school class,
six children cluster
around the plywood table.
Smiling Jesus stickers
and finger paint pictures
cover paneled walls.
The plastic offering bowl
is passed from child to child.
Amy, toying with blonde tendrils,
reveals her palm of pennies.
The children gasp at her wealth.
She has at least ten pennies.
She beams
and spills them slowly into the bowl
batting her eyes at the clanging.
The plastic bowl jingles
as it passed to Andrew.
He meets my eyes
as he holds one yellow loony,
and mumbles,
“I only have one money.”
It takes all I have
not to laugh
at his shame. |
