Assembly: myths and legends
Equipment: OHP acetates and
pens.
Quiz. Two teams, when a team answers a question,
to play noughts and crosses on the OHP.
Questions
1 What colour was the knight that SirGawain
had to fight against?
Writing your own legend
Once upon a time, a very
long time ago, a certain King called King Brown ruled the land. He was very , and liked eating .
Everyone was
of him.
One day, behold! a brave
knight called
arrived at King Brown’s Castle.
The Castle looked like a , and the brave night knocked on the
door. “Please let me in!” he
shouted. King Brown took one look at
him and .
“You’d better come in then,” he said.
“What can I do for you?”
“Aha!” said the brave
knight. “I am in search of a fair
maiden, who will look after me in my old age and cook me when I am hungry.”
“No problem,” said King Brown. “I know just the one. She’s called and she lives in a .There is only one
thing-her hobby is .
Are you sure you can cope?”
“Verily,” said our brave
knight.
“Oh, and one more thing,”
said King Brown. “Before you can marry
her you must bring me a
.” “You must be joking,” said
the knight.
“No I am not joking,” said
King Brown, “And you had better get on with it before I .”.
So our brave knight went
off on his
to look for .It took him a long time, in fact
took him years.
On the way he saw a
fierce .
“ ,” he said. “I’m not afraid of you.” And he the with his favourite .
Soon he found the…………………and
brought it back to King Brown. “About
time,” said King Brown. “I thought you
must have gone to………………………..”
“Can I have my fair maiden
now?” said the knight.
“Yes, here you are,” said
King Brown. So the knight and the
maiden got married in a………………and lived happily ever after in………………………..The end.
The problem with lots of
these stories is that they make us think that the only important people are the
people who do big things and brave things.
None of us is ever going to have a myth or a legend written about our
lives, but to God our lives are like a story that is just as important as any
adventure by a King or a knight. I’m
going to read some verses from one of my favourite parts of the Bible.
Psalm 139, v. 13 to 16.
For it was you who formed
my inward parts;
You knit me together in my mother’s
womb.
I praise you, for I am
fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
That I know very well.
My frame was not hidden
from you, when I was being made in secret.
Your eyes saw my unformed
body.
In your book were written
the days that were formed for me,
When none of them as yet
existed.
To God the most important
story is your life and my life. He
doesn’t expect us to be heroes or heroines but just to know that to him every day
of our lives is an adventure which he will remember for ever, even if other
people don’t put us in their story books.
Pray.