My Tiffany Lamp

Growing up I attended our neighborhood Catholic Church. The church was beautiful; it was built from white bricks and surrounded with lush greenery. Every Sunday morning we walked there from our house. We had a big family so it was quite a procession.

What I loved most about the Sunday school room was that it was furnished with several stained glass lamps. The church had been built in the 1800s, so the lighting system was totally outdated. But I loved that about it. The stained glass lamps really created a special ambiance.

I was so excited to go to college and as I was moving into my dorm room I felt a rush of freedom. Yes! I would no longer be stuck under my domineering mother’s bony thumb. My room was on the third floor and had a big window. But after I got all moved in I was saddened to see that the view from my window was blocked by a bulky fire escape. The first day I lived in the dorm was fun, I met a lot of cool people and walked around campus.

But the next morning it was overcast, and with the blocked window it seemed like I didn’t get any additional light into my room. I worried that I wouldn’t have enough light to read or study. I even began to imagine I would flunk out of school! I made a frantic call to my mom and the next day she showed up at my dorm with two beautiful tiffany floor lamps! I think everything will be okay from now on.