Is glue-gunning tiny sparkly eggs to cardboard hats really the best use of a grown-up person’s time?
I realised what I was in for early on in the piece. It was a conversation I
deliberately eavesdropped casually overheard at the local coffee shop the other day.
Cappuccino woman: I am thinking eggs this year. Fried eggs.
Skim latte woman: Well I have been at Spotlight all morning and this year I am going pink. Several shades.
Cappuccino woman: But I am going pink! Pink eggs. I envisaged a large fried egg surrounded by multiple smaller eggs.
For a moment I wondered what the barista had put in their brews until I looked at the date and realised that only weeks away was the annual Easter Hat parade – a fine tradition amongst Australian primary schools.
When I was a kid the Easter bonnet was a cardboard affair you whipped up in craft time at school. A few painted eggs, some glitter glue and if you were super organised scratch and sniff stickers.
These days it is glue guns at three paces.
There are even prizes for the tallest, the prettiest, the most elegant, and the craftiest. (Just like Australia’s Next Top Model.)
Gone are the days of fluffy chicks and cut-out-felt bunnies. This is serious craft.
There are marbled cut-outs and chick strewn creations. There is paper mache and polystyrene eggs. There is glitter and sequins and sparkles. There is taffeta and feathers. It’s like the Mardi Gras and the Melbourne Cup colliding.
Before my kids started school I was naive. I thought that Easter Hat parades were a quaint primary school tradition for the children.