Mad respect for Auntie Ruby, who used to round us hooligans up to perform entire children’s musicals. Here is a handful of OANSA and Mi Esperanza chums singing an off-key but earnest rendition of “Christ is the King” (some of whom learned the song twenty minutes before hand; also why the lyrics are jumbled).

Lining up to head into the sanctuary.

Waiting not so patiently for R to finish preaching.