This blog is comprised of Saint of the Week stories I have been writing for my youth groups in Rocky Mountain House and Sylvan Lake. Each week we act out the life of another saint in what is called a "Spontaneous Melodrama." Choose volunteer actors for each role in the story, then read the story, pausing when necessary to let the actors say their lines. This is a dynamic and fun way to learn the stories of the saints, although sometimes historical precision is sacrificed for flow. Feel free to try this in your group!

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

St Gerard


St Gerard

Gerard, Father, Mother, other tailor, boy, fishers(3), priests (2), poor (3), Hanky lady

Gerards’ father was a tailor, and he was always creating fashionable outfits.  One day when Gerard was 12, his father died.  Gerard’s mother sent him to work for another tailor, but this man was curel, and would beet Gerard severely.  Gerard never told anyone, but eventually the man was was caught by Gerards’  Mother, and was forced to quit.

Gerard went on to be a priest.  He had a reputation for holiness, and could perform miracles.  One day a boy fell off a cliff, and died.  Gerard helped the boy up, and said like Dr. Frankenstien  “You’re alive, a-li-i-i-ve!” 

Another time there was a group of fishers out in a boat on the water, and a storm came up. The boat was tossed on the waves, and fishers screamed saying “We are going to die!”  Suddenly Gerard came walking on water to where they were and said “Follow me!”, and they all rowed the boat after him to where they were safe.

Yet another time when the priests were handing out bread to the poor, the priests said “This is not nearly enough bread!”  Gerard said “I got it”, did a little a prayer, and the bread was multiplied.

Gerard could also look at you and read your conscience, and know what sins you committed.  And he could be in 2 places at once!

Though he was known for being a saint, a lady accused him saying “This man is the father of my child!”.  The crowd gasped, and whispered “scandalous!” 

But Gerard just remained silent.

So eventually the lady said “JK, LOL. It was another man.”

And the crowd laughed with relief.

One day while walking, Gerard dropped his hanky.  A lady ran to him and said “sir, you dropped this!”  But Gerard said “Keep it, you may need it one day!”

Gerard got tuberculosis, coughed like crazy, and died when he was only 29 years old.

But after he was dead, the lady who found the hanky one day was pregnant.  But she was in great pain, and thought the baby in her womb would die.  She remembered the saints hanky, so she held it to her belly, and suddenly she felt better.  She later gave birth to a healthy baby.

St Gerard-  Pray for us!

 

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