Although my Corps (surprisingly) does not have a tambourine lady, I have seen my share of them. For some of the older Corps, you know exactly who I am talking about. She sits in the back, complains when she can’t hear, and always has her tambourine at the ready (which is being used less and less with the Hallelujah Choruses being utilized).
This lady grew up as the warrior salvationist. Her parents were officers. Her grandparents were officers. In fact, she can trace her family back to William Booth. To you, she has always been the oldest person in the Corps, but she still has that salvation fire inside of her.
Now considering her tambourine, it has seen better days. She, of course, was the timbrel brigade leader for nearly 40 years (she’s been begging the Corps Officer for a chance to perform). She will pull out her tambourine during every peppy song and bang it the loudest she can while giving a little flick of the wrist between every beat. Like any good tambourine lady, she is never in tempo with the band and the young people always look over when she starts.
Now, we are lucky: at least she only brought a tambourine. While she does have a Bible and her Salvation Army flag, she doesn’t look exactly like this:
We love you tambourine lady!
Question: What is the strangest thing you have experienced at your Corps/church?