Regarding Una

One of Jacob and Merry’s favorite Sunday afternoon activities — and by extension one of my favorite things to do on a Sunday afternoon — was reading the beautiful Saint George and the Dragon together. We’d read the book and then act it out, taking turns as George, Una, the dragon. To be honest, I had very little respect for Una. Girl, I know you’re a princess, but why aren’t you killing your own dragon? I always thought while reading the story. It seems like a bit of a cop-out — a dragon is ravaging her kingdom, so she goes off to find a knight to kill the dragon, brings him back, and then goes and waits off to the side while he’s locked in mortal combat with the beast. I mean, really. At least she could help George. ~~~~ It’s been a growing consideration for me, over the course of this year, that perhaps Una’s role is no easier and no less vital than George’s. That, if anything, it may be harder. It is hard to wait and watch and witness desp