This week, out of the kindness of my heart, I agreed to be a tribal leader for my mother's Vacation Bible School at her church. I was told I wouldn't have to do anything; just escort kids from one class to another and that I wouldn't have teach anything! In reality, this turns out not to be the case. One: I have to provide discipline. Two: I have to pass out their snack and all the frickin' joy that goes with that. (I have 3rd graders who apparently still aren't old enough to understand the concept of sitting down and being quiet.) and Three: Yesterday, I think it was, my dear mother suggested that the tribes discuss how God loves us. Doesn't this sound like teaching to you?
On the bright side, I have two assistants who are around 13, I think. The girl is, thankfully, one of the more competent of that age. To me, from my assisting with two middle school age church school classes many years apart, this is a slowly dying breed. The boy is all right: he doesn't complain when given a task but takes no initiative.
On the really bright side, I just finished the third day so only two more days and then a dental cleaning. Somehow I think that's fitting...
On the bright side, I have two assistants who are around 13, I think. The girl is, thankfully, one of the more competent of that age. To me, from my assisting with two middle school age church school classes many years apart, this is a slowly dying breed. The boy is all right: he doesn't complain when given a task but takes no initiative.
On the really bright side, I just finished the third day so only two more days and then a dental cleaning. Somehow I think that's fitting...
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