There are multiple Sunday School teachers in my current ward – team teaching the same classes – including the youth class. I find it odd in a way – though I understand the need for variety. I don’t think the two instructors who face the youth currently are the greatest choice.
When Wade taught the youth, I believe they fully related to him – as they really are not that many years apart – or so it appears. I know that Wade is actually older than fresh out of high school – he just has that youthful look. He was released to take on another call. And so it was Lori and I who’d been called to teach.
Lori’s husband attended the class along with Wade and each would contribute to the lesson with such force and such power it was no surprise that they had all been called to serve or work with the youth. Except me. I mean, I didn’t fully relate to the youth when I was one of them. I had already felt like the “grandma” of the group when I had served in young women’s almost twenty years ago. So given the circumstances, I feel even further removed than I had then.
Lori was put in the primary and the one who has newly been called seems just as distant from the youth as I am – though her husband currently serves in young men’s and has some character with the youth – a lot more than Kim and I anyway.
I have gone to Sunday School the last two weeks, but have left right after class. Last week Kim’s husband contributed quite a bit to my lesson as well as Jack, the only youth present last week. But the fact that he allowed himself to be a part of the class was such a great thing. And I was grateful for Mike’s comments as well.
Kim has taught only one lesson and had told Roland that she and Mike would be out of town this week. He told me that on Friday. And so Saturday I tried to scrape up some more material and ended up getting Wade to substitute my class yesterday. I still have a cough I’d rather not share, and Jenna is in far worse shape than I am.
So yesterday morning we watched videos – well, she did anyway. I hadn’t put in “Veggie Tales” to keep with a Sunday theme. I wasn’t even thinking about that.
She thanked me, especially when “Dave and the Giant Pickle” came on. I think “Rack, Shack and Benny” is actually her favorite – but I had not recorded that one. She wasn’t big on Veggie Tales when we had daily access. Now that we don’t have access anymore, that’s what she would like to watch.
I used to record snips of music and play songs for her all day. I had three tapes. I’ve since given one to Kayla to play for my two year old niece, but have also kept one for myself. When Jenna is at school and Anna is in dire need of taking a nap, I’ll whip out the music tape for her to watch while she lies down. She especially likes the songs in which Elmo takes part.
After Veggie Tales Jenna watched a few tales from “Happily Ever After”