I've officially been asked to be a ward accompanist for sacrament meeting. Like I've said, they're desperate. I actually thought I'd play pretty well yesterday, but I didn't. I decided to use both hands and it was a bit of a wreck but I'm getting better.
So yesterday in Primary we had a lesson on keeping the Sabbath day holy. Somehow, and to nobody's surprise, we got way off topic when Sister Gerlach (my co-teacher) turned to the last page of our "Sabbath Day Book" and showed the children the final picture of an idea for appropriate Sunday activities:
|Everyone in the class thought this was an old man. I'm thinking lady?|
Sister G: What does it look like this girl is doing here?
Dash: She's bringing the old man a birthday card.
Sister G: That sounds nice.
Then everyone begins talking about birthdays -- Sister Gerlach included.
Sister G: I've had a lot of birthdays. Every year I get a little older. Do you know how old I'll be on my next birthday? 83!
After a brief pause, due to the children's seeming confusion, a question arrose:
Hallie: Sister Gerlach, are you gonna die soon?
Sister G: Well, I don't know. I might have more to do here so we'll just have to see.
It took everything I had not to burst into tears of laughter. Aww, children and their innocence.