To Teach or Not To Teach

Alright, alright, yesterday's post was a slight cop-out. BUT I still count it. The fact that I'm defending it, however, questions if it really should be counted or not.

I'm still counting it.

So I was in charge of the lesson today in Sunday school. It was about Ruth, Naomi and Hannah from the Old Testament and well, let's just say Grandma and Grandpa and probably Uncle Chris make far better teachers than I. 

I am so grateful for the table that was behind me and the bones in my body because otherwise I'd be a gelatinous mass on the floor. That would have been fun to clean up. 

When I talked to Grandma later, she asked if I did a good job. I said that others said so and her response was that I'd probably get asked to do it again. 

Clearly I'll need lots more practice. 

In all fairness it wasn't quite as bad as I thought it was going to be. I had the class move the chairs into a semi-circle (I hate the clumps and aisles that the original arrangement had provided) and I need the space. Of course the class was REALLY quiet, I had to nudge them into talking a few times. But it's over now and I can say for a first lesson, it wasn't too bad. 

Which I might add is a big step for me. I'm trying to acknowledge the fact that it was my first time, no, I wasn't perfect but I'm learning and I just need practice. I'm trying to go easy on myself (at least easier than I usually do) and my ego is a bit okay with that. 

All in all, a good day's work.