So many hours of my life have been devoted to children and their education, it would take one of those irritating word problems I used to try to teach, to figure it all out! “If a twenty-two year old woman going sixty miles an hour for the next forty-six years, spent ten months of each year in a classroom of thirty-two students, and every evening and weekend thinking about said classroom… Add to the total, activities involving three children at home, and hundreds of others in church classes…” You get the idea.
Having had a break from kids for almost three years now, I’ve decided to jump back into education. “If a seventy-year-old woman going thirty miles an hour…”
Don and I volunteer at our granddaughter’s school, giving weekly assessment tests to each student. Since I’m not the child’s teacher, the pressure isn’t on too high, and it’s so gratifying when the youngster recognizes and can write another letter! The best perk is seeing the cutest little blondie in the whole world in her classroom environment.
On Wednesday nights we travel to our church to Faith Kids Clubs, to experience a different kind of teaching. Excitement reigns supreme in the church gymnasium as a hundred wound-up kiddos play games and sing. When it seems they cannot get any crazier, it’s time to split up into grade levels, and I go with the fifth grade girls to actually be the teacher of important Bible concepts. It’s such a privilege to teach God’s Word, and so fun to be with one of my all-time-favorite age levels, that the time whizzes by and the evening is over for another week.
While having my own classroom of thirty children will never again be in my schedule, this venture back into education fulfills that need. The total? Incalculable!
