Good primary teachers are hard to find
I have to admit, J used to hate church. We would battle all morning about going to church. He would cry, throw his clothes away from him, refused to get dressed, and scream, "I hate church! I don't want to go!" all the way there in the car. He would squirm in Sacrament meeting, he would ask loudly to go home, and he would insist that he didn't want to go to Primary. In short, it was a nightmare. And then, we moved. Today, he sat, just SAT, in a his seat during Sacrament meeting. We had no fight getting him there, even though he was playing on the computer when I got him dressed, which means he had to give up his beloved Nick JR.com games to go to church. No screams about primary, just a perfectly behaved little kid. What's the deal? I thought. Is he just growing up? Then I met his new Sunbeam teacher, and the light dawned. The first Sunday, J handed me a full sized painting of himself. You know, the kind where you lay out a huge thing of butcher paper, trace the kid's whole body, and then let him color everything else in. I'm sure she tied it into some basic doctrine like, "God made our bodies". J was thrilled. Today, I caught a glimpse of her classroom, and she had put a giant Noah's ark, in that same butcher paper, up on the wall, and the kids had drawn the necessary items to the story--the rain, the clouds, the animals, the water, etc, etc. Truly, it looked like something even I would have hours of pleasure doing. Last Sunday, J handed me a paper sack full of "treasures": Rocks, bits of bark, an oak leaf, and some dirt he had clearly gotten on a little walk around the chapel. Again, he was thrilled, and kept that grubby little bag for days before he let me return the treasures back to the earth. My gratitude for this new teacher knows no bounds. I've told her what a difference she has made in our lives, and she just shrugged, poo-poohed it, and said that J is a great kid who is a joy to have in her class. Truly, she does not know how her preparedness, her effort, and her love have changed my son's entire attitude about church. We owe this woman a lot. So if any of you out there teach the Sunbeams, and you think it's sort of a lame calling, please know that there are desperate parents out there who need your skills, your dedication, and your presence as we give to you our young children and put their spiritual education, or at least their spiritual attention span, into your hands. I used to think the RS was where it's at, but now I know that truly, the Lord needs His very best people in the primary. So thanks to all of you hard working primary people, and thanks to the Bishops who realize that primary is not a throw-away calling. Our kids deserve the very, very best.