Ya’ know, I’d wear those flip flops if they made them in adult sizes.We’ve had no mass casualties so far. Just the usual mayhem that follows children. Little Brown Eyes poked himself in the eye with a pipe cleaner last night and Sir Jumps Too Much After Snack vomited The Plague snack mix all over the Pharaoh’s floor. There was the incident Monday night when Mr. Divulges Too Much stopped in the middle of gluing the wings on his glow stick firefly to look Teen Angel in the eyes and blurt out a rather graphic fact about his hee-haw. The best moment yet though, was last night when Mr. Giggles A Bunch pulled out his partial plate, showed us his three false teeth and proceeded to accidentally fling them across the floor. Imagine our surprise. He had no interest in washing them off before he put them back in his mouth, so I’m guessing he has a habit of doing this. He seemed very pleased that we laughed hard enough to wet our pants. Oh, the joy! Oh, the fun of working with children! I can’t even begin to count the number of times they’ve made me smile already. The fun should really ramp up tonight because I’m in the preschool room. Pray for me brothers and sisters.
All of this reminds me of the times I attended bible school as a kid. I won’t tell you how long ago that was, but let’s just say we sang Kum-Ba-Ya and made tie dyed shirts. We also drank a lot of Kool-Aid. My favorite craft was an oval Chinette paper plate that I glued shell macaroni to along the edges, painted gold and attached a cluster of red rubber grapes in the center. I remember thinking that was the coolest art ever. Oh, the joy! Oh, the fun!
Trailboss mentioned one of her favorite VBS moments in the comments here earlier this week, and I love hearing that kind of stuff, so I’d like to hear from more of you. If you are a bible school graduate or worker, tell me brothers and sisters, what is your favorite memory of bible school?
And by the way, is it wrong that I managed to sandwich a post about panties in between two about bible school?
7 comments:
For the life of me I cannot remember VBS...and I went, too! Oh, how sad!!
I don't think God wears underwear, so it's probably okay!
My favorite VBS memory is making a cross out of burnt toothpicks. We got to hold an actual lighter and burn stuff! That was way cool : ) And it was at the Methodist church I grew up in.
The other was from my 12 years in the preschool division of VBS...one year a little boy told me on the first day that NO way he was going to listen to any stories about the "Holy Goat"
Sounds like so much fun! And I bet you could get some of those flip flops if you looked hard enough. I've had some lary ones in my time. (These days I prefer bare feet LOL much to my families disgust).
I guess Rink just settled the eternal "boxers vs. briefs" question.
As a Mom of two young girls, my favorite VBS memory was having two hours of peace n quiet while they were having fun. Now be honest all you Moms out there...isnt VBS not only a learning tool for your child, but also a kinda babysitter for a few hours. Kudos to all you volunteers who work hard for your Church's VBS
I remember one year we made puppets in VBS - and then performed with them. That was so much fun!
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