Hopewellite Functions
You will be pleased to note that I do more in life than cut (or be cut by) animals... :)
Last Friday the Hopewell "girls" (we range in age from 15 to 30) got together to eat, cut quilt blocks for Christian Aid Ministries comforter kits, and talk about openness. It's hard to be naturally open with people you don't know well... so I am a proponent of ladies doing lots of things together. Being in vet school (and 60 miles from my home church) makes it hard to support that view in practice... but one of these days I'll be out and hopefully have a chance to engage more with my fellow Hopewellites.
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Sunday evening I taught children's meeting at church. I hope no one was offended to see me in church with three dinosaur juggling bean bags. No, I wasn't juggling in church... the bags had J, O and Y rubberbanded onto them and one was used to indicate the next verse reader. They might have been more distraction than benefit... dunno.
I'd be interested to sit in on another lady's children's meeting and see how the children relate to her. Some large number (7) of last night's children had me as a Sunday school teacher some time in the last three years, and it appears as though I didn't instill much fear in them. That's a good thing, for the most part, but I should work on my ability to instill a proper degree of respect in my pupils. It would be interesting to know what the children think of me...
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My left thumb joint might be swollen as a sequel to the llama episode. I guess I could get it radiographed, but I'll probably just see what tincture of time will do.
Last Friday the Hopewell "girls" (we range in age from 15 to 30) got together to eat, cut quilt blocks for Christian Aid Ministries comforter kits, and talk about openness. It's hard to be naturally open with people you don't know well... so I am a proponent of ladies doing lots of things together. Being in vet school (and 60 miles from my home church) makes it hard to support that view in practice... but one of these days I'll be out and hopefully have a chance to engage more with my fellow Hopewellites.
Sunday evening I taught children's meeting at church. I hope no one was offended to see me in church with three dinosaur juggling bean bags. No, I wasn't juggling in church... the bags had J, O and Y rubberbanded onto them and one was used to indicate the next verse reader. They might have been more distraction than benefit... dunno.
I'd be interested to sit in on another lady's children's meeting and see how the children relate to her. Some large number (7) of last night's children had me as a Sunday school teacher some time in the last three years, and it appears as though I didn't instill much fear in them. That's a good thing, for the most part, but I should work on my ability to instill a proper degree of respect in my pupils. It would be interesting to know what the children think of me...
My left thumb joint might be swollen as a sequel to the llama episode. I guess I could get it radiographed, but I'll probably just see what tincture of time will do.
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