I was admonished by my Sunday school teacher to be sure to write about G's first primary program experience in my journal. Luckily for you I haven't really written in a paper journal much since I started (and stopped, and started, and stopped and started again) blogging.
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previous post I mentioned that G gave a talk on temples in sharing time. The primary presidency was impressed and asked if he would be able to do that in the program. I thought, "Why not?!" and so it began.
A few weeks ago we got the written parts and were asked to practice with our kids at home. Now, if you know G at all, you might be aware of the fact that I can NOT teach him anything. Not unless he has already decided in advance, that he will accept my instruction. I never know when he as decided this. So sometimes he says, 'OK mom' and sometimes he refuses to believe whatever I'm trying to tell him. The first time we read through his part he made me read every word written on the page, including his name. Any time I tried to work with him after that it was, "No no no Mom! I'll do it by myself."
Today was the program and I really wasn't sure how he would do. I knew he would get up there and talk (he really isn't shy), but I wasn't positive what words would come out of his mouth. Adults in the primary had told me he did really well in practice and didn't want any help so we sent him up to sit on the stand, crossed our fingers and sat back to enjoy.
The program started and all of the kids in our very small primary were doing a very good job. Every time they stood up to sing, G would start out singing the first few word and then would zone out and just sway back and forth rubbing his hands on the short wall in front of him. I'm sure it's the most polished part of the church right now. After a few minutes it was the Sunbeam class's turn to say their parts. G was the first was up there and he said, very loudly and very close to the microphone, "I share treats with my baby brother H". First Part, check.
I have to admit that I didn't listen as well as I should have to the rest of the program because H was very ornery and distracting, but then came the last section and G's sunbeam class stood up and went to the microphone again. His friends in his class each gave their parts loud and clear and then it was G's turn. His sweet little voice just filled the chapel and he said,
"G B talks on temples." then he turned around to leave. There were some chuckles in the congregation and one of the leaders turned him back around and asked him to finished his part.
He stood back up to the microphone and gave most of his talk on temples, from memory, with just a few nudges from the leaders.
"This year my family took me to two temples. I saw the Draper Temple and the Oquirrh Mountain temple. I also love to see all the sparkles. (whispering from the leader) no no, I do it. The baptismal font with the oxen holding up the water. I think the temples are beau-tiful. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen!"
I was so proud of him. He just lit up the room. Not to take anything away from what the other children did, but when G got up to talk, it seemed like people sat up straiter and took notice (I know I did, but I may be a little biased). He is such a special little boy and I am so grateful to be his mother.
