Sunday morning and my sweet granddaughter Paige was visiting. Sacrament meeting ended and as we left the chapel I was approached and ask to teach a primary class. I replied that because I had Paige I wouldn’t be able to teach a class. “Oh, that won’t be a problem it’s her class of Sun Beams we want you to teach.” Since the subject was the body I figured I could handle that without a prep period.
The class consisted of about nine sweet babies. We sat on little chairs around a low table and when a little girl sat next to me Paige pushed in between us and, with a look, made it clear I was her grandma.
The class was as fidgety as any group of three years old but Paige was the most active wiggle worm. She moved around the room, removed her shoes and socks, lay on her back under the table and pushed up with her feet. The table moved as if we were having a séance. There was a stack of little chairs in the corner and she climbed up and sat on the top one. Paige helped teach the class by demonstrating how many wonderful things the body could do.
It was my good luck and to bad for the regular teacher that she missed all this fun and blessings.
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