Yesterday, I taught Sunday School for the first time in 6 months. Now most people would be ecstatic for a break and ready for some adult Bible study. But for me, it was just, ok. I thought I'll enjoy not planning for lessons, and it will be good. But the break was wierd. I had been teaching that class for 3 straight years, and before that, helping in Kaia's class.
So I was a little unsure yesterday getting back in the teaching seat. Once I got into the classroom though, and put it back to the way I like it, it was great. I had so much fun. My co-teacher Jenny is amazing, and together we had a great class.
The kids designed uniforms for what they wanted to be when they grew up. Kaia wanted to be a farmer, so she drew fruits and vegetables. One girl chose dentist, another librarian, and the last chose veterinarian. The boys both wanted to be Nascar drivers.
Then we listened to the story of Peter and Cornelius. Told by actors in the first person, which I thought was fun. Afterward we did a maypole activity where we talked about how our differences are what makes us strong together.
The strangest part is having Kaia in my class, and convincing her that I'm teacher when I'm in there, not mommy. After class was over, it felt really good, and really right. Like I'm back where I belong!