Sunday, September 13, 2009

Becoming a Teacher

Hello Dear Reader,
The bishopric eventually, after visiting with Grandpa (Wes), asked him to teach a Sunday school class—the twelve year olds. Wes’s first reaction was a firm, “No.” “But,” he said, “After a few minutes of friendly persuasion, I consented—with reservations.” He told them if they ever asked him to pray or talk in church he would never go back.

Wes managed to get through the first Sunday but didn’t go the next week. That evening Bishop Dunford showed up at the Carter home and asked Wes why he hadn’t been at Sunday school that day. He replied that he wasn’t a teacher and he couldn’t stand the noise of the bratty kids.

The bishop told Wes some in the class liked him and he hoped Wes would return. Wes decided to try. He taught the class several months and learned to love those children very much. He remembered all of his first students the rest of his life.
Aunt Genni

1 comment:

Darcy said...

That is so cute. I can really picture grandpa calling the kids bratty!