You have no compassion for my poor nerves.*

Teach Sunday School - Check

Teach FHE - Check

Okay, so my teaching "assignments" are over and done with. I can breath a sigh of relief. It's funny, once I am up there and get going I am fine, but beforehand I am a mess. Sunday School was probably easier for me to transition into. I was already at church, I suffered from some nerves right before class began, but my class ended up being small and fun, so I got comfortable with them quickly.


The class yesterday was about four or fives times that (seriously, that's how SMALL the Sunday School class had ended up being). I was nervous from 4:30 on (I taught at 7) and I was jittery. I had every intention of writing on the chalkboard, but when I realized that my whole body was shaking too much I just held on to the podium for dear life. I have to say the thing I love most about teaching (in both of these situations) is the participation. I honestly could not have done it without people raising their hands! I would have been even more nervous if I was met with blank stares. It was funny though because last night about three people all decided to have their hands above their heads, one playing with a volleyball (thanks Cam, I'll always remember when you dropped that) and the other two just randomly scratching their heads. I called them out on it though because it really did throw me. You see a hand to your left and then to your right and your all, "who do I call on first?" only to discover that neither of them has anything to say.

At one point I pointed to two different people and said, "you and then you." Then I laughed and said, "I've always wanted to say that." And I really have. Any of my college roommates can tell you that I would do that...of course I would point to an imaginary person because it never came to the point where two roommates had something to say at the same time.

Overall I think both lessons went well, at least I didn't throw up or pass out and people told me they were good lessons so I'm going to have to believe them. I'm just glad they are done with and I can rest my nerves for a bit.