Why I Teach

I teach about 20 kids every fourth Sunday in church, and this lesson yesterday was about stealing. I usually memorise the lesson, practice saying it in my head but EVERY time I actually teach the lesson, I find myself deviating from the script. Sometimes I’ll end up digressing and teaching children the differences between two similar words, or talking about something else entirely because one of the children had a question. I found this week’s conversations particularly amusing.

Me: So stealing is bad, right. What should we do when we know we have stolen?
Kids: Confess our sins and return what was stolen.
–One girl stands up and walks to the front and starts regaling me about that one time she saw money on the table and took it, and a series of ramblings that basically sounds like all the times she stole something. —
Another teacher: Thank you for sharing.
Me: Yes, thanks for sharing, you can sit down now.

Me: So what do you do if you want a toy really bad, but it doesn’t belong to you?
Kid: Borrow it so you can play with it for a while.
Me: Yes, and you can ask your parents to buy you the toy. But what if they say they don’t want to buy it for you because it’s too expensive?
Kid 2: Ask your grandparents.
Me: What if nobody wants to buy it for you? Maybe you can do chores around the house and then earn pocket money so you can buy it.
— Kids all start telling me how much money they have. —