We had this lesson today and it was a kick.
The teacher is a young mom. She began explaining the intent of the lesson, then went on to say that it just doesn’t fit in her life right now. Where ever she was going to go with the lesson never materialized. Very quickly it turned into family story and family history stuff. We have a couple of octogenarians in the ward and one who is ninety. Between the three of them we heard more details of their childhoods. Their cousins who all lived in the same town. And so on.
After we covered that, a middle age women talked about her mother who had recently passed and all the scrapbooks, boxes, and assorted stuff. How important it was for her kids to see, touch, smell the memories of grandmas’s life.
We ran overtime. Laughed a lot. Shared much.