This afternoon has been a great joy for FW & myself.
We had to manage youth on our own this afternoon as Rev Chugabug was at the Baptist Assembly. Is it just me or does that conjure images of school assemblies but on a much larger scale?
“Oy!! Small Minded Baptist Church!! Stop chewing gum and pay attention! You, yes you with the bald patch, do you want to share the joke with the rest of the assembly? No? Thought not….”
So we were left to cope. Thankfully, or unfortunately, we only had 4 of the usual suspects – well it is a bank holiday Sunday. However the 4 we had were very good fun and happy to participate.
FW did her bit in preparing for them for us taking the service on Environment Sunday in June. I bet you can’t guess the subject? “No, Lower Throbbing Pain Baptist, it is not bondage in the modern church – S&M Sunday is in July…”
We played a few games, with Gem’s younger brother (Mini-Terror) getting into overactive mode. Then we had tea, cooked by FW.
Last week was Gem’s birthday. As a surprise we’d bought a cake for her in the image of the great hero of modern life – Scooby Doo. Have I ever mentioned that I’ve met him? Somewhere I have a picture of me with my arm around him – now that’s another story.
Anyway, part way through the tea I do the Walrus impersonation using 2 mini-Cadburys Fingers. So Gem’s brother sticks 2 up his nose. He then threatens to eat one, so Gem grabs it off him. Then he pulls the second out. As it nears his mouth the following events occur:
Gem reaches across to grab it.
Her chairs falls over.
Her drinks goes flying across the table.
She grabs the chocolate finger.
She falls back, misses her chair, lands flat on her butt, knocks her back against the chair.
Everyone convulses, including Gem.
Its times like this when I love my work.
Earlier they’d knicked my jacket and mini-terror was wearing it. I shook the jacket to check for the reassuring rattle of my keys. Sound was there none. In the mean time Gem asks to use the loo. Suddenly the pieces fall into place. I run out to find her sitting in Magda’s passenger seat with a big smile on her face.
Later Mini Terror stuffs a football up his shirt and wanders around saying, “I’m Tired & Emotional. Look at my big belly.” Then he wandered into the kitchen to show FW. Again much laughter followed.
All this shows that she should always maintain a sense of humour and a thick skin in order to survive with youthwork.
I’ll respond to my tag tomorrow. I need a long lie down now.