To Do Today:
Clean the file cabinet:
So, while cleaning out the file cabinet, I came across several talks I had given over the years.
One talk was given to a group of Primary workers in Sugar City, Idaho, a small city about ten miles from where I lived.
The talk was a talk to encourage them in their challenging callings as Primary teachers. I made three points about why they, as Primary workers, were so significant to the young children in their classes. Reading it was fun because the talk had been given about 35 years ago.
But, most of the talk was written in just short little incomplete sentences.
At the conclusion of the talk explaining how important each teacher is; for the final wrap up, I used as a story an example of what had happened in our stake in Rexburg, Idaho after the incredible flood of 1976, when the Teton Dam had burst.
However, as I said, the talk was in short cryptic sentences, and so was the finale of the talk. The concluding line said something like, "Let me conclude by telling you how important Primary is to young children. Here's what happened in our Stake in the Primaries immediately after the flood...."
and the sentence ends.
I have no clue what happened in our Stake Primary in 1976, and I was the Stake Primary President. I have absolutely NO MEMORY of that event, or what I was talking about. But, it was significant enough that it is the FINALE of a talk on the importance of Primary.
I have no JOURNAL RECORD of that event.
And, I don't recall it.
Oh, yes, I do believe in keeping a journal. (or in my case, a blog.)
Showing posts with label Primary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Primary. Show all posts
4.21.2012
7.14.2009
Primary Points
The lesson:
Missionary work.
The statement:
When you are nineteen, you'll be a missionary!
The response: (in a defiant tone!)
I'm not going to be a missionary...I'm going to be a tractor driver!
1.18.2009
Primary Purpose

"Teacher, I HAVE to go to the bathroom right now...I can't wait!" "Teacher, I went to Pirate's Pizza and got this tattoo." "Teacher, she got more candy than I did!" "Teacher, he's in my place." "Teacher, can I sit on your lap?" "Teacher, where's the necklace you were wearing last week?" "Teacher," (crying) "he hurt my finger!" "Teacher, I NEED a drink!" "Teacher, can we hear that story again?" "Teacher, I can't see! He crowded in front of me!" "Teacher, what does commandment MEAN?" "Teacher, you're pretty." And, with that, I know the purpose of Primary. It's to remind me just how precious these little kids are...honest, wiggly, squiggly, adorable, happy, hungry, eager, enthusiastic, and did I say honest? Not one child has ever told me - wrinkly, old - as I am that I'm pretty, so when Madison said that to me today, it was a thrill to my soul - I'm far from pretty, but looking so closely at her young, bright face, I felt a surge of joy and love!
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