I'm Less Than Those Kids Deserve

I was called to teach the 10 and 11 year old girls in Primary at the beginning of the Summer, and every time I have taught since then, I have come to realize just how difficult it is.

In all honesty: My knowledge of the Bible is very limited. I know basically nothing that I should, and I'm ashamed of that. Give me anything from the Book of Mormon, and I can tell it to you straight. I know that book. Give me that book to teach and I could actually make something out of the lessons. These lessons that I am supposed to teach, however, are so new to me that every time I open the lesson manual and I flip to the pages in the Bible, I get so confused in all of the old english and all of the history these stories involve that I forget the whole purpose of why I'm teaching these kids. I forget the whole purpose of the lesson, because I get so caught up in knowing the story line as if I'm going to be quizzed on every little detail later. I forget to teach the purpose of the lesson and turn Sunday School into the worst story time of those kid's lives as I stumble over my words and fumble with the pages and try my very best to get things right so I don't send them home to their parents where they will relay false information that their 18 year old teacher taught them. :ALSKDFJAS:DGHSDF

To make matters worse, I have the biggest Bible wizz of all time sitting two feet from me during every class. I team teach with another woman in the ward, and she knows everything. EVERYTHING. So I'm sitting here, knowing absolutely nothing, hoping that I'm not going to say something wrong with this genius sitting by me that I just forget even more to actually teach the point of the story.

I'm less than those kids deserve.

Remind me again why I want to be an elementary school teacher. Please. Because I've forgotten.

I'll just go have another pity party now while I sit and try to figure out what this King Solomon is all about...........