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In the circles I move in, you always hear these kinds of stories:
Once a bishop; now a primary teacher.
Once a member of the high council; now a councillor in the ward young men's organization.
Once a Relief Society President; now called as a Den Leader.
But until this week, I had never really seen this in real life.
Ahem:
Once an Elder's Quorum President; now a Nursery Aide.
There are apparently enough kids in our nursery to warrant two classes-- the one I'll be aiding is completely manned by. . . well, men.
I'm looking forward to it, but I'm also a little apprehensive. Litebrite will be in there, so I'll have someone to comfort me, at least. . .
We'll see how this goes. My impression is that there hasn't been much structure to the kids' nursery for a while. . .
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I've worked in the nursery before. With three kids, it's bound to happen, every now and then. I kind of have an idea how I want things to go, and how they should go; I'm just a little nervous is all.
And honestly, I'm not nervous about the children. I'm nervous about working with other guys. I barely know the other two men who will be in the nursery with me; and maybe that's a good thing.
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Torture and confusion at first, then settling down to an uneasy routine, then eventual enjoyment.
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