Yesterday, I taught religious education...I never thought in my life that I would be doing it nevertheless in the USA..Because of the snow storm and the class cancellation,I had to combine two lessons into one and do it graciously and in a very interesting way.Fourteen pairs of eyes and ears were judging me .There was some yawning here and there and some occasional sighing but most questions were answered and the material was reviewed and understood..
The girls and boys had many observations and inquiries: What is mercy? Why was Jesus killed? How did he die on the cross? Is he still alive? Can I see him?
Some questions were really hard for me to answer..I had to stick to the catholic teachings and suppress my own point of view of certain things...I made sure not to promise them that with prayers all their wishes would come true,instead I explained to them than in praying they will find guidance...Jesus was a good "guy"..They should find mercy in prayer and meditation...
One of reasons,I decided to teach is basically because my daughters knew nothing about the Bible and its stories..I had to share with them what I knew,the way I was raised...
Still things are different and the weekly hour of catechism is not enough...
Back home,I sat with my family in the living room,watching TV...In a couple of days,there will be quietness and no TV at all.My parents will be back to their routine and my children and I to ours...I feel numb and seem to have adjusted quite well to the changing situation...My chaotic,busy,active life with the four will be back on track.
At her bedtime,Serena decided to play the viola..She has been practicing at school and seemed to be very interested in it,especially that she just started using the bow..She stood up proudly in the middle of the room and requested complete attention from all of us...All of a sudden some screeching noise started emanating from the wooden instrument of music..We thought she was just tuning but it turned out that what we just heard was "jingle bells"...I really couldn't suppress my laughter ,even she started laughing .At least,we all agreed that she needed to have more than 100 hours of practice before making music out of the wooden instrument...
Finally,all the children are in bed and the grown-ups have some time to relax and think...It is good to regroup at the end of day...look at things from afar and see how futile and small some details are...It is good to end the day with a smile and peace of mind.
Have a good evening everyone,
Roula
The girls and boys had many observations and inquiries: What is mercy? Why was Jesus killed? How did he die on the cross? Is he still alive? Can I see him?
Some questions were really hard for me to answer..I had to stick to the catholic teachings and suppress my own point of view of certain things...I made sure not to promise them that with prayers all their wishes would come true,instead I explained to them than in praying they will find guidance...Jesus was a good "guy"..They should find mercy in prayer and meditation...
One of reasons,I decided to teach is basically because my daughters knew nothing about the Bible and its stories..I had to share with them what I knew,the way I was raised...
Still things are different and the weekly hour of catechism is not enough...
Back home,I sat with my family in the living room,watching TV...In a couple of days,there will be quietness and no TV at all.My parents will be back to their routine and my children and I to ours...I feel numb and seem to have adjusted quite well to the changing situation...My chaotic,busy,active life with the four will be back on track.
At her bedtime,Serena decided to play the viola..She has been practicing at school and seemed to be very interested in it,especially that she just started using the bow..She stood up proudly in the middle of the room and requested complete attention from all of us...All of a sudden some screeching noise started emanating from the wooden instrument of music..We thought she was just tuning but it turned out that what we just heard was "jingle bells"...I really couldn't suppress my laughter ,even she started laughing .At least,we all agreed that she needed to have more than 100 hours of practice before making music out of the wooden instrument...
Finally,all the children are in bed and the grown-ups have some time to relax and think...It is good to regroup at the end of day...look at things from afar and see how futile and small some details are...It is good to end the day with a smile and peace of mind.
Have a good evening everyone,
Roula
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