I love Sundays. It's a day filled with family and church. We don't go anywhere besides church on Sundays, the rest of the day is family time and I enjoy the one day of the week when we're not running to a million different places and we can just have a nice family day.
Although today wasn't as relaxing as most Sundays because I had to teach a class of teenage girls at church. I'm the secretary in our church's young women organization. As the secretary I don't usually have to teach Sunday lessons, which works great for me because I absolutely hate standing up in front of people. I have social anxiety when it comes to things like that. But today was the one day a year where the secretary gets to teach the lesson.
I've worked on the lesson all week and I thought I would have to fill about 20-25 minutes. Because I don't like standing up in front of groups of people I've been stressing over this lesson for the past several days. I thought I was ready and I had a good 25 minutes worth of lesson planned.
Then I got to the class, the opening portion went way faster than it usually does and when it was time for me to teach I looked at the clock and realized that I had 45 minutes to fill. I'm really not a great teacher. I'm not used to doing it, I'm not great at winging it and having to fill 45 minutes with 25 minutes worth of information felt like one of those bad dreams when you realize that you have to take a test that you forgot to study for. Plus when I get nervous I talk really fast and I can trim a 25 minute lesson into about 15 if I don't remind myself to slow down!
For some people standing in front of 30 teenage girls and teaching a class isn't that big of a deal. To me it's just super intimidating for some reason. Put me in front of a group of little kids and I can teach all day but teenage girls scare me, lol.
In the end it went fine. I felt like I kept repeating myself, but I somehow managed to stretch a 25 minute lesson into 45 minutes and the good news is that it will be a long time before it will be my turn to teach the lesson again. Whew. I came home, put on my jammies and now I'm going to eat Halloween candy and watch The Amazing Race with my family. The perfect end to my Sunday. :)