Today I went to Fantastic Caverns with two of our fourth grade classes. I went on Tuesday with two other classes, and today I went with the other two classes. And, a few things stuck out to me on the trip...
First of all, we were almost to Springfield when one of Mr. H's kids turned to him and said, "Mr. H., do we have to go through Oklahoma to get there?" I just sat there and laughed. Mr. H. didn't seem to think it was as funny as I did. Go figure.
Another thought hit me as we were driving. One of the other chaperones that was with us was talking to us and she has AWFUL grammar. I don't want to focus on who it was, I want to share a THANKS to my Dad. When I was growing up, my Dad would correct my grammar ALL THE TIME. There were times I hated it. Today, I am thankful. I now see how badly a person can portray themselves just by opening their mouth. Thanks Dad, if I ever have kids, I will torture them too.
Once we got there, we were standing around waiting for the tour to begin. And, Scaredboy came up to me and said, "Ms. S., can I be with you all day? I'm scared." I thought he was kidding. I really really really thought he was kidding. I asked him a few more questions, and I really believed he was scared to go into the cave. So, I tagged along with his class. Truthfully I figured I would go with the other group, as Hyperboy is in that class, but I really felt led to be with Scaredboy. Truthfully, it made my day. It felt good to be there for a little guy who was so scared at one point he grabbed my arm and even if I had wanted to break free, I couldn't have done it. He held on a lot, and I was glad I could be used by God to comfort him. It was a good trip. And honestly he did really well, all things considered. I was proud of him.
Well, it has been an extremely long day with a meeting after school, tutoring, and worship team practice tonight. I hear my bed calling my name.
Later!
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