I've been meaning to post about the new amazing classrooms at church for quite a long time but one, Easter caught up with me, two, I haven't been able to get so good picture of the hallway, and three, the first Sunday that we were able to be in them, we had rather a lot of children we had never seen before (well, they had been seen before because of the tireless devotion and work of our Outreach Coordinator, but I had never seen them) wandered in for both Sunday School and church and every Sunday the number seems to grow. I've had to regularly have a helper in my class because of the vast throng. Also, the foresight of our Children's Ed person, in knowing that little people need more room, and that ten little kids in a room is very different than ten moderately bigger children in a room was shown to be a great true thing and I am sorry now for arguing.
Here is the 3-6 classroom, which I have photographed before so it's just a remembrance.
And 6-9 years.
And the 9-12 class.
I thought I had taken pictures of the youth room (a real true youth room with a really super bright color on the wall and rolling chairs and a creepy picture of the last supper, as should be the arrangement of every youth room I think) but apparently I haven't. And we now have two nurserys, baby and toddler, with suddenly a big bunch of toddlers hewing and smiting their way through the morning. Obviously I have lots more pictures to take.
The best thing? In the middle of all the chaos of Sunday, with new children wandering in every few minutes it seemed, I found Marigold doing this.
I don't even have this whole material in this room. She took the table and stuff from the last supper and arranged it all. And her never knowing the answer to the question Who Are the Sheep? Well, I guess she has known the answer but maybe other people were always saying it first. Anyway, also amazing was doing the empty tomb (no picture) with a room full of little people who hadn't heard of Jesus before and being able to tell the whole story, and have the whole room buzzing.
I wish I had more time but I've got stuff to do. Consider this part one, and forgive me for running of in hysteria to the next thing.