I turn on catchy music and organize my lesson plan, including a simple craft, I have prepared.

Every Sunday afternoon for three years, I got the opportunity to teach the children in my church, while my father led another service downstairs. I kind of felt obligated to do this because my parents told me to. I worked closely with my mother because our children’s pastor stepped down, and we still needed someone to lead. For the first weeks, my mother created lessons and taught with me watching her and helping out when needed. Then, it was time for me to attempt what I had been observing.

At first, I had many doubts as to if I could even compare to the previous teacher, and I questioned myself many times. However, I knew my responsibility to my parents and my church. Once I stopped thinking about my fear and instead thought about the children, I knew I had to step up and teach. Since my mother had other duties, I worked quickly and tirelessly to push myself and run Sunday School on my own.

Through this, I learned how to be a leader and a role model for the children. Despite what I previously thought, I was pleasantly surprised and created irreplaceable relationships with these children. It changed my view of the routine of going to church every week into another chance to spend time with, teach, and even learn from the children.

My parents relied on me to make every Sunday run smoothly, which brought us closer together. Without this opportunity, I would have the confidence and caring qualities I do today.