Back in the day the kids of the parish would sit down cross-legged and listen to their Sunday School teacher – ME!
I’d surround myself with props related to the biblical story of the day.
And we’d sing from a playlist with set dances…
It’s Us Who Make Commuity, Ladybird, Do You Know Who Made You? and This Little Light of Mine come to mind.
I’m minded here to share with you that they play this song on a loop in the Mississippi Civil Rights Museum http://www.mcrm.mdah.ms.gov.
The reason why I’m raising Sunday Schools is twofold.
Firstly because the family behind me at Mass today (and many Sundays) spent the whole service running around after their hyperactive kids.
And secondly because, God willing, I’ll be attending a Sunday Service with a difference next weekend.
Before I get on to that it’s worth saying that not all kids are menaces.
And I was hugely impressed by the wee one who sat right through a high-powered film.
The excellent Harriet, the story of Underground Railroad leader Harriet Tubman.
Sunday Schools were part and parcel of Sabbath worship back in Scotland but seems less of a thing here in Ireland.
But it makes sense, allowing parents to concentrate on the service.
And the kids are taken away and told biblical stories at their pace.
With all this in mind and with my experience at the sharp end I might just volunteer my services to Sunday School in Tobago http://www.visittobago.gov.tt.
Particularly as Tobago’s Sunday School has a twist.
Tobago’s Sunday School
It’s only a nightclub with a jumping steel band which gets the party started every Sunday night.
I’ll be returning to the Caribbean for the first time in a couple of years next weekend….
Here’s what we know already about the island already. And I’m not kidding https://jimmurtytraveltraveltravel.com/2019/09/11/tobago-ready-steady-goat/