The first youth
group meeting was scheduled for last Friday. I took the first 10
minutes of every 3rd, 4th, and 5th
year religion class to pass out a trifold and explain the idea. In my
one-on-ones with students I encouraged them to come. A few told me
they would.
I stood outside
my office at 3:30 as the dismissal bell rang. I wished students a
good weekend as they streamed past. I could even greet many by name!*
Soon only a few students were left. It looked like no one was coming.
I called a 5th year student over to ask for some ideas
about how to get students to come next week. We talked for a few
minutes, then she went to talk to her friends.
About 10 minutes
later the girl and 5 of her fellow 5th years came up to
me.
“Profe, we
have happy news and sad news. Which do you want first.”
“The sad news.
So that there can be a happy ending.”
“The sad news
is that we can't come today, so there won't be any youth group.”
I had already
guessed at this. “Oh no! And the good news?”
“The good news
is that we are all going to come next week. And we'll make sure to
encourage our friends to come with us. AND we'll make an announcement
during the morning meeting on Monday.”
I told them that
it sounded like a fine idea and promised to give 2 packs of cookies
to any of the six of them who brought a friend. Then I had them write
their names in my notebook so their commitment would feel more
official. I gave them each a pack of cookies** and sent them on their
way.
Obviously I'm
disappointed that things didn't start last Friday. But I'm hopeful
that these students will come through today. I know a few of them and they are the leaders of the
school. As students who have studied at this school for as long as 13
years, their word probably carries more weight than mine.
Starting
something out of nothing is difficult. This will be the first time
the school has had a youth group. I was very nervous when that
dismissal bell rang and I watched students stream past my office and
out the gates. 2 hours later, when I finished up and walked out the
gate myself, I felt hopeful.
*Names are hard
for me. Names are harder when you have over 300 of them to learn.
**I have a big
box of cookies to hand out as a snack at youth group meetings.
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