I had a Sunday School Teacher named Sis. Gladys who use to work my last nerve…13 Lessons this Christian Girl learned in 2013, Day 9

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Day 9: I had a Sunday School Teacher named Sis. Gladys who use to work my last nerve…

I had a Sunday School Teacher named Sis. Gladys who used to work my last nerve…I mean my last one! Sis Gladys was Nigerian woman in her mid-30’s, very conservative, the side-part-under type. Sometimes if she was feeling spicy she would roller set her hair.  She would make us stand in a circle and teach us every praise worship song known to man. I mean we would stand there for what seemed like forever. She used to select one of us kids at random to lead a song. When it came my turn, she would say “Tasha, what song do you hear the Spirit of the Lord leading you to sing?” I would cock my little head to the side, look down at my shoes, play with my hands, trembled with fear and say nothing. Sis. Gladys would wait. No matter how long it would take. I was terrified. I couldn’t see myself singing in front of all these other kids. I mean, come on, they would laugh at me! When my mother came to pick me up, she would tell her of my praise and worship adventures and my refusal to participate. It was another Sunday; another session of Sunday school, and a miracle happened, well actually, I got tired of what I thought was unnecessary whippings for making my mother look bad for not singing. It was now my turn to lead. As usual, I cocked my little head to the side, looked down at my shoes, played with my hands, trembled with fear but this time I said something, in the smallest voice that could have not been audible to human ears “Read your bible, pray every day, pray every day, pray every day…Read your bible, pray every day if you want to growwwwwww…”. Unfortunately, for Sis. Gladys, anytime I was asked to lead, that was MY song. I’m sure she got tired of it but finally, one of the songs stuck to my little bad self. Since that day, that song has been with me. As a pre-teen I did an upbeat remix when I got the big kid class and by the time I was in youth group, I’m sure I turned it into a rap when I went through my “I’m a Gospel Rap star” phase. As an adult, if I wake up and don’t read my bible or pray, I hear my 9 year old self singing “Read your bible, pray every day…”. Sis. Gladys, you’ve done well! God bless you. In 2013, I’m still singing “Read your bible, pray every day…”. LOL

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