Becca and Volleyball

Becca decided a little way into the volleyball season that she would like to play on the team. She faithfully attended practices and was invited to play on the "A" team. Since she came into the season late, she wasn't able to play in any games until she had 10 practices under her belt. She was a fantastic support for her team. Even though the "A" team didn't hold practices on Friday, Becca felt that she could use all the practice that she could get and met with the "B" team on Friday's.

Once she had her alloted practices under her belt, she continued to sit on the bench and support her team. She cheered. She laughed. She supported. The coach came to her and suggested that she might want to play on the "B" team so that she could have some playing time. Becca gave it much thought and decided to stay on the "A" team so that she could practice harder and be there with her friends.

It wasn't until the last game of the season that the coach leaned over and called her name to go into the game to serve. I am sure that her heart was pounding but she served and won the point. I was so excited for her.

I am so proud of her. She did something that she had never done before. She worked very hard. She NEVER complained about sitting on the bench. She was always cheering on her team. She was ready to shine when the coach called her name.

Guess what? She can't wait for next year's volleyball season.

SUNBEAMS

I was called a few weeks ago to be the Sunbeam teacher. There are ten, cute, three and four year olds in my class and they are all full of life and personality. I am so excited to be their teacher. Immediately after my call, I started thinking of what I could do for them for their birthdays and for Christmas. Preparing lessons is almost as challenging as when I taught Gospel Doctrine since I must prepare for a multitude of possibilities. The first Sunday I taught, the Primary President poked her head into our classroom to see if everything was okay. She had been tipped off to possible trouble by the kicking on the back wall of our room that unknown to me, shares a common wall with the Primary room. I now know how to call for help!

Awhile ago, I attended a lecture where the following story was shared. I laughed so hard and thought you might like a good laugh yourself. God bless the Sunbeams.

I work part time as a teacher of family doctors. This program provides training on psychiatric disorders and emphasizes the importance of emotional support. The new doctors are given plenty of time in clinic to visit with their patients and learn about their challenges. One of our interns who had never lived in Utah and knows nothing about Mormons is still struggling to understand the cultural climate here. Last week he was interviewing a new patient and stumbled upon what he thought was a raging psychosis.
Doctor: "Well, Mrs. Olsen, we've talked about your high blood pressure and your medications. Are you experiencing any particular stress in your life?"
Patient: "Oh, yes! It's the Sunbeams. They're driving me crazy."
Doctor: (Very surprised) "The sunbeams."
Patient: "Yes. I've never had trouble with them before, but this group won't sit still. They bounce all over the room, and run out the door and down the hall."
Doctor: (Reaching for a pen) "Have you told anyone about this?"
Patient: "Of course. I told the president."
Doctor: "Really! What did the President tell you?
Patient: "She said Sunbeams are like that. I'm just going to have to learn to deal with them."
Doctor: (Concerned that he may be missing something) "I know people who are sensitive to sunbeams. Do they cause you to rash or anything?"
Patient: (Confused) "A rash? No."
Doctor: "What's the biggest problem they're creating?"
Patient: "It's the noise. They just won't quit talking."
Doctor: (Astonished) "The sunbeams are talking to you?"
Patient: "Well, yes. But mostly to each other."
Doctor (Scribbling furiously in the chart) "I see. Can anyone else hear them talking?"
Patient: (After a moment of stunned silence) "You're not LDS, are you?"