Last Saturday I took the youth to Oakwood with Jamie (our youth worker). If I’m honest, I spent the morning in the coffee shop with a book… Anyway, I went on a few rides and this is what it looked it:
Me = Fear, Jamie = joy
I’ll be honest… that is genuine fear on my face.
I am too old for youth work.
I am too boring for youth work.
I am too scared for youth work.
Your face says it all Jon. Don’t worry, I’d be scared too!
I’m 21 and i’d poop myself silly if i went on something like that. I take that as a sign i’m too old for work.
Funny that was the exact same expression you were pulling (as a joke) when we took the youth on the same ride a couple of years ago… you don’t get out of youth work that easily Thomas! (Unless your babysitting!!)
Man up and quit whinging!
enjoy camp!