New Things

Obviously things have changed a bit with my blog. There is not a lot of rhyme or reason for the change other than I just wanted to. And since it is my blog that was a good enough reason for me. I am not completely done with it yet. I am trying to get Colin to help me add a few more upgrades to it. My hope is that it will turn out nicely by the end of this week...but don't hold your breath. Feel free to let me know what you think or if you have any other ideas of cool things I should add.

So Sunday I led the high school girls discussion group. I know. Krista was sick, Beth was out of town, Kristin was home with Aliaya, who was sick, and so I stepped in. Now I thought this wouldn't be such a big deal. I am their youth pastor. Turns out I was wrong. As soon as I announced that I would be the one leading their discussion time nervous energy filled the room. As I watched the girls fill the pink room each expression was priceless. It was as if I was invading their safe place and they didn't know what to do about it. Nervous laughter, quick glances from girl to girl, no eye contact with me...if I didn't know better I would have thought I had food all over my face or something.

As I began to ask questions to the girls I learned pretty quickly that an amazing phenomenon occurs as soon as they walk into the pink room. Amazingly, these girls forget how to formulate sounds into words and words into sentences. And here I was thinking girls were the more talkative sex. Instead I found that the junior high guys could talk these girls into the ground. It would be no contest. Jonathan Baker could single handedly make these girls ears bleed before they managed to say one sentence. Sure the jr. high guys talk about dumb things 99% of the time, but hey, at least they talk. Three girls said something during our 15 minutes in the pink room. Three girls out of 11. To no one's surprise I talked the most. I didn't want to be talking so much but I couldn't handle the silence much less the nervous giggling. Words had to be said.

At the end of the discussion time I left the room to round up the other groups. Instead of being followed out by the girls they stayed in the room and closed the door. What was that? I know they couldn't have begun talking to each other. I wonder if they began to sign to each other or just make gestures like they were playing some kind of game. Whatever they were doing it left me felling pretty curious.

I tell you this just to say that it was quite the new experience for me. I also bring this up in case one of those girls wants to tell me what was really going on in there. I need to know if it is true that you all forget how to talk and are left only to laugh nervously. I need to know if you are always that quiet and if you are, then why? Because, I have to tell you, it is not normal. And finally I need to know what was said, or gestured or signed, when I left the room once the discussion time was over. So someone help me out. Feel me in. The mystery of the pink room is killing me.