Monday, September 18, 2006

The Plague of Frogs

The fall lesson plan for our second grade Sunday School class is the story of Moses. Several weeks ago, I tried to turn my 6' aspen walking stick into a snake. My husband cut the staff for me 18 years ago for our first hike and it has been well traveled and well used, but failed miserably as a snake.

Yesterday was the story of the plagues. We focused primarily on the plague of frogs, rather than the death of the first born son. We hopped around the room and made origami hopping frogs. We chanted, "Pharaoh, Pharaoh. Let my people go" and sang songs. I had fun and so did the children.
I am a naturalist and enjoy studying frogs. We've created several frog habitats (on purpose and by accident). The frog plague seems more innocuous than boils. Until...

I screamed in frightened surprise as a large frog hopped by me in the bathroom yesterday.

1 comment:

Renee said...

I'm sure it was a scream merely of surprise, not of revulsion. Frogs are way too cute -- a heck of a lot of them could drop in my yard before I'd be concerned.