So I am doing this funeral on Saturday and two things occur to me. One profound, one not so much. (I'll let you decide which is the more profound one)
1) Why are they letting such young people take Grade 11 nowadays? (OK, so I graduated Grade 12 so long ago -1987 - that some of this year's grads weren't even born yet but still, alll of a sudden there are this fresh-faced children in Grade 11)
2) I am always awestruck by what some people can do at a family member's funeral. 3 teenaged (or maybe 20 year-old) grandchildren spoke at Saturdays funeral. I have also been to one where the deceased's two 19-21 year old sons spoke. I never could have done that. Yes I preached for my grandmother but I was 34 by then --- and used to public speaking. But as a teen? no freakin' way.