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Originally Posted by artgoddess 
 : How did it go? Our former RE director used to do stuff like that to people. No wonder we had such trouble getting people to volunteer.
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Well.....
I had 3 kids - my 11 year old, a friend's 10 y/o and my 8 y/o who wouldn't go to her own program.
I told them the story of freddie the leaf, gave them all a leaf and asked them to think about their life from a different perspective. I was hoping to guide the conversation to the idea that death is part of life, is what gives us perspective and encourages us to use our time well etc etc etc. I had a book about an 11 y/o boy who has lukemia and writes lists of things he wants to do with his life.
So we get to the point of the discussion where we are sharing and this little friend tells us that she has a friend in the hospital with lukemia.

You could feel the air get sucked out of the room.
We talked about that for a while and then moved on to what various religions/belief systems believe and how those ideas give us comfort and help us create meaning in our lives. I was totally filling time....
At this point my husband came in to pick up my oldest for hockey and drop off my other 8 y/o who promptly burst into tears at the idea of death and dying and would neither be comforted nor leave.
Sigh...we called it done at that point and went upstairs for the last song.
I checked in with my friend about her daughter and her daughters friend with lukemia...only to find out it was pneumonia rather than lukemia.
I think it might be a while before I attempt another class.