Field Notes Six.DHudSmith

I truly enjoyed my service today.

First, I was conscripted to the task of giving the Bible study. I was grateful for the opportunity. I started by reading from the book that they take all of their studies from. I think it was written for the elderly. I thought it was good. Maybe a bit shallow. Afterwards we read from Jeremiah a passage that I had recently read. It actually fit together pretty well. I stated my thoughts. Several of the ladies (no men) had something to say about it. Then, we were finished. The whole experience was a bit strange. As I read and spoke, I looked out into the OPs faces. Many of the faces were blank. They were not present. Despite my attempt to be loud, I do not think that everyone could hear me. There were two, however, clearly with me. The rest...who knows.

I met a nice lady walking up and down the ramp (a form of exercise which they are allowed to preform solo). At first, she seemed distant. Understandable. To her I was just some random youngin. However, after I told her who I was and why I was there, she treated me as if I were her own grandson. We walked up and down the ramp four times (spending more time than you might expect). She was surprisingly tall. Had she not been slouched with age, she may have been my height. She was so grateful for my company.