Meeting's..........the best Medicine!!! (page 3)

ISP

Ah..........Restroom! Was a room with chairs and sofas. There was also coffee making facilities! It wasn't like a toilet! It was also a room for mothers to feed their babies. Hey that was fun also!

ISP

Esmeralda

Oh man, what a memory I just had. This isn't really funny but I just remembered it so clearly.

Every congregation I was ever in had a group who just loved to hang out in the darkened room off the ladies room that was for breastfeeding mothers. These same sisters spent every week in there, usually claiming they had a 'headache' while they spent the whole meeting catching up on gossip.

One time I went into the mothers room to feed my infant daughter and there were women sitting on the couch chatting...and they saw me standing there with the baby...and just kept going! I just stood there, unable to believe what I was seeing. I kind of leaned on the edge of the countertop/changing area and started to unbutton my blouse...they kept chatting. Got the nursing bra undone...chat chat.

I think that it wasn't until I actually tried to nurse standing up and I gave this one sister a look like "come on, help me here" that she finally got up and left. I'm pretty sure that she never spoke to me again *lol*

es
my new pet peeve is people who park in handicapped parking places without a permit! Grrrrrr!

ISP

I remember putting one of the kids cushions up my shirt. It made me look pregnant/fat. I went round for a while like that. When I moved up the rows to my wife........she went into a fit and had to go out. No one said anything to me! It was a cushion/pillow that my boy carried around with him.

It lightened stuff up!
ISP

Mum

I began attending meetings regularly when I was about 15 years old. While I was gung-ho, totally serious, my teenage counterparts in the congregation were pretty rebellious. We would sit together at meetings, and there was one girl who could make us practically fall off our chairs laughing. She would have Beatles bubble gum cards and write funny captions on them (yes, this was in the early '60's). I remember one of the pictures was of the Beatles boarding an airplane, and she captioned it, "We're being deported."

The same girl would write pretend letters to Santa Claus on behalf of people in our congregation. She would ask for the ability to control their appetite and such for the phantom Christmas gift. She would misspell words and use illiterate expressions (as if the letter had been written by Fred Hall perhaps) and have us in stitches! Sometimes the parents would crack down and not let us all sit together, but we persisted, sitting together at every meeting until forcibly separated. She would also say things like "Brother M... just made his Cedar Point comment, so the WT study is drawing to a close." We had a great time in "service" as well with this witty crowd.

One of the guys could draw the most hilarious caricatures of people in our congregation. The hilarity was non-stop. We would get together socially, too, and make up silly games. Once I fell, and we made an impromptu play, with my friend the artist pretending to be a foreign doctor lamenting the fact that I might be seriously injured and wouldn't take a "bloot transfuchion" as a "Yehowa's Vitness."

I could go on and on.....

dins

Cassiline,

That same scenario happened in my hall several years ago. You didn't by any change attend a KH in Northen New Jersey??

Just curious, as I remember the incident well and my sister and I couldn't stop laughing!!!

Esmeralda

My sister (now also out of the org) and I used to take "notes" during assemblies all right...

The opening talk of one DA they were talking about the importance of listening, and gave some stupid acronym for L I S T E N

She and I went back and forth filling in the letters until we had this:

Look around
Invent stuff
Smart off
Talk alot
Entertain Others
No Smiling though!!!

Once we were nearly busted, and she wrote in really tiny letters "Is that woman behind us reading our notes?" I casually let my bible fall out of my lap so I could bend over, then I peeked back and wrote back "I don't think so..."

Then she wrote GOOD in huge letters across the page. I nearly died laughing.

One time I was sitting at a DA with a bunch of kids I barely knew from another hall. I was trying my best to sing the song straight faced (I know, I know...I was trying!) and all of a sudden, the guy next to me started meowing like a cat, on key. My eyes kept getting bigger and bigger, and finally my sister and I just lost it and burst out laughing.

After the song and prayer, the man in front of us turned around and said "I hope you're proud of yourselves. That tape is going to encourage brothers behind the iron curtain."

I wanted to die *lol* Of course now, it's funny. Who knows, maybe it gave them a laugh too *lol*

Memmmmoriiiieeeeeesssss like the corrrrrrrners of my miiiiiiiiind...
Misty water colorrrrrr mmmmeeeeemmmmmmmoriesssssssss oooooof the wayyyyyyy we werrrrrrrrrrrrrrre!

LOL
essie
gone from giggly to hysterical (I'm told that unpredictable mood swings are part of M.S., does that mean I have an excuse now? LOL)

precious_lil_1

Ok here's one for ya! This was actually at one of the bookstudies. I must have been about 8-10. My dad wasreader for the evening. The sister's home that we hadthe bookstudy in had 3 children. Very wild and unruley children. Anyway, one of them had been wiggling in his chair for about 10 minutes when she finally told him to go to the bathroom. He ran off to the bathroom and of course we could hear everything due to the fact that it was a small home. My dad wads still trying to keep the straight face as he read. The boy comes running out of the bathroom and plops down on his seat. Now I don't knoe if you all had thes chairsat your bookstudy but they were the hard aluminum folding chairs. Anyway he wasswinging hisfeet under the chair and got them stuck behind the rung. He immediately fell facefirst onto the floor. It get's better, simultaniously(sp) as his body hit the floor aloud and obnoxious sound and odor emitted from him, filling the room. My dad could no longer read. Needless to say we all laughed for years to come.
Thank you to whomever for all these wonderfull moments in time.

Cassiline

Dins.............nope not in Jersey, right across the way in Morrisville, Pa.... hop, skip and a jump from Trenton.

C

When the pain of being where we are, becomes greater than our fear of letting go...we will risk and heal and grow.

LizardSnot

One Sunday our congregation had a guest speaker who's topic had something to
do with the brothers in Brazil. Unfortunately this guy had a speach impediment
and pronouced the location as brazeer. Yes, being the 12 year old boy that I was;
I laughed everytime I heard him say brazeerians, or our faithful brothers &
sisters from brazeer. Even after the meeting, I heard one elder say to another,
"man, I sure would like the visit that brazeer place".

"Most of what you've ever worried about will never come to pass"
-Heard from John Hagee on TBN

Introspection

I actually remember one thing said on the platform that's halfway funny, most were lame.. At this one circuit assembly talk this bro had quoted a scripture with the words "desirable thing" and asked, when was the last time someone called you a desirable thing? Ah well, I think I and others in the local cong were a bit too anal to joke..

Meeting's..........the best Medicine!!!

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