Weekends were filled with dread. Friday after school, you needed to prepare a sermon for Saturday a.m. from the Kingdom Ministry and practice with other siblings. No staying up late. Saturday a.m. we would lay in bed dreading the "It's time to get ready announcement." There were very few Saturdays in my life at home that we weren't to the hall by 9:00 a.m. I would think of all kinds of excuses, I don't want to go, my stomach hurts, etc., etc., Unless we had fevers or were puking, out we went. We usually didn't get home until 12:30. Saturday afternoon we did home work if we had it and any chores. Maybe a few hours of free time and then the dreaded study for the dreaded Watchtower study the following early a.m. Sunday morning: off to the the 2 hour plus meeting which entailed at least 3 hours total including before and after time. If anyone was short on service hours (usually my dad at the end of the month), we made return calls after the meeting to meet the 10 hour requirements.
Tuesdays and Thursdays were filled with dread all day anticipating the meetings ahead. Thursday night was especially bad because thats when my dad, an Elder, had to conduct business afterwords. Sometimes we sat in the seats until close to 11:P.m. waiting for him.
If a Circuit or District overseer was visiting you could count on an extra hour at least on Sunday.
There were entire weekends taken up by circuit assemblies, special one day events and lets not forget the summer assemblies that use to last 8 days and slowly were pared down to 4 in later years. In the summer we usually had to pioneer at least 1 month. That meant in addition to all the meetings at least 2 to 3 hours daily door to door.
Is it any wonder so many of us have had enough religion to last us a life time?
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