I remember having the tue. night BS at our house when I was a kid. I had to dress up like it was a real meeting, and set up all the metal folding chairs. And I, my mom and sister all had to sit in the metal folding chairs, so the guest could have the good seats. Except for my dad, he got the best chair...... I remember sitting and watching a boy picking his nose and wiping it on the couch.
I also remember no one showing up and my dad insisting that the four of us have the meeting anyway. This meant..., that he asked the questions and we would take turns reading and answering the questions. He would get so mad when we didn't raise our hand to answer the questions. Either because we didn't know...OR...because we did know and just shouted it out. It was all so stupid.
I also remember getting in trouble when the neighbor kids would come over and knock on the door during the meeting asking if I could come out and play.
lisa