I remember when my dad was briefly an elder in the 70s. He went to an elders school. Think it was a week, dunno.
The last one I went to was a day, never 2.
Hell, I suffered through 8 FUC#ING WEEKS of Ministerial Training School in 2002 (62nd US class). Illingworth was tolerable to listen to, Manera was horrible to listen to, except his stories of the old days. He was a walking Proclaimers book. In retrospect, they were both pompius asshats.
Glad I don't waste my 5 weeks vacation on any of that horse crap anymore.
Snakes (Rich)