Jenny was spotlighted in Primary yesterday.
The kids love the spotlight. We turn out all the lights and a hush settles over the room. Then someone with a flashlight waves it around the children's faces, much like a search light. Meanwhile, someone else is reading (by flashlight) the spotlight paper. The clues are read, and the children try to guess who it is.
"This person's favorite food is spaghetti."
All the kids think it's them.
"This person's favorite scripture hero is Jesus."
Again, all the kids think it's them.
"This person's talents are baking, dancing, singing, and twirling."
The boys slide down a few inches in their chairs and the girls all still think it's them.
"This person has one brother."
All this time Jenny is listening, sitting on the lap of her teacher, with quiet attention.
"This person's favorite place to go is Disneyland and to get churros and the Tulip Festival."
All the children are stumped. Except for Jenny. She perks up and says "I think it must be me."
"This person's favorite blessing from Heavenly Father is animals because they are fun to take care of and to feed. This person is . . . Jenny!"
She said "I knowed it was me", with a self-satisfied smile.