In Which I Go to Sunday School

Submitted by Hitty Gale

It was early Sunday morning and I could smell breakfast cooking. My adopted humans were getting ready for church.  I was excited because I was going too! 

Some of Shirley’s friends had been reading about me on the Hitty Travel Doll blog and they wanted to meet me in person.

I borrowed a dress from my sister, Honey Bee, and Shirley slipped inside a pocket of her purse.  

Sunday School Class started at 8:30 a.m., early I thought.  Perhaps that is why there was coffee sitting on a table in the back.   

Our teacher, Phyllis, made everyone, including me, feel very welcome.  When she taught the lesson, she mixed up the serious stuff with humor.  I liked that.

I am following along with the lesson

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