The Bridge and Abbey Dunfermline.
I remember fondly some of the memories I have of being a school chaplain. I was school chaplain in secondary schools and primary schools.
Taking assemblies in those schools were so different. In the older schools there were a fair number of students who were there not because they wanted to be but because they had to be. It was often hard work to capture the attention of an assembly hall and to hold their interest. it was a challenge and I often found some interesting ways to build up ways to not only hold the attention for one assembly but with the promise of more for the next one.
Primary schools on the other hand were always so different. Here the young children were full of enthusiasm, hands going up to answer and questions and give responses. Some of the answers and responses have stuck with me over the year, and I still have the odd chuckle.
Sadly we did not have mobile phones where some of those could be recorded.
I remember one school I went to every Thursday morning. On one of the Thursdays I allowed the children to participate by one pupil bringing along something that they thought was worthy of telling the school about.
There were no holds barred and no criticism made of what the children said or brought. We took the risk, and on most occasions it paid off. One I will never ever forget as long as I am on this planet.
The girl, who had been so very keen to have her turn arrived with a little cushion type pillow, probably from a dolls pram. What followed was to say the least hilarious.