I remember seeing signs for VBS when I was eight or nine years old. My family was living in Seattle at the time, and this one church had signs hung up all over the place - including one big banner in our neighborhood. So, on the first day of VBS, I went down the bus stop, boarded, and was dropped off at the church. Some of my classmates were going too, so I thought it would be a good way to spend a few days of summer vacation. Well...
After we had been divided up by age, we went to our classrooms. After we had all introduced ourselves to each other, the teacher then instructed everyone to take out their Bibles. -What? Needless to say, I didn't have one with me, and, the only Bible I had was the BIG one that was sitting in the living room, and I wasn't about to take that to VBS the next day. Ah, well...
After lunch, we were all assembled in the sanctuary for a sermon. I heard about people speaking in tongues, walking on coals, and learned a few new hymns. All stuff I had never learned about in CCD.
Needless to say, my first day at VBS was also my last.