For children

The Lord of hosts is with you

When I was in the first grade, our school began a new lunch program. Each week a certain student was assigned to a table in the lunchroom to serve as the host or hostess of that table. There were many things to do! The food had to be carried to the table, passed around, and the table cleared. Sometimes there were even fifth- and sixth-graders at the same table!

At the very beginning of the year, one day the teacher wrote the names of the hosts and hostesses of that week. I was surprised to see my name! At lunch-time I was so scared. I went to the lunchroom, and the lunch lady told me which table was mine. I was trying to do everything right when a fifth-grader appeared at my table. He said some things to scare me, and I couldn't think of anything else to do but to go home. So I did.

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