Arts, Crafts, Music, & Events of Breckinridge County Issue 2, July 2015 | Page 50

would beg for a story when little or read our own later just to
stall for a few minutes going to bed. The days of vacation
from school were just too precious
to waste a minute of them.
My peers and I always went at least one week a year,
Monday through Friday, to Bible School at one or more
churches. We would march in singing loudly “Onward
Christian Soldiers”, and then after the pledges to the flag and
the Bible, we would sing other songs with the accompanying
hand motions, such as “Old Noah Built Himself an Ark”, “Deep
and Wide”, “It’s Bubbling in My Soul”, or “Climb, Climb
Jacob’s Ladder”. On that Saturday of the week, the Bible
School teachers would treat us to a picnic, and on Sunday we
each had a part to say at the commencement service. Our
moms would make us practice daily so that there was no
forgetting our parts. Also in the summer, near the end of it,
we and our neighbors would all turn out in large attendances
for revival services held by an invited evangelist. Farmers,
clean and polished in their chambray shirts and pressed
pants, and ladies clad in printed cotton dresses, lined the old
wooden benches armed with