When I Joined My Catholic Church Youth Group

Some of the happiest moments we had were when we gathered for meetings. And some of the saddest moments we had were when we went to offer our condolences to bereaved members.
As for the meetings we had, I became rather outspoken when I aired my heretical beliefs. But the good thing about the youths was the way they listened to me without passing judgment.
I however have to admit feeling shy during most of the meetings. I particularly remember one meeting we had in December 2005 when I failed to shine socially as a fella called Tony gave out folded pieces of paper randomly.
Whoever received a paper was required to unfold it and answer the question in it aloud. The questions were about youth issues. One youth received a paper that asked her to tell us about her sex life.
Perhaps because the youths were in a buoyant mood that day, I feared Tony would pick on me, so to speak. I must have even wished the meeting would end soon. Luckily, he didn't.
Oh, I also felt shy when acting as a soldier in the nativity plays we staged on Christmas Eve. Peter Munene, a fellow youth who acted as King Herod, sent icy currents of fear down my spine as he asked us how many boys we had murdered.
All in all, I enjoyed being part of the youth group in which I formed lasting friendships. Some of them have asked me whether I still play the piano. I do.
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