Of Taffy Pulls

Come on. You know you want to admit it. The entire concept just sounds really cool.

A month or two back, J* and I went to a church youth meeting. This meeting was to decide what the church youth should do in the future.

When Pastor Z* opened the floor for suggestions, a silence fell over the room. I scanned the room, and both the teens and adults were awkwardly looking at each other, wondering who would speak first.

I realized at that moment that it would be up to be to break the silence. So my hand shot up into the air.

"Yes, Rebecca?" Pastor Z* said, visibly glad that someone was volunteering suggestions.

"Can we do a taffy pull?" I ask eagerly.

For a moment, no one moves. Then a laugh breaks out from one of the adults.

"If you can find someone..." they say. The rest of the hands then shoot into the air, all with a more serious suggestion.


*Some names have been changed for my own protection