I met a guy in Biology class in 11th grade who you would have never pegged as a church-goer, his name was Addison. We had several things in common like height, humor, and lack of interest in Biology to name a few. After several months I began hanging out with him and some of his other friends as they gathered in the courtyard before school started. I recognized that something was unique about this group of people...this is where you may assume that I noticed that they didn't swear and they were all nice- you'd be wrong. They were all completely different. They had different personalities, interests, they were in different grades, and were various ages. I discovered that all of these individuals attended the same class at their church before school every morning. I having an interest in learning more about religion invited myself to attend, no one seemed to mind and some even seemed a bit surprised. While walking to class that same morning with Addison he informed me that I really didn't want to go to morning 'seminary' because it was too early and it stunk and was boring. I took this as a warning of what to expect, not as an attempt to keep me from attending. I went to the church the next day.
