What If....?

I teach the 7 and 8 year old's at church and there are 6 girls and 5 boys in my class.  Let me just tell you, it can get crazy, loud in there!  The lesson was on, I can be reverent.   I found the cutest poem about a mouse, therefore the felt mouse handout was born.  Savannah stood beside me and handed me all the parts to the mouse while I hot glued them to the body.  I read the poem to her and she thought is was so cute.  She asked me to put it on the blog, "because one day I may be teaching some rowdy children!"

What If....?
If a mouse would ride to church
In your pocket on this day,
What might he tell his family
That he heard you do or say?
Would he tell them you were reverent
And you listened to your teacher?
Or would he say he'd never seen
Such a noisy creature?
Would he tell them how he loved that
You sang so sweet and clear?
Or would he groan from all the talk
That entered in his ear?
Could he take a little snooze
As you walked nice and tall?
Or would he scream with panic
As you galloped down the hall?
Would the little mouse get seasick
From the tipping of your chair?
Or would he feel safe and cozy
As you quietly sat there?
Would the chapel be a reverent place?
The sacrament the same?
Now tell me, would the little mouse
Be really glad he came?
If a mouse would ride to church
In your pocket on this day,
What might he tell his family
That he heard you do or say?