Sitting in the cinder-block wall basement of a rural PA church listening to Bible stories around a rectangular table while sitting on small multicolored plastic chairs never seemed to help those lessons "click" for me. When I wasn't doodling or distracting the other children with my antics I was dreaming of of being somewhere outside, completely missing the point of why I was in this basement room.
It wasn't the teachers fault. It wasn't the churches fault. It's just how I was wired.
I was wired to run around rather than sit still. I pretty much vibrated anytime I was asked to sit still. I needed something in my hands to play with so I wasn't distracted by everything around me. I was the child that needed to burn his finger tips to understand that the stove really was hot. And if I didn't, I wouldn't remember the next time I was around a stove.
Kenbrook was started as a place that could experientially teach children about God, self, others and nature. Experiential learning means hands on, immersed in, tactile and a part of. Eight-year-old-me was a perfect candidate for Kenbrook. Kenbrook did something that all those Sunday School rooms couldn't...it made all those lessons finally "click."
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