Path,
I’m so sorry to hear that the frustrations you have encountered have led you to quit. Being a catechist is one of the most important things you can do in the church, as the youth are the future of the Church, the future of Society.
I taught for 3 years until the DRE “fired” me because I answered the question of a student who asked if it’s a sin to hunt. "No, God gave mankind dominion over the beasts. However, if you’re simply shooting at random animals without any intent of eating what you kill, you might want to consider if this is proper stewardship of the gifts that God has given us.
Oh, and I prayed too much (started each class with what I refer to as a rosette, an Our Father, 3 Hail Mary’s, & a Glory Be). I also scheduled monthly confessions for the students, knowing they were likely not going with their families, as the parish confessions are on Sat evening 1/2 hr before Mass and there is infrequently anyone participating.
This last, and apparently problematic year, I was moved from the little kids (which I loved) to the 6th graders. My daughter was the only student I knew for certain would be in the class at the beginning of the year. None of her classmates from the previous year had parents who understand the importance of Confirmation. But when the first night of class came, we had a large class of 2 students, the other student having not been catechised since 3rd grade.
This is the first time I’ve talked about being fired (other than to my pastor / spiritual advisor). She dropped the bomb at the end of the year, and I decided to keep my mouth closed and see what happened. Since I told absolutely no-one, I knew that if anyone knows, it would have to be from her telling tales out of school. When I talked to the Pastor, he confirmed that I hadn’t taught anything incorrect and offered to talk to her with me. However, she was difficult to work with for the 3 years I taught.
At the same time, I also came to the Rosary through teaching the kids and I came to my reversion as a direct result. I’d been attending church, and asked to teach, but it wasn’t until the second year of teaching that I really got hit upside the head by a 2x4 by the Holy Spirit, after helping a students Mom who was dying of Cancer. On the day we thought was her last our class Prayed the Rosary and she lived another 3 weeks. This gave her sufficient time to have final conversations with her three children. And in working with her, I was in the proper frame of mind to help my cousin when my aunt died the same week.
I miss the kids and would like to teach again, but I guess this is a break I’m meant to take. By the end of the year last year, my class had grown to 4. The two boys who joined also hadn’t been catechised in years. One hadn’t participated since 1 week before 1st confession, and completed this sacrament for the first time during the year. His uncle, a priest, gave him his first communion without the sacrament of confession offered. The other had stopped attending after 3rd grade. At least I know that 1.) by the end of the year they all knew their basic prayers (which they didn’t when they came to me) and 2.) the one family that hadn’t attended RE since 2nd grade is still participating.
I know that in the past I have also had the opportunity to plant seeds with kids. It’s a special gift when God allows us to play this role. Hang in there and don’t give up if anyone thinks you’re being effective. Remember with kids this age, they are very unlikely to let you know they appreciate what you’re doing, even if you’re changing their lives.
CARose