Groundhog Day

We watched “Groundhog Day” in our 3rd Grade Sunday School Class. My teacher had a rather unorthodox approach to teaching Reform Judaism to say the least. On this particular day, I think she was using a Bill Murray comedy as a vehicle to discuss Judeo-Christian concepts of the Categorical Imperative, though I Kant be to sure. I was less than 10 years old and I was just happy that we got to watch a movie instead of gluing blue-macaroni on construction paper in the shape of the star of David. I always think of Sunday School on Groundhog Day. Would I want to relive this day infinitely?
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In 5th grade Sunday School, the same teacher tried to teach us about the unfathomable loss of life in the Holocaust by saying that if we filled the room with M&M’s, each M&M would represent a person killed at the concentration camps. As a 5th grader, all I could think of was actually filling a room with that much candy. My mind wandered, and thought of the consequences of somebody opening the door of a room filled with that many M&M’s. I imagined a technicolor wave of chocolate covered candies roaring through the hallways. I imagined the look of horror on the janitor’s face when he saw the mess and I felt bad for him.