For Little Friends

By Ann Wing

Jamie’s Talk

Pray unto the Father (Moro. 7:48).

When Jamie’s mommy came to get him from his Star A class, he was very excited. “I’m giving a talk in Primary next Sunday.”

“That’s wonderful,” said Mommy. “You ask Daddy to help you.”

While Mother fixed dinner, Daddy helped Jamie think about what to say. That evening, Mommy helped him practice the words.

On Monday Jamie practiced as he swung back and forth in the swing. On Tuesday he practiced while he shoveled sand from the sand pile into his dump truck.

He even practiced in front of the mirror in the bathroom at night before he went to bed.

Later in the week, he gave his talk to his best friend, Grandpa Strong.

“Good talk,” Grandpa told him.

Jamie’s sister, Ann, listened to his talk while she curled her hair. “Nice job,” she said.

On Saturday Jamie said his talk to the dog while she was sleeping in a patch of sunlight. I know every word now, Jamie thought. I’m ready to give my talk tomorrow.

In the morning, Jamie put on his blue pants and white shirt and pink bow tie and blue jacket. In Primary he sat on a seat behind the pulpit and listened to the prayer and scripture reading.

Sister Dodson said, “Jamie will give his talk now.”

Jamie stood at the pulpit. His mommy and daddy sat in the back of the room and smiled at him. All the other children looked at him. Then something happened: When Jamie started to say the words, nothing came out of his mouth! He tried to think, but all he could think of was that he had forgotten his talk. Big tears came to his eyes. He stood there and didn’t know what to do.

Then he saw Daddy come toward him. Daddy knelt down beside him and put his arm around him and told him the first words of the talk. Jamie started to remember the rest of his talk. With Daddy’s arm firmly around him, Jamie said every word.

After Sharing Time, lots of people told him that he had given a good talk. Jamie felt good. He had tried hard all by himself, and with Daddy’s help, Jamie had given his first talk.

After church Jamie took Daddy’s hand. “Thanks for helping me,” he said.

Daddy squeezed his hand. “You know, Jamie, when I get stuck I ask my special Father to help me. I can depend on His help. Do you know Whom I’m talking about?”

Jamie smiled. “Heavenly Father.”

“That’s right, son. Heavenly Father will always be there to help you.”

[illustrations] Illustrated by Phyllis Luch

Hop and Touch Activity

Hop on one foot, turn around;
Hop on the other foot, touch the ground.
Touch your elbows, touch your knees;
Clap your hands—One! Two! Three!
Stretch up on tiptoes way up high,
Flap your arms and pretend to fly.
Shake your head and arms every which way;
Put a smile on your face—be happy today!

[illustration] Illustrated by Robyn S. Officer

Hanging Valentines

To make these valentines, you will need: colored construction paper, scissors, glue, ribbon, and decorations such as buttons, lace, rickrack, cording, sequins, and glitter.

  1. 1.

    Cut heart shapes out of construction paper. Glue decorations of your choice on them (see illustration).

  2. 2.

    Tie or glue ribbon to the valentines for hanging. These valentines make cute necklaces or doorknob decorations.

Strawberry-Banana Tarts

1/2 cup graham cracker crumbs

2 teaspoons sugar

2 tablespoons soft margarine

1/3 cup strawberry jam

1/2 cup chopped banana

whipped cream

  1. 1.

    Mix the graham cracker crumbs, sugar, and margarine together.

  2. 2.

    Divide the crust mixture equally into four lightly greased muffin cups. Firmly press the crust to the bottom and sides of each cup.

  3. 3.

    Blend the jam and bananas. Spoon an equal amount of the mixture into each crust. Refrigerate until firm. Top each tart with a dab of whipped cream.

Prayer Puzzles

  • Bow your head when a prayer is given.

  • Fold your arms during a prayer.

  • Don’t forget to bless your food.

  • Kneel by the side of your bed for night and morning prayers.

  • Remember to have family prayer.

  • Close your eyes when a prayer is given.

[illustrations] Illustrated by Robyn S. Officer