Mothers’ Meetings

Can you imagine thirty to fifty women all talking at once―all wanting to be shown how to do their piece of work, apparently unable to understand the meaning of “Do not talk,” or “Wait where you are; I will come to you as soon as possible”? Added to this, numerous babies are crying loudly, and the heat and closeness are almost unbearable. In the end our combined efforts obtained a tolerably orderly class, and we succeeded in producing garments for small children which did credit to some mothers who had never learned to sew before. When the work was folded up and put away, we closed with a simple Bible-lesson and prayer, and I must say at those times the women were, from the beginning, quiet and attentive, and generally succeeded in keeping their little ones fairly quiet.