It was a lot to ask of the kids to memorize two songs in one day, but I thought them up to it. The little kids, or junior primary, did really well. The Spirit was strong, especially at the climax of the latter song: "How could the Father tell the world of sacrifice, of death? He sent His Son to die for us, and rise with living breath." Powerful words and spirit, especially as I have them crescendo towards the end of the phrase.
But the older kids, and the many boys it comprises, struggled. I told them we would keep repeating a phrase until I saw everyone's mouths moving. I had one boy sit up and after a couple of times with no mouth moving, I asked him to leave the room. I instantly felt something change.
Then another boy would not stand up and rather slouched on the floor and wouldn't budge. I didn't have time for dissenters, especially those who were so powerfully impacting others' ability to learn. So I asked him to leave the room as well.
The Spirit was not strong, even during "He Sent His Son" for senior primary. When I asked the kids if they were feeling it, none of them gave a ready answer. As I reflected on this, I realized the problem had been me. In not dealing more kindly with my quiet dissenters, and allowing them to learn in a way that was not distracting from the other kids, I had chased the Spirit out of the room. I needed to apologize.
The two boys came in near the end of Primary. I grabbed them after the closing prayer and before they fled, and told them I had been wrong, that I was very sorry, and would they please forgive me. I was shocked to hear one little boy's response "I'm sorry. I was tired." After which he promptly hugged me. Pretty big for a nine-year-old. I got hugs from both of them - I'm so glad for the experience - it taught me a how humility works and what it means to learn from mistakes and gently allow others to make them, too.