Growing up I participated in cotillions (put on by my Mom and Sister Seaver). I do not think I have an exceptional amount of etiquette but I do at least know which fork is which. After college, I put on a 5 week cotillion for the youth in three of the wards in our Stake. It was fun (very stressful) and I think, most, of the youth enjoyed it.
This month I was asked to help with another cotillion for the Priests and Laurels (all who had attended the 5 week course years earlier as Beehives and Deacons). This was going to be only a 20 minute lesson and a small dinner. It was fun to teach everything again but...working with older kids... was more difficult than I had anticipated.
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