Convention Through a Youth’s Eyes By Anna Sumner Noonan
As I drove to Winston Salem on Thursday evening, January
of sorts. I was thrust into a group of around twenty other
19, I could only have imagined what the next day and a
youth from around the diocese, all of us a conglomeration of
half at our 196th Convention of the Episcopal Diocese of
representatives, delegates, and pages, but all of us as equally
North Carolina was going to be like. Upon returning home
passionate about the Episcopal Church. That first night we
on that Saturday I was far wiser on the inner workings of
learned our ‘jobs’, which for me consisted of sitting at table in
our Episcopal community and far wiser on the part that our
the front of the convention hall, being quiet, and not making
wonderful parish plays within this community. Being the
funny faces at the other youth pages stationed around the
youth representative for our convocation, I was told to arrive
hall. As we bonded as youth that night, it became apparent
the evening before convention officially started for a training
just how cool it was to have youth from all over the state come
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