My first blasphemy

While I'm not going to even try to describe why, I have recently been reading Genesis. I read the story of Noah, and was reminded of a Sunday school lesson from when I was about 6 years old.

The teacher started the class with a simple question: How are we all related? I was sure that I knew the answer. I raised my hand, and when she called on me, I proudly said "Noah". She dismissed me with a polite "No". I was obviously sad, but then I got indignant when the answer turned out to be Adam. I raised my hand again, and said "What about the flood?" When she didn't understand my comment, I said that everyone except Noah and his family were drowned in the flood. I was told, in that patronizing tone adults can have, that we were all related through Adam, and that's what we we studying that day. I closed down at that point, not paying attention to much of the rest of class. When the teacher came to ask what's wrong, I told her that I still think we were related through Noah. I was told that that wasn't what the Bible said, and was told to get on with my work(Drawing a picture of Adam in the garden of Eden).

I was very turned off due to that teacher. Either the teacher was wrong, or the Bible was wrong. I chose to believe that the teacher was wrong. It soured me on accepting summaries of data by sources I did not know. To this day, I really like seeing citations, and being able to review the materials for myself.

And that drawing? I turned in a picture of Noah on the Ark.