Devotions for Teachers

Devotions for the Classroom

Where’s My Pencil?

Interactive Classroom Devotional

Topic:   What can God help you accomplish this year with just a pencil?

Scripture: Zechariah 4:10

“Though the instruments be weak and unlikely, yet God often chooses such, to bring about great things by them.”  Matthew Henry, on Zechariah 4:10

Level: Late Primary/Early Intermediate

 Need:  Collection of pencils listed in the story

 Hook: If a pencil could talk, what would it say?

Activity: Discussion; Read story 


-If pencils could talk, what would they say?

-Can you guess what kind of pencils I have in this (box, bag, etc.)?

-Even though we have pens, computers, etc., are pencils still important?  Why?

-How will you use a pencil this year?  

-What will God help you learn to do with a pencil that you couldn’t do before?

-How do you think a pencil would feel on the first day of school?

-What is a pencil’s task?  What is your task this year?


Where’s My Pencil?

It was the time of year when the yellow school buses come out of hibernation.  They roam the land, swallowing student clusters in the morning, and spitting them out in the afternoon.  

Today was The First Day.  The pencils were excited, but nervous.

“Stay with your pack, everyone.  You must have a child’s name on you in case you become separated,” said a sharp, Yellow #2 pencil.

“Hi, I’m new here,” said Mechanical to Charcoal.

“We’re pretty much all new here, friend.  Not many make it back for another year,” said Charcoal.

“Help—I didn’t come with a pack—I was sold separately!  Where do I go?” Birthday asked.

“You can hang out with us gift pencils,” said Google-eyed.  “We’re alone, too.

“May I have your attention, please,” said Yellow #2.  “Some of you will soon go to The Desks.  Others will wait in this plastic bin until you are needed.

“I’m so excited to live in my own desk,” said Google-eyed.

“Don’t get too attached to your new home.  You may end up in another child’s desk,” said Yellow.

“Oh no,” said Canadian Flag.  “Well, at least I’ll be in a desk.”

“Don’t be too sure,” said Yellow #2.  “Terrible things can happen to pencils.  Didn’t you read the manual inside your plastic cover?” 

“Like what?  What can happen?” asked Triangle-shape.

“Pencils can be traded, thrown, carved on, scraped, have erasers bitten off….”

“…That’s outrageous!” said Smelly.

“That’s not all.  You may be…broken…” said Yellow #2.

“Broken?”  The pencils gasped.

“Yes-- broken, or left on the floor.  Sometimes, you are thrown away.”

“Say it’s not true--I’m scared!” said Golf.

“Don’t worry, little guy--we’re all in this together,” said Kindergarten Big Red.

“The best thing is to be owned by a boy,” said Stubby, a survivor.  He had escaped last year’s clean-up by rolling into a vent where he lived for the summer.

“Why is it good to belong to a boy?”  The others gathered around.

“Boys will sharpen you until you are very small, but they will keep you a long time, because only boys have the special ability to write with a pencil as short as three centimeters,” said Stubby. 

“What’s that loud rumbling?”  Glitter asked.

 “It is time—the children are coming into the classroom!” Yellow #2 called.  “Let’s get to work, everyone.  We have an important job ahead.”

“Wait--what is our job?”  Mechanical yelled.

“To help the children as they learn.  Every time they use us, they can see how much they really know.”