Story-telling

So I don't know who made the schedule for the kids story-telling in my church that have me on schedule by the 12th of June, 3 sabbaths from now!!! *roller-coaster feeling* .  The last time I told a story was during university years.  The first time I did it was when I was in elementary school, when my Dad had to preach.  It didn't come free, he paid me Rp.5000. Hahahaha... reward (again) =).  I don't know, my parents always or most of the time gives me reward. Like if I have good grades, or even once, when they forced me to drink spinach juice (yes, SPINACH JUICE!), man, it was smelly and taste awful.  They told me that I have to drink it, and they'll pay me Rp.100 for each gulp. I made it to Rp.1200 or Rp.1600. LOL!!! I think I was around 6 or 7 years old by that time. Hahah..
Speaking of good grades, during the first semester in university, my Dad told me that I'll be rewarded Rp.170.000 for each A's, Rp.100.000 or Rp.125.000 for A-, and so on, but only to B+, if I'm not mistaken.
Hehehe..

Reminds me of one teacher back at AIIAS, he used to teach for masteral/doctoral program.  The daughter attended the same painting class with me during summer holiday, she's younger than me.  We then came into a conversation in the class when we were told to buy painting boards, she was calculating how much money that she need to spend for those boards and how long she can earn the money.  So the parents pays her for the chores she do at home, like washing the dishes, cleaning the house, cleaning the garden, and she saves from that =).

I only got 1 story left in my mind.
The "ace card" of me and my Mom. Hahah.. she also used to tell the same story when she & Papi visited different churches.
But I don't think I'll tell that story, since it's about Tsunami and there are lots of small kids in my present church, I don't think they could catch it.  But I'll think about it.

I am really a very easily-nervous person. Haffff.. like now, my heart pounds really fast just to think that I have to do the story-telling in less than 3 weeks... every time I have to take part in any event, this always happens, my body becomes colder, shaking most of the time, heart beats really fast just like I just had a tournament.
I keep this on my mind, what my Mom told me when I was a kid:
"If you are entrusted to take part in a program, do it.  You have to train yourself, so you'll get use to it. Don't be like me, I easily get nervous."
But still, well, since I'm her daughter, the same thing happens.

So what story will I tell??