I remember I was nervous waiting to go out into the big public bathtub. I was in a women's bathroom with wood paneling. There were other women/girls in there waiting. I don't think my mom was in there. I may have brought a change of clothes with me maybe in a plastic bag. We were in the fellowship hall behind the church. I stepped out of a little side door to go in front of an audience of church members and the preacher said some stuff then he ducked me under water. It was a little scary.. He could have drowned me right there in front of everyone. Well, maybe somebody would have stopped him. My shirt stuck to my skin afterward and my mom may have said "maybe you shouldn't have worn a white shirt". I don't know, I was a little kid. Why does my mom buy into it?

Maybe I should baptize some people. What could I say to the spectators before I did it? How about "This person is going to let me duck then under water without my having to chase them around or anything, therefore I deem them cool." If you want to be baptized by me let me know and I'll gather some spectators.