I never knew they had Sunday school on Easter. But, I suppose, what better time.
You know, maybe it was a church service instead of Sunday School. That was about fifty years ago! I do remember that the bus came to take kids to Sunday School and, normally, we went home after Sunday School instead of attending the church service. It doesn't make sense, but I don't remember attending church that many times. And when I did, I sat in the pew and admired the women's beautiful hats!
The greatest gift I ever received was wrapped in swaddling clothes.