Yes, I am a Utah girl, and so of course I attended released-time seminary when I was in high school. Basically, the hardest thing about it was sometimes I got rained-on as I walked the 20 feet from my high school to the seminary building. Other than that, seminary was pretty painless, almost enjoyable at times. It just meant I had one class that I didn't really get graded on, so the occasional test or assignment was very low-key. Sure, the teachers were cool (or goofy, which is its own brand of cool) and I managed to complete the four years of seminary with very little effort on my part. It was just sort of something that everyone did, so I went with the flow.
When I went to BYU, I met kids from out of Utah who talked about some craziness called Early Morning Seminary. They said they met every day at some insane hour like 6:00 a.m. so they could study the scriptures before school. They talked about it like it was No Big Deal, so of course I blew it off like some silly rumor. I figured if anyone got up at that ungodly hour for seminary, they must be ready to be translated or something, and these people seemed pretty run-of-the-mill, so clearly they hadn't really gone to Early Morning Seminary. I figured it was some Mormon myth that un-Utah members had created to make it sound like they were more spiritual than us.
Well, then I moved here, and people in my ward started talking about seminary. I knew the high school kids in our ward wouldn't have released-time, so logically it made sense that they must be going to that weird phenomenon called Early Morning Seminary, but in my heart I wasn't convinced. Some of my friends were even called to teach it, and they talked about it openly, but secretly, I still believed it was all a myth. I mean, it sounds crazy, right?
Well, this year I have learned just how crazy it really is. I have been called to teach seminary in our ward, and yes, we do meet at the ungodly hour of 5:55 a.m. every school day. This, however, is the only painful thing about it. I must say that after three months of teaching seminary, I think this is the BEST calling I have ever had! We are studying the New Testament, and I have loved, LOVED studying about the Savior's life and His teachings. (I know I sound like those crazy people who say they love the scriptures, but I really do!) And even though it is time-consuming to prepare the lessons, the time I have spent studying the scriptures has helped me feel closer to the Holy Ghost, and I think I am happier now with all aspects of my life than I have ever been. I am truly enjoying my children, husband, and home like I never have before. (Oh yikes - I am sorry this sounds like a seminary video. Maybe I am spending too much time buried in the materials...)
Well, for the benefit of all my Utah family and friends, you who attended released-time seminary and secretly believe that Early Morning Seminary is a myth, here are pictures to prove that it is real:

This is my teaching partner Mary holding up the Scripture Mastery scripture of the week. We teach our class in Mary's home, and we alternate weeks that we give the lessons. Mary and I both attend the class every day, but it is nice to have a week off preparing the lessons, because that can take over your life. Mary is awesome in every way, and it has been delightful teaching with her. (This shot is obviously very posed. I think I should submit it to the
New Era, though, because isn't it the very picture of Caring, Cheerful Seminary Teacher Encourages Willing, Spiritually-uplifted Student?)

This one is more realistic. I think Allie and Danielle actually blinked, but Travis's eyes were probably already closed.

Candelaria was kind enough to open her scriptures and look enthusiastic for the picture, but the boys' slouchy posture is a better indicator of the true level of excitement at this hour of the morning.
Again, Lowell is putting on a good show, but one look at Krissy's face should tell you how they really feel.
These kids are amazing - it literally took my breath away the first morning I arrived and saw them all sitting there waiting for seminary to start. I can't believe they come back, morning after morning, and they are so nice to us, too. I know many of them are "strongly encouraged" by their parents to come, but not all of them are, and that makes me have a huge respect for them. Sure, they are tired and probably sometimes really bored, but they are also very spiritually mature and can say the wisest, most profound things. I honestly enjoy spending my mornings with them in seminary, and when I see them outside of class, it is all I can do to restrain myself from picking them up in a big bear hug.
OK, sorry for the gushing. I just thought I ought to include something about seminary, since it has been such a big part of my life these last three months. I am just glad I have this chance to see that Early Morning Seminary is NOT just a myth!