Want to talk about combining everyone’s school supplies? I had to wear corrective shoes so my parents sweated shelling out $$$ for and driving everywhere to find some that fit the required school uniform. Well, one day, the nun told us to put all our shoes in a pile and find ours. Of course, I never did get mine back and my parent couldn't afford to buy new ones.
A few years later, my parents wanted to try another Catholic school so I took their entrance exam. My score was high enough but they turned me down because I had entered the name of the local public school instead of the private school for the name of your school question. Someone in the exam room had asked the sister what that question meant and she told us all to write the school we were attending. IOW, she lied or someone did. I suspect they were only giving the admission exams for the money.
One year, at Ash Wednesday, the priest got mad because so many kids had bangs which were interfering with him putting ashes on our foreheads so he ran his finger down their noses. Another priest hollered at us that we had sinned because we went with a friend on his church's (Baptist?) hayride.
Yes, the smartest thing my parents did was take me out of Catholic school and I thank that nun for lying about the exam question.
YMMV.
Father Finks was our chaplain at Mercy which is where I went. A true Marxist!!
bgill,
I had to look up to see if you were in the same catholic asylum I went to. One of the nuns at my school ended up in jail after decades of child abuse. In my brothers class, some kid spilled his milk and she made him lick it off the floor.
I broke my glasses on a Saturday and had to wear them taped together for a few days. The old bat nun principle just kept staring at me and pointing me out.
One of the priests was incredibly profane and later died of AIDS.