I took the school and the all powerful nuns to task.....and forced the first referendum in school since the student council WAS a democracy. And the students won.
I think I drove one of them to retirement. Second Grade nun. I generally refer to her as the old bat. She wanted us to draw bowls of fruit. My orange was perfect but she didn’t like my apples. I drew them narrow at the bottom and wider on top, just like the apples my mom always bought. The old bat insisted that apples were symmetrical and made me do it again. So I did. Narrow at the bottom and wider on top. She tore it up, so I did it again. Any guess what it looked like? Let’s just say there was a big empty space on the wall where all of our bowls of fruit were on display for the art fair.