How I Became a Franciscan Sister

Franciscan Sisters of Christian Charity ^ | Sister Renita Tadych

[Morgana]

When I was asked during my grade school years, “What are you going to be when you grow up?” my standard answer would be, “Either an opera singer or a Sister!” That was quite a range. It is easy to tell which one became a reality.

Franciscan-Sister-RenitaOn a hot Sunday morning in August, I was born in Manitowoc, Wisconsin to Anita Broecker Tadych and Zenon Tadych. I have two younger sisters, Dorothy and Caroline (Kitty). My mother died when I was three years old. Some years later my father remarried, and we were blessed with Lillian, “our Mom,” and LaVerne, another sister.

My education began at St. Mary’s School where all the classes were taught in Polish. The Felician Sisters allowed me to start school early. I was five in August, and I entered the first grade in September. In March of the second grade, we moved to the north side of town. I finished the second grade at St. Mary’s and attended Sacred Heart from 3rd through 8th grade where I had the Franciscan Sisters of Christian Charity. I had wanted to go to the convent right out of 8th grade, but my parents felt that I was too young. They told me I had to wait until I had gone to at least one year of high school. I went to Woodrow Wilson Junior High for the 9th grade. As a sophomore I entered the convent, and I was so excited that I had chosen the Lord. Since I have entered religious life, my primary goal has been to be the “best” Sister I can be. It is still my primary goal.

[afraidfortherepublic]

Thanks for posting. Lovely testimonial.

[A.A. Cunningham]

[laweeks]

I was taught by the Franciscan nuns back in the 50s. I’ve always admired them. Not happy about the street clothes.

[ABN 505]

Best teachers I had, Sisters of Mercy or No Mercy as some of the wise guys would say. Reminds me of Mother Dolores who lives down the road from here.http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2105662/Dolores-Hart-Elvis-Presleys-flame-turned-Hollywood-live-convent.html, isn’t life strange.