Posted on 05/01/2022 1:22:55 PM PDT by DallasBiff
We all know the stereotype, of the nun teacher wrapping a student knuckles, but my dad had a story from his Catholic school days in the 40's.
One of his friends made a nun cry. Mother Superior was called and my dad's friend back talked to Mother Superior, and she she slapped him so hard that he hit the blackboard and broke his arm.
My dad was surprised that his friend didn't have another broken arm, when his parents found out.
the nuns never “wrapped” my knuckles with anything!
they sure did RAP my knuckles with those wooden rulers that had that metal strip in it!!
in this instance i believe the author’s word/spell checker is ‘new english’, which is inadequate, as demonstrated.
it is highly recommended to acquire a Webster’s Collegiate dictionary published before 2008. they haven’t been tampered with, at that time.
My fifth grade was my first in a Catholic schools run by those ‘evil’ nuns. I never got smacked by a paddle or had any other disciplinary action taken on me, but I was very cautious. Now, in return, those nuns brought me so very far ahead of my public school background that I was far ahead of my classmates for the rest of my high school days. I give thanks for them. College (B.S. through doctorate) was a breeze. We need far more nuns and NO MORE of the NEA little smarmy ill educated and very mentally sick POS eddikator “things” I saw on Twitter.
I know what I’m saying and I mean every word of it as sincerely as I can. I hope 95% of the nuns I had died hideous, horrible, agonizing snd terrifying deaths.
I mean it.
When I was 10, I raised my hand if class and asked Sister if I could go to the bathroom. She said “No, you didn’t say please.” I asked again, “Please, sister, may I go to the bathroom.” She said, “no, you should have said please the first time.”
It was about an hour until 1130am daily Mass and I figured I could hold it until I could slip into the chapel bathroom. I almost made it. As I was unzipping it let loose. Half in the urinal, half in my pants.
I hope there’s an unknown lower level of Dante’s inferno where she wallows in her own hot urine for eternity.
Dont mistake discipline for abuse. Those nuns crossed the lines plenty of times. This example is clearly one of those times.
Mostturned out to beangry, bitter, frustrated, many lesbians and therefore abusive to male students, ssxually frustrated.
All smiles when parents were around. Bipolar people. I went to catholic schools.
I remember diagraming sentences in maybe 4th grade. I really liked that.
You bet! Justice Clarence Thomas was brought up in severely segregated Savannah and his grandfather (who scraped by running a few oil business in the black neighborhood) brought him up and sent him to Catholic school.
The school…one of several in Georgia…had been established by Bishop Agustin Verot, third Bishop of Savannah and then First Bishop of St Augustine, FL, where he also set up a school for black children right after the end of the Civil War.
Justice Thomas went to this school, and credits his “old nun,” as we call them, with getting him to where he is now. She told him no excuses (like delivering fuel oil at 4:00 am), he was very smart and needed to buckle down and work. He did.
Of course, that may have been because if Sister told his grandfather, he knew it was going to be pretty terrifying!
Thank you Sister!
those were the days... 8^)
I went to Catholic School in Brooklyn in the 50’s. There were 60 in a class and the nuns managed it without a lot of chaos.
I did manage to get a ruler on my knuckles when I accidentally knocked a plant out a window.
PS I’m still a klutz.
I taught my kids diagramming in homeschooling. There are some workbooks out there.
I no longer write in my work but I still will occasionally diagram a sentence in my head to make sure it makes the sense I want it to make.
LOL, yup, that’s the way it’s done... like a boss
I went to Catholic school 1942-1951. There were about 80-85 students for every grade. Each year into 2/3 full grade level and the other third of the students went with the grade above or below. But with a full grade level or split we only had one teacher for about 55 kids. Discipline was strict but even with those numbers of students we ended up about 2 grades ahead of the public school. Physical discipline was rare but when necessary was administered. Those days some really slow students were held back one or more grades to be able for them to catch up. I don’t know how the nuns did it, but I take my hat off to them and know in my heart of heart they are in heaven now.
“You obviously didn’t go to a Catholic Elementary school in the 50’s.”
I did. Some nuns were battle axes and some were great and still others were somewhere in between. Great teachers, though. And they didn’t put up with any crap.
I went to Catholic school 1-12. Had one lay teacher in 5th grade. Nuns 1-8. Priests and Nuns 9-12. They never touched me nor did I witness any of them touching anyone else. Maybe I/we were just lucky.
I’ll be 80 in a couple of months and am always thankful for the education I got back then. I wouldn’t want to be as dumb as people are today.
And that is why no kid ever murdered another kid back then. The consequences was in fact, death.
“I know what I’m saying and I mean every word of it as sincerely as I can. I hope 95% of the nuns I had died hideous, horrible, agonizing snd terrifying deaths.”
Not me. Even the battle axes had their good qualities. A few of the nuns I had should be canonized, so fantastic they were.
In high school most of my teachers were priests, but I had a few nuns, as well. Compared to the nuns, the priests were the ones who dealt out the real corporal punishments.
I had Irish nuns in grade school and they were brutal. My husband on the other hand refused to believe that some nuns were mean. He had nuns who took their vows in Poland and were elderly and sweet. He was lucky.
And mean.
"God! -- (slap!) -- is! -- (slap!) -- love! -- (slap!)"
There was no love in the slaps and wraps on the knuckles from Sister James that’s for sure.
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