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A big difference is that most Catholic school teachers are either young women fresh out of college who want to work for a few years before becoming homemakers, women who have gone back to teaching now that their children are school age (often teaching in the same school that their children attend) or homemakers whose children are now grown and who want to make a supplementary income.

Don't forget the nuns! My second grade teacher, a nun, was quick with a ruler on the back of one's hand. She also had the superhuman ability to twist an apple in half with her bare hands. Great woman!

[wideawake]

When I was in Catholic grammar school I had approximately thirteen or fourteen teachers over nine years. Only two of them were nuns.

One of them was pretty good.

[Blue Collar Christian]

I was conviced that nuns had eyes in the back of their heads under their veils. While writing at the chalkboard, they could name the kid goofing off and correct him without even turning around! BIONIC!

[Willie Green]

Don't forget the nuns! My second grade teacher, a nun, was quick with a ruler on the back of one's hand.

She must've been a novice,
the older ones used yardsticks and went for the rump.
Yardsticks weren't too bad, but heaven help you if they decided to use one of those round, wooden "pointers" that were about the same length. Those suckers hurt.

[sneakers]

My second grade teacher - also a nun - was, in my eyes, an angel. I never knew her to wield a ruler. Now, my third grade teacher - not a nun - was the meanest you-know-what you ever saw. She was handier with a handle brush than any nun could ever be! Only attended Catholic school for three years - (1st thru third grade) but it brings back wonderful memories.

[NYer]

Don't forget the nuns! My second grade teacher, a nun, was quick with a ruler on the back of one's hand. She also had the superhuman ability to twist an apple in half with her bare hands. Great woman!

ROFLMAO!!! Those were the days. My HS Biology Teacher, a layperson, never showed up for classes, so they dragged a nun out of retirement. When we reached the chapter on Human Reproduction, she covered it all by saying: "A boy reaches puberty when he begins to grown peach fuzz on his face. Now turn to Chapter 6." Amazingly, most everyone educated by the nuns in my "baby boom" generation, can spell faultlessly and has an excellent command of English grammar. We can find states and countries on maps and follow directions. My catholic elementary school class size was 60. Sister kept everyone in their seat. Those nuns taught for God, not a paycheck.

Today, there are few, if any nuns still teaching. As someone else pointed out, catholic schools attract recent college graduates who need the experience. Oftentimes, their inexperience can lead to bigger problems.