When I was little, you kept still; looked straight ahead at the priest; folded your hands; knelt at the Altar rail to recieve Communion; put your head down with your hands covering your face after receiving. You were quiet, and if any of this was violated, anyone had the right to tell you about it.
Maybe I didn’t always like the idea then, but I do remember one thing: even as a kid, you knew something really important was going on... Kids need to know that.
**I do remember one thing: even as a kid, you knew something really important was going on... Kids need to know that.**
You were taught well.