Monthly Archives: January 2013

Accidental Sex Education Field Trip

I’ve written about my adventures teaching in a four room rural parish school, but not about the adventures of the young new parish priest there. Father Joe was an enthusiastic new priest, full of energy and wonderful ideas for our school and parish. Some of which turned out well, and others, not so much.

He and our principal, an elderly dumpling-shaped, cheerful little nun, took a busload of seventh and eighth graders to tour the Huntsville Alabama Space Museum.  The day went well and on the return trip Father scouted out a restaurant for his hungry students.  They stopped at one that had the innocuous name The Family Restaurant on a large sign over the building.  Father went in ahead to check out the food and how they were set up for a crowd.  It turned out to be a busy buffet, but the manager assured Father Joe that the students could all sit at tables pulled together and if they waited just a few moments, the line at the buffet would be clear for them.

Of course, as soon as everyone got settled in, there were numerous bathroom requests.  It was decided that the boys would go downstairs to the bathrooms first.  Then, when they returned, the girls could go.  Eventually, some of the girls began to complain when the boys never returned, so one of them was sent to check on what was holding up the boys.

Very quickly the girl raced back breathless and saucer eyed, yelling loudly, “There are women with no shirts on down there, carrying trays back and forth across the hall that goes to the bathrooms.”

Father Joe gasped, Sister turned pale, and the manager came running over to explain that there was a topless bar downstairs.  Father Joe, turned to Sister in panic, pleading, ” I can’t go down there.  You’ll have to go get the boys.”

Sister set off, her small plump body quivering with righteous indignation.  As she marched with head held high past the bar, she spotted her students peeking out from the bathroom.  Pouncing on the closest, she pulled him out by the ear shouting fiercely, “All of you, get upstairs right now.”

As she prodded the sheepish boys hurriedly past the bar, she heard a waitress yelling excitedly,  “There’s a nun out there.  There’s a nun out there.”

Quickly, they shepherded their snickering troops back out to the bus stopping only at a MacDonalds for take out and a bathroom.

Knowing that word would spread like wildfire throughout the parish before Sunday services the next day, Father Joe bravely diffused parental indignation by preaching on the misuses of the word, family.

 

 

The quotes are good, but Lea’s poetry is spectacular.

poetry, photos and musings oh my!

“But what minutes! Count them by sensation, and not by calendars, and each moment is a day.”  – Benjamin Disraeli

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”

–  Steve Jobs

“You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.”

–  James M. Barrie

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Time

The eternal stalker

Knows each of us

Intimately

Counts each breath

Every step you take

Is it an abacus

Or a calculator?

He uses to keep

Track

Saluting him…

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