What a riot!
On Aug 3, 9:18�pm, archytas <[email protected]> wrote:
> My mate Phil, who survived a seminary training without becoming a
> priest, still has fantasies about nuns. �We shared an office for years
> and I despaired of him becoming computer literate until I found 'Nun
> Gunner', a small programme with nuns as space invaders. �He would
> slaughter them for hours on end. �Later, some crumby bar in town
> called 'Dirty Habits' featured topless nuns and it was impossible to
> drag him out. �With my Proddy updragging, I was, of course, immune.
>
> On 3 Aug, 15:10, gruff <[email protected]> wrote:
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> > In 1946 started Catholic school at Queen of All Saints parish in
> > Brooklyn at age 6 in an old gothic cathedral with attached classrooms
> > that was always dark and dank. �The gargoyles surrounding the church
> > were told to us as children who had misbehaved and were sent up to the
> > bell tower to be turned to stone forever if we did not behave. �I
> > never believed it for a second -- well, maybe for my first year or so
> > -- but what I did fear were those towering figures in black hooded
> > garments who floated up and down the halls silently stalking small
> > children. �Knuckles were rapped with metal edged rulers suddenly from
> > out of nowhere and boys and girls each were punished by being made to
> > sit next to the other. �I never understood that because I liked being
> > put next to a girl -- except for one -- a Patricia Ambrose who was
> > badly abused by the nuns because she had a severe body odor and was
> > the one the nuns put the baddest boys next to. �In later years I often
> > wondered what happened to Patricia. �I can't imagine what all those
> > years of being the punishment did to her psyche, spirit and soul. �I
> > have no fond memories of any of those nuns -- not even after eight
> > years of grade school with them.
>
> > On Aug 3, 4:23 am, rigsy03 <[email protected]> wrote:
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> > > I started boarding school at age 5-kindergarten- so in a sense, the
> > > nuns "raised" me for 9 months. At 7, I went away to girls camp for 2
> > > months. I suspect this was all my father's idea as mother was still
> > > playing the ex-wife/movie queen. The counterbalanace was "home"- a
> > > dramatic shift, interrupted somewhat by my father's death at age 10.
> > > Led into my room by 3 "witches" in black with starched bibs, I
> > > screamed bloody murder but eventually settled down but they could be
> > > sweet- Sister Eva once rescued me from a nightmare and tucked me into
> > > her bed, took a cab with me to the dentist, Sister R would spirit me
> > > out from naptime and we would share an apple on the sly. They forgave
> > > me most transgressions probably because father was generous to them.
> > > Anyway, the real gift they gave me was a schedule, order and disipline/
> > > rules which has been a bedrock. I was thinking the other day, I may
> > > have started my own convent of raising children as my marriages were
> > > false choices and husbands absent in spirit or flesh. I thought about
> > > being a nun during a college retreat- the thought lasted only an
> > > afternoon. I think it was an attempt to escape the boredom of a
> > > woman's college and too many dates/suitors. Instead I chose marriage
> > > to someone I hardly knew and was trapped by the ceremonies. Sort of
> > > like going to prison with perks.
>
> > > On Aug 3, 12:16 am, gruff <[email protected]> wrote:
>
> > > > Heh heh ... anyone who has ever had to deal with nuns had a strange
> > > > childhood.- Hide quoted text -
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