Better yet,a POLITICIAN.
The time my seventh grade teacher was using a yardstick to keep time (She was teaching us a hymn for class Mass) and banged it down on a kid's pencil box so hard the pencil box broke in half. The poor kid was very traumatized!
There was also the time the same teacher stared at us in COMPLETE silence after Immaculate Conception Mass that year, because we had not participated up to her standards. That was a long 90 minutes.
I can remember a kid who used to say the Our Father with "Howard be thy name" instead of "hallowed" We were so bad....we didn't correct him for a long time!
Here are two, fresh ones off the grill...enjoy.
After discussing world issues and hearing the intelligent responses and ideas from 10-year-olds, a child laughed, piped-up and said to her classmates, “Why don't those crabby, power hungry, world leaders just solve their disagreements by waging war on each other by performing their best out of three in Rock-Paper-Scissors?"
Currently, in MinneSNOWta, we're on our fifth round of winter. One little boy asked me the following question.
"Is it possible for Hell to freeze over?"
:) For my own entertainment, I asked, Siri Iphone.
When I was in first grade, I made a mistake while doing my homework. I didn't know what to do as it was a marbled copybook with sewn in pages so I didn't think I could pull it out and start over. I believe someone at home advised me to just cross it out, so I completely blackened it out. At school the next day, Sister Reparata was not pleased at all about it. She must have questioned me and I told her my brother told me to do it. So she marched me to my one older brother's classroom. He denied it. So I named my other older brother. She marched me to his room and I remember him standing towards the front of the room and her pushing or shoving him into the desks in front of his whole class making him fall down. Maybe both brothers had that outcome. I don't think they remember it anymore amazingly enough. I need to find that copybook as it will bring back memories.
I just remembered too...sometimes she would step to the plate for softball and she had a good swing.
When we prepared for the sacrament of Confirmation, we were
given purple mimeographed pages with questions and answers.
One of the questions was: "What is the Holy Chrism made of ?",
and there must have been a typo in the answer as, when the
bishop asked that very question, one of the children raised his hand
"The Holy Chrism is made of olive oil and blam."
I only attended Catholic school in third grade, but my family wasn't Catholic then, and I am now, so it had to have a pretty big impact on the person I am today...
I remember one afternoon we were in I guess what would have been first communion class, and the youngest priest at the parish was speaking to us, and he was talking about avoiding temptation. And he said "Do you ever get the urge to just eat paper? Don't do it, it's not good for you."
I don't remember a lot from my days at Catholic school because I was so young, but that was one of the moments I remember vividly. :)