Too hard to resist responding to Tad's post. I feel he offered it in good
faith, with good intentions.
But, did anyone besides me feel disgust at the masking tape over the mouth
of a student named Mark? It's a cutesy story written by a nun, perhaps at
an age when she was forgetful of what abuse she inflicted on her own
students.
Anyone who has attended parochial school in the fifties and sixties knows
from experience that life was not so cutesy back then. I remember my head
being pushed into a blackboard because I didn't come up with a math answer
as fast as the teacher, a nun, demanded. This was as a junior in high
school, not that it should make any difference when defining abuse.
I also remember being punched, kicked, slapped and hit with brass rulers
during the years from kindergarten to senior high. I know what I felt, and
it was definitely not gratitude.
Yes indeed, gestures do go a long, long, long way.
Tad Mckeon wrote:
> All the Good Things
>
> He was in the first third grade class I taught at Saint Mary's School in
> Morris, Minn. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark Eklund was
> one in a million. Very neat in appearance, but had that happy-to-be-alive
> attitude that made even his occasional mischieviousness delightful.
...snip by your host...
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