“Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school.”

The wind is blowing and the sky is dark so you can imagine my surprise when I went to get the papers. It is a warm day. The high will be in the 50’s, but it is supposed to rain.

My computer has been returned to me. A long while back, I logged on before I knew some letters didn’t work so it was the wrong password. I tried again. The same thing happened. On the next try, the computer went dark. That was when I had trouble starting it. When I finally did, I had to log on as guest user. That meant no access to my files. I also couldn’t get to a few sites, stopped by parental control. Yesterday, I Googled again how to get on not knowing my password. I found a video which was simplistic enough for me. I am no longer guest user. Can I get a hallelujah?

When I was a kid, I went to St. Patrick’s Grammar School. Just about everyone I knew went to St. Patrick’s. My first grade was in the old brick building. Across the street was the convent, next to the school was the rectory and beside that was the church. It was like an enclave. There were so many of us that some classes had 45 or more students, but discipline was no problem. I don’t even remember anyone daring to whisper. A look from a nun was all we needed to cause us to sit still and say nothing and keep our hands folded together on the desk top as if we were praying. The nuns were mysterious, and they were scary. Their black and white habits kept them apart from mortal beings. I never thought of nuns as people let alone women. They were a breed unto themselves.

I have to be out and about today. I’m going to Hyannis, to the big city. It’s been a while.

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6 Comments on ““Thou hast most traitorously corrupted the youth of the realm in erecting a grammar school.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    All kinds of weather here but mostly rain. Still it wasn’t that bad to take a walk with the dogs out to the bog.

    Hallelujah 🙂 I have forgotten the password for two older computers I have and I would like to get in to them again, if not for any other reason to get the photos of my old dogs. Must see if I can find a solution for PC’s too.

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      It had to do with putting the computer in recovery mode then going from there. I googled find password for Mac. It took 7 steps. I was thrilled it worked.

      It rained this afternoon then it stopped until tonight. We got not only rain but also thunder.

      Enjoy your day!!

  2. Bob Cohen Says:

    Hi Kat,

    When I was a kid my grandmother lived in Brooklyn NY on the same street as a Catholic school. Groups of nuns, priests and brothers strolled down the street daily. You are correct that they all seemed very mysterious in their Medieval dress. My grandparents, having come from Russia, feared them because of both the Roman and the Orthodox churchs’ institutional antisemitism. At the time, the Catholic Church taught the lie that the Jews killed Jesus until Vatican II in the early 1960s when they correctly identified the Romans as the killers.

    When l was teen I always wondered why men or woman would give up sex for any reason. At the time it seemed the most important thing in the universe was having sex. 🙂 Sadly, recent scandals of priests having sex with boys and with nuns confirmed the reason for them living in secrecy in their convents. 🙁 During much of Church history the joke was that the Pope’s children called him uncle while his flock called him father. 🙂

    Today the sky was clear and breezy with a high of 60 degrees.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      The nuns looked standoffish with their habits. What we liked were their cowls. It had sides so the nun had to turn her head to see what was happening. By the time she looked, nothing was happening. When I was in the seventh grade, they changed the cowls, and nuns could see side to side.

      Not a single nun was part of the abuse scandal. They lived in the convent because they needed a place to be together, almost like having a dorm.

      My parish had one of the worst abusers. I know a couple of guys who were molested. They were my classmates. It is horrific.

      Rain and a bit of thunder tonight.

  3. Birgit Says:

    A well-deserved Hallelujah for you?
    That’s easy, we’re on YouTube 🙂
    Have a great day out!

  4. katry Says:

    Thanks! That was a fine Hallelujah. What I loved was the enthusiasm. It is obvious that all you all are into music.

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