My friend Larry A. and I were talking about our grade school education in Catholic schools (his in NYC, mine in VT), and the experience of nuns as teachers. It was a fine start to our education, we both agreed, emphasizing as it did those all important basics like reading.
I am extremely grateful to those teachers – and my parents who so believed in education – for giving me every tool they possibly could to prepare me for what lay ahead. If I have any regret, it’s in my own lack of attention to what was offered.
MANY MANY THANKS to each of you, wherever you are now.
Alternate Title: Where E-Readers Fear To Tread.
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I was educated and encouraged by nuns from kindergarten through high school, and I want to add my vote of gratitude to yours. One doesn’t have to travel far to hear horror stories about nuns as teachers, but I was lucky that the good ones outnumbered the bad. I had brilliant Sister Edmund who taught music in our northern Vermont small town high school, and I have always appreciated the advice that she shared, like, ”if you play a slow song quietly, it will sound faster.” To the nuns’ credit, the version of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales in the library had all the sexual escapades included.