First of all, never second guess Catholic school students, we’re tough too. We have no problem sharing our problems, issues, concerns, faults etc. with other people because it’s something we didn’t have a choice, but to share. Imagine having to talk to a priest about your sins every year since you were in second grade. Scared and all freaked out like the priest knew your thoughts or that you stole chocolate from the cabinet when your parents weren’t looking. That was some intimidating, higher power, enlightening influence and you didn’t even know what was going on. The last thing you remember is finally taking a pee on the big girl toliet and coloring pictures of butterflies and now you’re being stared down by a priest with a beard and a scary costume on. I used to tell the priest that my sin was that I lied but I was actually lying about lying. What did a second grader have to lie about? And now you know why us Catholic school folks got no shame. You want to know what’s wrong? You got time? Alright then, take a seat across from me, let’s do this, I got all day.
Anyway, here’s three terms that us Catholic school groupies are familiar with:
“Do you have like, nuns that yell all the time and hit you with rulers?”
Education in Catholic school is double the work because you aren’t just being taught about history, math and science but also being taught how to be a respectful human being. It is almost a second alternative to parenting, but it’s a group effort by the entire faculty and staff. There’s rules that encourage good behavior in classrooms, punishments for acting out or disrupting others and consequences with refusing to comply with these standards. Public school kids might think that it’s the same thing as what they had, but it’s really not. You aren’t allowed to just roam around school, curse, have your cellphone out, act out in class, leave the classroom whenever you feel like it, or challenge your teacher in a rude or disrespectful way. I know that it isn’t the same because of what my public school friends have told me about what they get away with. It is way more laid back in public schools, trust me on this. And to answer your question. NO, we did not get hit with rulers.
“I could never deal with having to wear a uniform.”
For the love of uniforms!!! This is no exaggeration/sarcasm/joke. Wearing assigned uniforms was the absolute best feature of Catholic school rules. Any Catholic school uniform wearing kid knows that very familiar phrase from public school kids and the answer was always, oh yes you would. NEVER having to worry about what you’re going to wear. NEVER caring what you looked like because everyone looked the same. NEVER worrying about back to school shopping and trends and accessories. No sir, just plaid skirts, white shirts and black shoes. Nice little blazer, maybe a tie here, a bow there. Damn, we were fly. Take me back to those days.
“Do you have to pray all day while you’re there? Before every meal/every class? Doesn’t that get annoying?!”
And the reason why us Catholic schoolers are in the place that we are besides discipline and uniforms, is none other than God. Our families wanted our education to be a little bit more special, a little bit more fulfilling, so they put God into the mix. No we didn’t pray before every class (it depended on your teacher, some did) and no we didn’t pray every time we ate. We had one specific theology class and that was it for the day, along with prayer during homeroom. Mass once a month, and other ceremonies sporadically. It wasn’t overwhelming, it wasn’t “in your face,” it was just enough. You are taught how to live in faith by learning about God, talking about the history up until now and everything in between. Some of the most inspiring and meaningful moments of my Catholic school career happened in those classes. And now I know that no matter what goes on in my crazy life, I’ll always have faith to fall back on.
Jesus is the real MVP.