Ah, catholic school! So many good memories and in all of them, I’m wearing the same thing. I don’t know how many of you guys went to parochial school, but if you didn’t, you missed out on some cool stuff. “Like what,” you ask? Like, way too many things to count, but here’s a short list:
- Uniforms/learning to express yourself through accessorizing
- “Family Life,” i.e., Health class sans pesky birth control lectures
- GRAMMAR. Can YOU diagram sentences and name the 48 most commonly used prepositions? Because I can. Or used to be able to do it…
- Blessing of the animals. How awesome is this one? In October to celebrate St. Francis, you got to bring your pet to school to get anointed…unless you aren’t “responsible enough” for a real pet. In that case, you can bring Snowball, your polar bear stuffed animal. But watch out! The real animals might think he’s a toy and try to grab him during the ceremony, thus scarring you for life and making you build a “pillow house” for Snowball to sleep in every night. Hypothetically.
Don’t get me wrong – public school was a blast, too. Summer abroad in Spain? Athletic uniforms NOT from 1979? Teachers with health insurance!? Pretty sweet. All in all, I think I’m lucky to have experienced the best of both worlds. Although sometimes I do feel conflicted. As a child I raged against the CCD kids who would mess up my desk and *gasp* write on the white boards with SHARPIE. But then in high school (my public years) I was one of them! It’s like my life is Dances With Wolves!
So what about you, readers? Public or private? Or both?
P.S. – I promise not to get Carried away and end every post with a question.