Remembrances…

Of a time gone by, back when I had to wear a tie,

In school for the Catholic way of life, no lie,

Girls wear green, boys wear, I assume clip on ties…

First thru sixth, did I go to the school with the nuns,

Some so painful brought on by sadistic women with power over none,

But the children they have in class all day long,

Back in the days when beatings did regularly come…

The boys, their behinds red from the yardstick on bare skin,

Don’t remember what the girls did get, didn’t much care for them yet,

Remember dropping our pants, bending over and awaiting the eventual,

The eventual smack and scream of the other boys in the room,

While the others, both girls and boys alike, got to watch,

Their little laughs only because this was not their turn to scream and cry…

But they did know, they knew how it felt; they pretended it didn’t matter,

But matter to them it did, as it did to us, those being beat,

Depending on the “crime”, these nuns, our authority figures,

They did whip with abandon, never to say they were sorry, they were the “adult”…

Finally when I was in sixth grade, take it, I could no longer,

The nun did hit me; I took the yardstick and hit her back,

Leaving a welt on her face, she called my mother,

Told her of my “sin”, to the school my mom came, with all due haste, no shame,

She poked the nun in the chest with her finger and told her to never touch me,

She, in fact did better than that, she pulled me out of that school, to never go back…

Found my place in the public system, never again beaten by sadistic penguins,

I don’t know how it is now in the catholic school system, but then it was run by,

Sadistic penguins, bent on pain and torture to the “enth” degree,

I am surprised not more children did not grow up and lash out at some sadistic bum…

                                © ed ~ 7/18/04