Today is the feast of St. John de Brébeuf. He was a Jesuit and in the group of the first missionaries to go to Canada.
My first grade teacher was Sr. John Brébeuf. She followed us into second grade to help prepare us for First Holy Communion. I remember her as one of the last to actually teach us the truths of Catholic teaching, before the onslaught of "we don't believe in that anymore" of the late 1960's and beyond.
I thank God that she was there to teach me to read and to prepare my soul to receive its Savior.
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Sr. John was my first grade homeroom teacher and she asked my mom if she was a "working mother" to which my mom was highly insulted and replied "No!" Evidently due to allergies I always fell asleep or daydreamed and came without any typical first grade skills. She also told my mom that during announcements while listening to our princple (a nun) over the intercom, I asked her, "Who is that man in the box?" Duringm y second year in first grade, or was it my first year in 2nd grade (same thing) my homeroom teacher was a nun who had severe dementia. She could not get thru 5 minutes of a lesson and sifted thru the garbage during lunch and made the kids eat food out of the garbage if they threw anything away. After a few months she was put out to pasture and replaced by a young lay girl. Oh yes, the principle was Sr. Sulpice.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if the nun with dementia you had was the same one that I had? She wouldn't let any of the kids throw any lunch away. I thought she left after our class, but evidently she stayed part way through the next year.
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to add that in thinking about that poor, elderly nun who shouldn't have been brought out of retirement merely because we baby boomers were filling up classrooms, it made me even more thankful for Sr. John, who, as I said, actually taught what the Church taught and did our otherwise very mixed up class a great service.
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