tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post5741902702638148684..comments2024-03-27T16:21:32.302-04:00Comments on Being Ron: Catholic School Drinking FountainRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-8418771099782973242008-08-04T22:16:00.000-04:002008-08-04T22:16:00.000-04:00Evening Dearest Gypsy-Heart~No...that's not me in ...Evening Dearest Gypsy-Heart~<BR/><BR/>No...that's not me in the photo, but it's SOOOO funny, because I just KNEW someone was going to ask me that.<BR/><BR/>I actually found that on Flickr, and I just LOVED the expression on his face. It reminded me of the look I had on my face several times in school.<BR/><BR/>OMG, your detention was PULLING WEEDS???<BR/><BR/>In my school it was CLAPPING ERASERS, to get all the chalk off them. It was horrible, because all this chalk dust would be flying around. And the REALLY bad kids use to clap them on the side of the school building, which made them get ANOTHER detention.<BR/><BR/>In my school, the girls got their hair pulled and the boys got their faces slapped OR their knuckles cracked with a metal ruler!<BR/><BR/>And to this day, whenever I see a metal ruler in the office supply store I ALWAYS think of that!<BR/><BR/>God...don't we ALL have such wonderful memories of our school days???<BR/><BR/>Thanks so much for sharing yours, dear Gypsy!<BR/><BR/>OMG...I hope you don't have a nightmare of Mrs. Baird chasing you with a handful of WEEDS!<BR/><BR/>tee, hee!<BR/><BR/>Love ya!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-68501988065524043072008-08-04T21:09:00.000-04:002008-08-04T21:09:00.000-04:00Ron dear heart...do you have recurring nightmares ...Ron dear heart...do you have recurring nightmares about that..it sure sounds like a nightmare memory. <BR/><BR/>I did not go to Catholic school, but I had one teacher in the 6th grade that would have qualified to teach there. We were all terrified of her. She would grab the boys hair (even crew cut's) and shake their heads and call them hoodlums!! She would be charged with child abuse today!! My one and only trip to the principals office in school was in her class. I couldn't find my homework...because she was standing over me like a fire breathing dragon. I was scared to death, and I found it later..after I went through detention with all the other "bad kids" in detention. Detention was pulling weeds on the school grounds. Can you imagine that today??? To this day I hate pulling weeds. :O <BR/><BR/>The worst part is the rule was if we got into trouble at school we got our ass whipped at home!! So all the trouble I was in was for something I had in my notebook all along!! <BR/><BR/>Thanks for the memories! Now I may have nightmares of Mrs. Baird! hee, hee <BR/><BR/>Love ya!<BR/><BR/>Ps Is that young man in the picture you?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-47340070185093445072008-08-04T20:56:00.000-04:002008-08-04T20:56:00.000-04:00Howdy Rhea~Yes...I'd have to agree with you, that ...Howdy Rhea~<BR/><BR/>Yes...I'd have to agree with you, that was wrong.<BR/><BR/>But, I do some volunteer work with the Sisters of Mercy, here in Philadelphia, and sometimes at lunch we'll talk about stuff like this and they TOO feel that it was wrong. They're much younger sisters, and have a whole different approach to teaching.<BR/><BR/>THANK GOD!<BR/><BR/>And I think catholic school has changed drastically since I attended.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by today, Rhea!<BR/><BR/>Always nice sharing with you!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-71478924363640736512008-08-04T20:50:00.000-04:002008-08-04T20:50:00.000-04:00Oh, Dianne....you KILL me, girl!"A sky box in hell...Oh, Dianne....you KILL me, girl!<BR/><BR/>"A sky box in hell!!!"<BR/><BR/>That was WONDERFUL!!<BR/><BR/>Well...I have a feeling you and I will have adjoining SEATS!<BR/><BR/>(that's ok though...cause we can BLOG)<BR/><BR/>YES...and I do remember the water tasting rusty too!<BR/><BR/>YUCK!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing, Dianne!<BR/><BR/>That was WONDERFUL!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-58950081056382851602008-08-04T20:45:00.000-04:002008-08-04T20:45:00.000-04:00Dear Miss Jones....OMG...your comment deserves an ...Dear Miss Jones....<BR/><BR/>OMG...your comment deserves an ACADEMY AWARD!!!<BR/><BR/>BRAVA!<BR/><BR/>That was friggin' PRICELESS!!!<BR/><BR/>And placing the slightly opened mustard packet on Gary's seat was BRILLIANT, girl...just BRILLIANT!<BR/><BR/>How the hell did you think of that?<BR/><BR/>Dear God...I wish you and I would have known one another in school, because I KNOW we would have been the BEST of friends!<BR/><BR/>Hey, listen...if you enjoyed catholic school, that's great! Like I shared, I've met many people who said that they did.<BR/><BR/>And I bet even though you may have gotten kicked out of Guadalupe....I also bet deep down inside, the sister's missed you!<BR/><BR/>Because you're the DIVINE MISS JONES!<BR/><BR/>Thanks SOOOOOOOOOOO much for sharing your experiences in this post, Spiky.<BR/><BR/>God...that was GREAT!<BR/><BR/>Ciao bella!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-50839463666546436802008-08-04T18:21:00.000-04:002008-08-04T18:21:00.000-04:00That's just wrong. Plain wrong.These days kids can...That's just wrong. Plain wrong.<BR/><BR/>These days kids can have water bottles on their desks, thank god. I wonder if catholic schools are still that freaky about water...Rheahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11027061380778030388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-3276871495036874042008-08-04T16:47:00.000-04:002008-08-04T16:47:00.000-04:00Well we've already established that I have a sky b...Well we've already established that I have a sky box in hell reserved just for me so I have no problem admitting that when the nuns tapped me on the shoulder I shrugged them off.<BR/><BR/>What!!? Shrug a Nun!!<BR/><BR/>I was a Filthy evil child <BR/><BR/>The water always tasted warm and rusty.Diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02946500110072411468noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-70785639758409595942008-08-04T16:34:00.000-04:002008-08-04T16:34:00.000-04:00Ron sweetie, hahaha. I kind of liked it. Um yes, I...Ron sweetie, hahaha. I kind of liked it. Um yes, I was eventually kicked out of Our Lady Of Guadalupe and St. Phillips and eventually to Santa Maria, finally an place where I belonged. hehehehe. <BR/><BR/>I kind of figure it like this...who had it worse Sister Mary Alice or me? I mean I had to deal with them and they had to deal with me...I think my Nun drill instructors had the worst of it. I'm sorry for the fights I got into, but the boys shouldn't flip my skirt up amd not think they will not get punched out. I know I did the same to the other gals too and paid for it with a slap...it was well worth it. I know I deseved detention when I put several slightly opened mustard packets on Gary's seat and it stained his pants yellow, but he pulled my hair. How was I to know he liked me and that's why he did it.<BR/><BR/>I was always willing to go to confression and say my 10 Hail Marys and 10 Our Fathers...then go outside and have a cigarette.<BR/><BR/>Ah...those were the days, huh Ron?<BR/><BR/>Ciao baby...have a fab day and evening.Spiky Zora Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09283587481327552086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-20346147440173142482008-08-04T13:34:00.000-04:002008-08-04T13:34:00.000-04:00Afternoon Akelamalu~OMG...MWM is SOOOOO right!And ...Afternoon Akelamalu~<BR/><BR/>OMG...MWM is SOOOOO right!<BR/><BR/>And good for him!<BR/><BR/>CONFESSION, CONFESSION, CONFESSION...<BR/><BR/>Catholic school was so BIG on confessing. What the hell, could a 6-7 year old child confess to all the time?<BR/><BR/>(besides maybe...drawing outside the lines in your coloring book)<BR/><BR/>jeeees!<BR/><BR/>Anyway, dear lady...as you can tell, you didn't miss a thing!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, Akelamalu.<BR/><BR/>I'm so glad you're back!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-24281437584131523722008-08-04T12:25:00.000-04:002008-08-04T12:25:00.000-04:00How cruel they were! I didn't go to Catholic scho...How cruel they were! I didn't go to Catholic school but MWM did and he would agree with you because he hated it. He hated being ridiculed on a Monday morning because he hadn't been to confession on Sunday - he stopped going when he got to 13 because he said it was full of hypocrites.Akelamaluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11234268568845148285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-73377614824613675172008-08-04T12:15:00.000-04:002008-08-04T12:15:00.000-04:00Morning Nicole~YES!!!! OMG...I think it must have ...Morning Nicole~<BR/><BR/>YES!!!! OMG...I think it must have changed in catholic school.<BR/><BR/>They would NEVER be able to get away with how they disciplined.<BR/><BR/>*I think "paddling days" are over. As well as, "knuckle cracking" with a ruler!<BR/><BR/>I remember that all too well.<BR/><BR/>And catholic school too, had some insane rules about how you were to be seated at your desk...it was called: West Point Position.<BR/><BR/>I SWEAR!<BR/><BR/>When we moved to Florida, my parents decided to have my younger brother attend a private school for his last 4 years. And I know...it's VERY expensive.<BR/><BR/>It's funny, every time I hear the words "private school" I always think of that scene in Mommie Dearest, when Joan Crawford drops her daughter (Christina) off at the Chadwick Private School!!!!<BR/><BR/>And Christina was CRYING..."NO...NO...I don't want to leave home, Mommie!"<BR/><BR/>tee, hee!<BR/><BR/>Mucho thanks for stopping by, Nicole!<BR/><BR/>And wishing you a day filled with NO timing at the drinking fountain!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-29468245560201901102008-08-04T11:51:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:51:00.000-04:00Morning Crystal Chick!You're mother WAS a very wis...Morning Crystal Chick!<BR/><BR/>You're mother WAS a very wise woman!!!<BR/><BR/>The truth be told...my mother actually had a cousin and aunt who were catholic school nuns, and when my youngest brother was beginning school, BOTH nuns told her to place him in PUBLIC school!<BR/><BR/>LUCKY KID!!!<BR/><BR/>I actually ended up in public school for high school...and freaking LOVED it!!!<BR/><BR/>(that's when I got interested in theater and acting)<BR/><BR/>oooh how fun...you were on safey patrol? I always wanted to do that! And the band too? How cool.<BR/><BR/>My older brother was in the band too. TRUMPET!<BR/><BR/>Yes, my dear lady...now I can drink ALL THE COLD WATER I WANT!<BR/><BR/>And for as LONG as I want...Sister Ralph!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, M.<BR/><BR/>Wishing you a MAUUUUVALOUS Monday!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-20100492411071207652008-08-04T11:34:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:34:00.000-04:00Hellooooo Trixie!OMG...I didn't realize that!Hey, ...Hellooooo Trixie!<BR/><BR/>OMG...I didn't realize that!<BR/><BR/>Hey, but that's a good thing, I guess.<BR/><BR/>Teaching them to replenish that 75% water!<BR/><BR/>See, in catholic school...it was more about replenishing your ability to SUFFER!!!<BR/><BR/>tee, hee!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, Trixie!<BR/><BR/>Wishing you a happy Monday!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-51524171421011108892008-08-04T11:28:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:28:00.000-04:00Morning Annie!Doesn't lukewarm water taste AWFUL??...Morning Annie!<BR/><BR/>Doesn't lukewarm water taste AWFUL????<BR/><BR/>Eeee gads...<BR/><BR/>It's like drinking BATH WATER!!!<BR/><BR/>And HAPPY MONDAY to you too!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, Annie!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-59246886540853453772008-08-04T11:26:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:26:00.000-04:00Oh dear Ron, I cannot relate as I attended public ...Oh dear Ron, I cannot relate as I attended public school. But I have heard similar stories of suffering from former Catholic school students. This is funny....now that it is long since a memory! Like another commenter said, my kids are required to bring a bottle of water to school everyday...how things change. <BR/>I wonder though if a lot of this is due to the time period. When I was in elementary school, the teachers were allowed to hit the kids with a big paddle if they were bad. Now that is unheard of. So I would be interested to learn if Catholic school in the 2000's is as bad as it was when you attended. <BR/>My step-daughters went to a private school for years until my husband finally pitched a big enough fit about the cost and the dumb rules that their mother (his ex) finally pulled them out. <BR/>The girls would get in trouble for dumb things like crossing their ankles while seated at their desks, or standing within 2 feet of another student....stupid stuff!!!<BR/>I am pretty happy with my kids being in public school!!Nicole Phttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17573744086439526817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-53934508869993784242008-08-04T11:25:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:25:00.000-04:00Hi Jay...welcome!Thanks for stopping by and taking...Hi Jay...welcome!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to leave a comment!<BR/><BR/>Nice meeting you.<BR/><BR/>I bet the fourth grade teacher you're talking about was actually a NUN is disguise!!<BR/><BR/>WOW...you taught for 38 years????<BR/><BR/>I have a deep respect for teachers. Many years years ago, I taught a creative dramatics class for two months. I LOVE it...I really did, but I've got to tell you....it was DRAINING!!<BR/><BR/>I came home every day, feeling like I had just done 8 hours of physical labor!<BR/><BR/>I don't think most people understand what teachers go through everyday.<BR/><BR/>You guys and gals are AMAZING!<BR/><BR/>Have a great day, Jay. And please stop by anytime...you're always welcomeed!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-1488730355314587272008-08-04T11:15:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:15:00.000-04:00Morning Mel!Oh that's funny!I bet they WERE nuns i...Morning Mel!<BR/><BR/>Oh that's funny!<BR/><BR/>I bet they WERE nuns in disguise!!!<BR/><BR/>Ya, see...that's how they TRICK you, so they can SPY!!!<BR/><BR/>(and I hear now, they can actually make themselves INVISIBLE)<BR/><BR/>I know what you mean about drinking out of a water fountain...me too!<BR/><BR/>Plus, it bothers me that some people practically put their WHOLE mouth over the damn thing...<BR/><BR/>eeewww GERMS!!<BR/><BR/>As always...VUNDERBAR seeing ya, Mel!<BR/><BR/>Have a great Monday!<BR/><BR/>AsRonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-5442720561819720882008-08-04T11:08:00.000-04:002008-08-04T11:08:00.000-04:00Morning Bekah~NOOOOO! NOOOOO! don't do it!Just sen...Morning Bekah~<BR/><BR/>NOOOOO! NOOOOO! don't do it!<BR/><BR/>Just send him into the military for two weeks...<BR/><BR/>*because at least THERE, he'll get food and WATER!<BR/><BR/>HA!<BR/><BR/>Thanks for stopping by, Bekah!<BR/><BR/>Hope you had a fun weekend with the hot air balloons!Ronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15977027331657615697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-6059746037527813842008-08-04T10:34:00.000-04:002008-08-04T10:34:00.000-04:00I remember the lukewarm water from the school drin...I remember the lukewarm water from the school drinking fountain...<BR/><BR/>Happy Monday to you, Ron !Constancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02702046097986873803noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-3991384004939002352008-08-04T10:33:00.000-04:002008-08-04T10:33:00.000-04:00Oh dear! Amazing how times change, isn't it? Now, ...Oh dear! Amazing how times change, isn't it? Now, all kids must take a water bottle WITH them so they get enough water during the day. I get in trouble by the teacher if my boys go to school wihout one!Trixiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18444757419149336359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-55326253773780855882008-08-04T08:38:00.000-04:002008-08-04T08:38:00.000-04:00I'm at a loss. I can't really relate to this one....I'm at a loss. I can't really relate to this one. LOL<BR/>I went to public school and while a couple teachers might have been a bit mean, most of them were pretty cool. And I was on safety patrol for part of middle school and in the band in high school, so we got a few perks. Getting a band pass for part of a period was like license to roam the halls. We could go to the school store and buy snacks, etc. <BR/>My Mom was Catholic though and personally followed the rules and regulations of her religion quite strictly. But that woman was wiser than she ever let on as she never put me and sis in Catholic school. Took heat for it too. But she wanted for us to decide what path we'd take. Sis eventually took communion and joined the church. But I became a fantastic heathen, thank you very much!<BR/><BR/>No wonder you hate the summers so much after all those years of being so parched!! <BR/>I wish you ALL THE WATER YOU CAN DRINK!!!! Gulp it down, splash around in it. ENJOY!!! You're free from Sister Beatrice-Ralph!CrystalChickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11778302473630157009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-12458023286049181042008-08-04T08:28:00.000-04:002008-08-04T08:28:00.000-04:00Great story! I taught 38 years in the regular sch...Great story! I taught 38 years in the regular school and your story reminded me of a fourth grade teacher who used to do that to the kids. I wonder if she learned it from the nuns?jaycoles@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16299489611656202052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-55477651236262775662008-08-04T08:11:00.000-04:002008-08-04T08:11:00.000-04:00I never completely develop the skill of sipping wa...I never completely develop the skill of sipping water from an upwards trickle! I sucked up more air than water and ended up with a case of hic-ups near every time. And then they'd send me BACK to the water fountain to get a drink to cure 'em?<BR/><BR/>*shaking head*<BR/>I'm sure it made sense to them. LOL<BR/><BR/>(gratefully, 'they' weren't catholic nuns....or......maybe they were in disguise and I just didn't know it!)Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14408403855260279799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092603952139807812.post-6163020931473233972008-08-04T07:57:00.000-04:002008-08-04T07:57:00.000-04:00YIKES, that doesn't sound like fun at all. Maybe ...YIKES, that doesn't sound like fun at all. Maybe a good two weeks at a catholic school will help my son to appreciate his school!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com