tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post1542384482757273307..comments2023-11-02T09:08:18.487-04:00Comments on DARE TO THINK : The Force Of A HabitCathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13788060917420508410noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-50044517010142677532007-02-01T10:39:00.000-05:002007-02-01T10:39:00.000-05:00Hi my dear friend this indeed certainly brings bac...Hi my dear friend this indeed certainly brings back memories of the ladies in black and white for me there was fear with many of them they seemed to think it was their place in life to instill fear. There was though one nun who i truly loved, i also was going to be a nun. Did not make the costume but in my heart it was there. When i look back on those days in Catholic school i am glad the habits are gone and hopefully it let some compassion and caring in the hearts of these nuns who felt their goal in life was to hurt and demean and cause fear. I know many nuns are not like that and the one nun i truly cared about and was inspired by was truly a beautiful person. Thanks for the memories Luddie, it is funny when were young how we wish to become different things in life. I can just see you and your sister in your habits i bet it was priceless. I have learned from the years i have known you that u could be almost anything u wish, you have such foresight and intelligence you truly amaze me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-57586531339846100032007-02-01T10:46:00.000-05:002007-02-01T10:46:00.000-05:00MY MOM USED TO TELL ME STORIES ABOUT GOING TO CATH...MY MOM USED TO TELL ME STORIES ABOUT GOING TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL. I NEVER WENT TO ONE BUT JASONWILL NEXT YEARAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-82209227864089524412007-02-01T11:57:00.000-05:002007-02-01T11:57:00.000-05:00I really enjoyed this entry, just wish I had a pic...I really enjoyed this entry, just wish I had a picture of you and your sister. My younger sister wanted to be a nun. This entry of yours evoked images of her during that time: her dedication, her fascination with all that was associated with being a nun. She never became one, but excelled in life, I think, because of all that the *special* nuns taught her. She was intimidated by a few, but became extremely fond of several<br>.Love the way you express yourself. Oh, and love you too.<br>Hugs<br>Barb- http://journals.aol.com/barbpinion/HEYLETSTALKAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-61557541782409820682007-02-01T13:06:00.000-05:002007-02-01T13:06:00.000-05:00I love this entry! It is written with such wit an...I love this entry! It is written with such wit and charm. I also went to Catholic school from kindergarten to 8th grade. Our nuns were the Oblate Sisters of Providence and their habits wer black save for a wide white collar and the wimple under their black veils. I longed to wear my own black habit and wanted to become a nun until I was 13 and a boy named Bruce kissed me in the coat closet!--Sheria<br>http://journals.aol.com/aimer/on-my-mind/<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-67408665232236871372007-02-01T16:14:00.000-05:002007-02-01T16:14:00.000-05:00Brilliant Cathy! I loved this entry.Kate.http://jo...Brilliant Cathy! I loved this entry.<br>Kate.<br>http://journals.aol.co.uk/bobandkate/AnAnalysisofLife/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-87805418416550328302007-02-01T17:13:00.000-05:002007-02-01T17:13:00.000-05:00LOLOLOLOLLOLOLOLOLAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-2534633878581406142007-02-01T18:19:00.000-05:002007-02-01T18:19:00.000-05:00Loved your latest entry, Cathy. As you probably kn...Loved your latest entry, Cathy. As you probably know mine was a guy in a brown habit and wearing an oversized rosary beads with a three knotted cord to hold them up. Changed days eh? <br>Ps I’ve seen your picture like you describe lolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-29119172479287710802007-02-01T20:18:00.000-05:002007-02-01T20:18:00.000-05:00Cathy, as I started to read this entry I wasn'...Cathy, as I started to read this entry I wasn't sure if I wanted to go on. You wove your memories into a tapesty and I was in the middle. Well written! My memories came flooding back. It was 1963. I was a pregnant teen and it was the Sisters of Charity, stern faces, seven knots on the ropes about their waists and ample hugs for mixed up girls. And of course a Franciscan priest who kept green Frappe' cigarettes in his cowl (sp) at his neck. Who, when the nuns weren't looking would slip those green cigs to us. We came back for more, but those ciarettes were NASTY! Thanks for the walk down memory lane. Blessings, Penny http://journals.aol.com/firestormkids04/FromHeretoThere<br>http://journals.aol.com/firestormkids04/TimeforaLittlePoetry<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-76463751309137293372007-02-03T23:04:00.000-05:002007-02-03T23:04:00.000-05:00A story that my dh can warm up to...being a cathol...A story that my dh can warm up to...being a catholic alter boy too and having sisters. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-23152386878486513722007-02-04T02:45:00.000-05:002007-02-04T02:45:00.000-05:00What a riot!!! Thanks for sharing this!! be well...What a riot!!! Thanks for sharing this!! <br><br>be well,<br>Dawn<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-25046331340413594172007-02-05T00:46:00.000-05:002007-02-05T00:46:00.000-05:00Great entry! I had the Sisters of Notre Dame, with...Great entry! I had the Sisters of Notre Dame, with a habit more like portrayed in the Blues Brothers movie. <br>PatrickAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-60996190305058702612007-02-05T06:01:00.000-05:002007-02-05T06:01:00.000-05:00What a kicker, lol! I am so glad your mom took th...What a kicker, lol! I am so glad your mom took those pictures, what a treasure of a memory. Thanks for sharing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-41940948101270172242007-02-06T13:00:00.000-05:002007-02-06T13:00:00.000-05:00Great story. My hubby can relate. He did the Catho...Great story. My hubby can relate. He did the Catholic School thing. <br>THanks for sharing. <br>Barb<br>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-48240169223031537402007-02-09T09:41:00.000-05:002007-02-09T09:41:00.000-05:00Cathy~What a treat to read; your words are so well...Cathy~What a treat to read; your words are so well chosen as usual so as to insure the reader gets a clear picture! Now you know if your teachers found out you spent the donations on candy they would not have been pleased! LOL...My funniest memory of "Catechism"-- In about third grade we were studying the 10 Commandments yet again; I asked the nun what "They shalt not touch thyself" meant! I didn't have a clue! lol. The teacher was horrifed and said something about having a talk with my mother! ;-)))))) Great entry! Blessings, Deb (ex-Catholic)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6655038913540975453.post-77996756042960201462007-02-09T22:48:00.000-05:002007-02-09T22:48:00.000-05:00Wow you look like a real Nun in that picture! Wha...Wow you look like a real Nun in that picture! What a great memory to share. I enjoyed this. Very descriptive!<br>PamAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com