One of the earliest is being lifted out of my kindergarten desk by a nun's fingernails in the top of my ear.
Like rene said, it's no wonder I hate people in general.
Grandpa was nice, he took us across the street to the bar for Shirley Temples.
Probably why I liked bars for too long.
Saint Joseph,s elementary school 2nd grade
Old Town Maine.
Fear the Nun..........
Never soooooooo glad to go back to Jefferson Street elementary after that yr in 2nd....
I was getting my azz whipped with a yard stick once or twice a week at St Joe,s
Wasnt the only kid in class to feel the power of the Jesus thru a nun school teacher...
Frigging girls in the class set up alot of us boys for rapid downfalls for sure.
Especially after recess incidents.....
Never forgot some of them St joe,s bytches when we all merged together again for Jr high and high school.
Some of em suffered multiple kicked over valve stems in high school in the student parking lot.
LOL!!!!
