This was the catholic school for many years, but, to my good fortune, the school closed in the 60s, so I got to be a public school kid. For decades now, this has been the parish hall--home to all church functions including catechism classes. Was here every Wednesday afternoon from 1st grade through Senior year.
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i was one! from age 12 to 15, damn!
miss d, the textures, the angles
really neat stuff you are doing with your camera
i'm happy/thrilled :)
I remembered your pic of the place you went to catechism--with much character, so I had you in mind when I took this one :) I even had my mom as a catechism teacher one year--and she was TOUGH!
i just got all your comments!
thank YOU :)
so this was your sister's camera?
yeah yeah yeah go get one... ahorita*
*your spanish homework for today ;)
since born, cathecism & all
but from age 12 to 15 actually in catholic school just girls... run by nuns (ahem) and the teachers were "regular" people, but we pray the rosary at the main recess every day, over 3 years i have prayed about 1,500 rosaries, that's why i don't go to church anymore, i have surparsed my praying quota ;) i am saved!
Yes, was my sister's camera all the way--didn't trust myself with my film camera--you may remember my 1/2 tree incident from Fall '05 . . .
You're welcome for the comments, but thank YOU for sharing all the great images! :)
hahah! sinner girl.
oh my, run by nuns. I seem to remember you had catechism teacher who liked to imbibe a bit. I can't believe you had to pray the rosary at RECESS!! That's a misery. I'd say you are saved for sure! Me on the other hand, being led astray at public school, only had to say rosary before mass and then every day at 6:30 pm at home, when my dad got home from work. Only took about 20 minutes a pop, but I HATED every single lonnnnnggg minute of it! After years of telling my mother that I didn't want to attend church anymore, she finally conceded (with severely broken heart) and told me I didn't have to go if my heart wasn't in it. But that came only after I turned 18.
and yay!