I caught up with an old friend of my Dad’s on the weekend and told him that we’d recently switched the Small Child to the local Catholic school and we chatted about some of the positive changes we had noticed over the last six months. My Dad and Frosty are products of a Christian Brothers style of education which means they got the ‘cuts’ for so much as farting out of turn. They’d get the cuts for not doing their homework, they’d get cuts for not knowing the answers in class, they’d get the cuts for being too noisy in the playground… hell they got the cuts for just about everything, In fact I remember my Dad once telling me a story that one of their teachers (all of whom were Catholic priests/brothers) lined his whole class up outside the classroom on a cold Toowoomba morning and gave each and every child in the line the cuts on the way into class for ‘the things they were going to do wrong that day’.
Can you imagine educators getting away with that crap now? And we thought we had it bad with Sr Mary Gabriel. I’ve lost the plot again…. anyway back to Frosty’s joke:
Little Johnny was doing rather poorly at the local State School, in particular his Maths skills were atrocious and his concerned parents decided to enroll their little pride and joy in the local Catholic school in the hope that they might have more success. After a term Little Johnny got his first report card and his Maths grades had improved dramatically. His parents asked him “What’s the difference? How come you can do Maths now but couldn’t get it at your old school?”
Little Johnny replied “I saw that guy that was nailed to the plus sign … and I knew these guys were serious!” 🙂
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