The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2021 Daily Prompt – Jan. 2nd

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Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “in the corner.” Write about whatever the image or thought of “in the corner” brings to mind. Have fun.

I went to a convent school from the age of four years until I was fifteen years old, when I left for an apprenticeship as a window dresser.

Now from kindergarten through to upper transition the punishment for any misdemeanor was to be sent to stand in the corner. Like a vase or stool we were made to turn our back on the class and face the wall in the corner.

I hated this it was to me as a tot the worse thing that could happen. I soon found out there was worse. The ruler, we had to hold out the palm of hands and the Nun would hit us really hard up to six times! The ruler was kept in the corner of the Nun’s desk.

Happy days ….not.

This is part of LindaGHill’s #SoCs and Jusjojan.

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. newepicauthor
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 01:52:36

    Those nuns could be wicked and I got whacked with the yard stick every time I was on the wrong page in Math class, but this taught me to pay attention and I found out that I liked Math and I was actually very good at it.


  2. Ritu
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 08:46:38

    Oh, school memories!


  3. robbiesinspiration
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 10:11:56

    I also attended a convent school, Willow, but not for as long as you did. I have good memories though, I think this sort of behaviour had stopped by the time I do there. The monks scared my dad for life with their abusive behaviour towards him and his three brothers.


  4. Lakshmi Bhat
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 10:22:14

    Definitely not happy days.


  5. bikerchick57
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 12:55:19

    Oh boy. I was raised Catholic and while I never had to stand in a corner or worry about a ruler, I was afraid of the priest and one of the nuns. They scared me with their stern attitudes.


  6. J-Dub
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 13:16:11

    I experienced in the corner. The ruler was there for threat but I only ever remember once where the boy next to me got his hands slapped. It scared the rest of us into submission. Just seeing it there on Sr. Frances desk was enough.


  7. Dora
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 14:11:46

    You went through that ruler on the palm too, huh? And I though it was only at my convent. I always felt they took a grim satisfaction because I was so terribly wicked. I went to a convent school between the ages of 4 and 7. Never forgotten, alas!


  8. Laura
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 15:58:29

    Oh my, that’s a terrible school memory! I spent a few years teaching in a Catholic school but it was in around 2001 and they’d long given up corners and rulers. Although now that I think of it sending a student to sit in the hall is pretty much the same thing…


  9. John Holton
    Jan 02, 2021 @ 22:58:56

    Our nuns used more psychological torture than physical…


  10. Betty Hayes Albright
    Jan 03, 2021 @ 22:36:55

    Thankful I never had to attend a Catholic school. My husband did and I think the nuns scarred him for life. I’m so sorry you had to endure what you did, Willow. 💓💓


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