Let's see. I had a Welcome Back Kotter Lunchbox I can tell you many of many other students went to the office for telling the teacher " Up your nose with with a rubber hose. And yet when the old Scholastic Book club order form was given to us many of us ordered this
I loved the show.
Not me! It wasn't worth watching two nuns alternating beating you half to death, thus making you exactly dead...and afterwards receiving a rubber hose enema post mortem.
I have nothing but fond memories of my Catholic School education...but never, ever, ever, cross the nuns. It was suicide! The rumors of having your hands slapped with a ruler are complete B.S. - the nuns were all issued a 1-inch square yard stick that they proudly attached to a waste-band. Additionally, they were more proficient swinging them than many expert fencers, and they zealously enforced discipline through the "rule of thumb". I was a pretty good kid, but I learned how to keep my distance and avoid getting wailed on by sisters Mary Elizabeth, Lenore and Sylvester when my jocularity wasn't well received. However, just when I leaned how to stay out of range the three sisters went metric. Darm meter sticks!!!
Regardless, we were loved, challenged and educated...but weren't mollycoddled, we didn't malinger, and we weren't permitted to wallow in self-pity. And heaven help you if you were caught breaking a commandment, violating the code of conduct or, heaven forbit, challenging authority. Summary corporal punishment would quickly adjust a bad attitude. I couldn't image anyone telling one of the sisters, "Up your nose with a rubber hose."
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