With my nunzilla wind up toy. She used to spit sparks, but no more.
I just have to tell you this story. When I was at St. Henry’s in Lincoln Park, in fourth grade, we had a very bad student in our class. Her name was Jackie, and she was a bully who scared everyone, male or female. She had one friend, Nora. One day the music teacher left the classroom for a moment, someone teased Jackie, and she stood up and balled her fists, and everyone got out of their seats and ran to the corner of the room farthest from her. The teacher came back, (one of the few teachers that wasn’t a nun), and restored order. Shortly after this, perhaps the next day, Mother Superior came into our regular class, (that was taught by a nun) and spanked Jackie and Nora in front of the whole class. It was explained to us that Jackie was on the wrong path, and Nora was following her. The Mother Superior talked about what a sad day it was, she had never had to spank girls before. She just couldn’t believe it had come to this.
I was happy to be a good kid, I knew to stay away from Jackie, but I can’t deny there was some envy there. Jackie took the pain and humiliation like a man, she didn’t flinch, and she certainly had the respect of everyone in the class, and even a kind of respect from Mother Superior. Hell, Jackie even had a boy’s name, how cool. I was always the kind of kid you didn’t even notice.
I tell you this story because Wednesday night I met a woman who also, in her youth, had been spanked by her Mother Superior. And this is the remarkable thing. I had met her before, she is an amazing and prolific artist, someone I already felt had superpowers to do what she does. Now I find out she’s been spanked by Mother Superior. I won’t mention her name in case that’s a fact she doesn’t want tossed around, but I have to say, in my book this raises her to goddess status. To be spanked by Mother Superior! She didn’t even turn to crime, or drugs, she turned to art! Isn’t life delicious?
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