I’m
Sr. Andrea
Prindes. My
story is about
Sr. Vincentia,
our Latin teacher.
There
are very,
there were
very few
people majoring
in Latin. Most
of the time
there’d
be 4 or 5
of us in
class.
And
one day,
I guess I
recited or
translated
exceptionally
well and
she said "Did
you use the
Pony?" And
I said, "Pony?
What’s
a pony?" I
had no idea
what a pony
was. And here,
there were
translations
in books that
I didn’t
even know
about in
the Library.
Well, after
that I
learned
to go down
to see,
not that
I used
the pony
really,
but I would
go; I found
out what
a pony
was in
Latin.
But
Sr. Vincentia
was a
very excellent
Latin teacher.
But because
there were
so few of us,
we got many
turns in translating.
Invariably
we would
be so exhausted
and especially
during
the summer
months. One
of us would
begin
to cry because
we were tired
and perhaps
didn’t
finish our
lesson. Then
we would be
called on the
spot that we
weren’t
ready
to translate.
And
invariably,
we would
take turns
crying. One
day Sr. said, "What
is the
matter with
you people?" And
we were
all Sisters;
we were all
nuns in class.
And she said, "Am
I that
hard on you?" No
Sister,
you’re
not that
hard on us,
we’re
just
not ready for
that part.
So that was
our story
about Sr. Vincentia.
We
used to scrub
the College
during the
summer. And
we’d
come in from
teaching classes,
you know we’d
do our summer
classes you
know there.
But before
we’d
go back to
our own mission
and prepare
for our own
schooling,
we were asked
to help scrub
the College.
So
Sr. Francine
was in
charge of us
this one time
and Sr. Lorraine
Russell,
myself and
several of
us were in
a group.
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And
Sr. Lorraine and
I made out, "Let’s
hurry up and scrub
so we can get outside
and enjoy each others
company for awhile." Well,
when we were finished.
We said to Sr. Claudia
and Francine, "Sister,
we’re finished." They
would go, "Oh,
you’re finished.
You can go and help
somebody else." "Oh," I
said "weren’t
we the craziest people." So
we called ourselves
The Crazy Cleaning
Crew, CCC.
And
another story is,
we were, I had to
be plasticlite. Plasticlite
was after everything
was scrubbed. It
was like varnish
we put on the floor.
Well,
two of us Sisters
would put on our
oldest habit because
if we’d get
it on our habit,
we’d have to
throw it away. So,
Sr. Evangeline and
I were both scrubbing,
were plasticliting
the Music room.
And
that night, Sr. Charles
Marie, Lord have
mercy on her, decided
to go to the Music
room because she
thought the windows
were opened and it
would rain.
So
the next morning,
we looked into the
plasticlite and all
her footprints are
on the plasticlite.
So what did we have
to do? We had to
take it all off,
and it was like an
alcohol that we had
to do it with. We
were on our hands
and knees removing
all this plasticlite.
And then when it
was all removed and
mopped again, we
had to plasticlite
it over again.
But
we said God bless
Sr. Charles Marie
because we surely
didn’t enjoy
having to remove
the plasticlite.