Mother/Daughter Chat: Catholic School

“What was that kind of school you went to, Mom?” asked my seven-year-old daughter, Margaret, the other day.

“Catholic, honey.”

“And what were those things—those outfits?”


“I’m glad I don’t have to wear those. And what else did you have to do?”

“Go to church, learn about God, line up a lot, I don’t know. The songs were good.”

“They were not! I’ve heard you singing them!”

“Yes they were.

Shout from the highest mountain, the
glory of the Lord.

“Aaaaugh! Stop!!!”

Margaret sighed. “I’m glad I don’t have to do that.”

“Well, different times call for different measures, sweetie.”

“What do you mean?”

“What might be right for you, may not be right for some.”


“Since we’re different people, we’re having different adventures.”

“Right. I like my own.”

“Me too.”

The Communicant and her brother Tom suited up for another day of Catholic education.

Mary Valle lives in Baltimore and is the author of Cancer Doesn't Give a Shit About Your Stupid Attitude: Reflections on Cancer and Catholicism. She blogs on KtB as The Communicant. For more Mary, check out her blog or follow her on Twitter.