than the one i had - a decade later - experienced as an 8th grader. My husband had gone to Catholic school...and people can go on about the very different Biblical doctrines between Catholics and fundies. This post isn't going there. All's i know is, those kids had the precious fortune to be taught by adults who believed that the Lord's ethics are every bit as important - and more so - as getting a grasp on algebra, and learning when and why the punic wars were fought (all's i know about that northermost portion of africa the archeologists found a whole bunch of charred infant remains - hope the Roman's stomped those people's butts for burning their babies).
Anyway, of course there were photos of the class. In one of the pictures, the dozen of 8th graders were standing together. They didn't look like 13-14 year olds. They looked more like 18-19. Was the looking-down-the-road look on their faces - of getting geated up for adult responsibility.
But that's only the half of it. Of course the girls wore white dresses. Well guess what! In the group, was a girl wearing an off-white dress - because her parents obviously didn't have the money to provide her a white dress.
The group picture told me all i needed to know about those kids, and that school.
That girl was NOT shunted toward the back, where only her face and neck would be shown. She stood in the front row, second from the end. Yes, it was obvious, her dress was almost white, but not white like the other girls' dresses.
The picture was quite clear. White dress or no white dress, that girl was their classmate. She was a part of them. She fit in.
Yep, big difference when the Lord is allowed to enter the building, the community.
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