Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Faith Secrets

My friend(regarding a recent experience with her child): "When you were 12 did you ever sit at the dinner table and ask your mother if Buddhists were going to hell?"

Me: "Are you kidding? We whispered the word catholic!"

My friend: (laughing) "Oh yeah. In my hometown, an older man remarried and we never knew his second wife's name. It was always, 'oh you know . . . the (whispering) catholic one."

Catholic, cancer, pregnant . . . the verbage of my youth relegated to under-the-breath commentary. Similar to but not quite the same as profanities we could spell but not speak . . . the f-word, n-word, a-hole, etc.

Funny how word games far beyond the daily Jumble and crossword puzzle abound.

1 comment:

Freaked-Out Ethel said...

When I was 7-8 yrs. old my Mom found my brothers and I a new babysitter. Some girl from around the corner. All our previous sitters had come from families at church and we knew who they were. As Mom and Dad dropped us off at the sitters house I was trying to figure out who this was and I asked if she was from church. "No", my Mom said, "she's babtist".

I remember spending the whole evening watching every move she made and trying to figure out what babtists did that made them so different. At the end of the evening I decided it must not be too bad to be babtist as her family had a color t.v. and we didn't.