Somber and joyless was being in the 6th grade and music class consisting of learning funeral dirges for the people who wanted the Catholic funeral mass for their family member to be sung by children.
***Come to his aid ooohhhh saints of god, hasten to meet him, angels of the lord...
And other happy stuff like that.
The nun who taught us was Sr. Joann..pronounced JoAhn...who was a tiny little thing who looked like a half-starved crow. She was so damned excited to teach us these songs of death.
***Come to his aid ooohhhh saints of god, hasten to meet him, angels of the lord...
And other happy stuff like that.
The nun who taught us was Sr. Joann..pronounced JoAhn...who was a tiny little thing who looked like a half-starved crow. She was so damned excited to teach us these songs of death.
“If you are the smartest person in the room, then you are in the wrong room.” — Confucius
