Hi all!
We got back this morning from a 2 day silent retreat in Weston at the Campion Renewal Center. Once I got over its shocking resemblances to the asylum in Shutter Island (I locked bedroom door when I slept), it was really gorgeous there. We were told it's where Jesuits go to die.. My only near-interaction with a Jesuit was the following: I am sitting on a garden bench in a clearing when I hear a car pull up on the other side of the woods to my right. This 85 year old Jesuit gets out and begins making his way through the lot with a cane. I notice he stops to look out into the woods, probably admiring nature or something. I continue reading and look up when I hear a rustle in the woods. The Jesuit is trekking through the hilly forest, cane in hand. Thoroughly amused, I observe for a minute and then go back to reading... until I hear the saw. He had climbed over to a fallen tree and was chopping wood with the saw in one hand and cane in the other. It was pretty excellent.
We are off tomorrow bright and early!
Well done :)
ReplyDeleteNot quite sure if comments by parents are allowed but here goes. Soooo glad you will be teaching English and history (I am thinking you will be teaching history in english!!!). No more earthquakes please!!!
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