Forehead, chest, left, right,
the teens cross themselves and pray
together, unlike public school counterparts.
Occasionally chatty, hurtful,
cliques dividing wheat from chaff according
to whim and class distinction, who's
prettiest, makes the best grades. One in fifty,
perhaps, a discipline challenge, and only then,
relatively mild. They're not perfect, not yet firm
in their convictions and principles.
But they've been trained.
It shows in their quiet respect,
underlying pleasantness,
hunger to learn. And I wonder
what some people fear, divorcing
faith from education, no visitation allowed.
Other factors abound, but there's no denying
that the foundation laid here has
made a difference.
(c)Ellen Gillette, 2012
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