Sister Joan 155 x 365

When our principal, Sister Joan, announced she was leaving the school and the convent because she’d recently recovered memories of abuse from her childhood, the staff was split in two. Either you allied yourself with Joan or the pastor. I chose Joan. What was once a sanctuary became a battlefield.

Comments

Indigo Bunting said…
So complicated and painful.
Otter said…
I'd be in her camp too. Way to support her when she needed it most.
Mali said…
That's really sad ... that something like that becomes a battle. You chose right!
Cedar Waxwing said…
That job was the best I ever had and Joan my best principal. I suppose it was possible to not chose a side, but it wasn't apparent.

A few years ago I ran into someone "from the other side" and it was still awkward.