This is a photo from 2016. My granddaughters Tarrin on the left and Brianna on the right.
Brianna was apprehensive. She stood in line with her grade 8 class, from St. Ignatius school,waiting to confess her sins to Father Munroe. It was the beginning of Advent and she had to be cleansed of her past misdeeds to prepare for the coming of Jesus at Christmas. Her mind was in a whirl as she went through last years events wondering what to confess.
Soon it was her turn to enter the make shift confessional.
Brianna intoned, ” Bless me Father for I have sinned…………………………….. “.
Father Munroe allowed a slight pause and then in a benign voice prompted ” Begin, my child, do you have anything to confess”
Brianna thought for a while and then muttered, ” I forgot to give Splash her carrot last week, I was in a hurry and forgot to pick one up”.
Father Munroe looked a little baffled and enquired, ” and who is Splash “.
” The horse I ride at Old Orchard Farm. I have lessons Mondays and Wednesdays “
Father Munroe encouraged Brianna to continue.
Brianna screwed up her face in concentration, ” I was sick last month and wasn’t able to clean Bubbles cage “.
Father Munroe looking a little exasperated said, ” I suppose Bubbles is your pet mouse”
” No Father ” Brianna replied, “He’s my pet hamster”
Father Munroe with a resigned look urged Brianna to continue.
” It was pouring with rain yesterday, so I refused to take Finn for a walk, even though I knew I should ” confessed Brianna.
Father Munroe perked up ” Ha, you disobeyed your parents. I presume Finn is your dog”
” Yes Father” murmured Brianna, ” But my parents weren’t home, I just felt guilty about releasing him to the back yard, instead of walking him”.
” Do you have anything else to confess ” asked Father Munroe.
Brianna thought long and hard if she had mistreated the cats Fred and Ffion but couldn’t think of anything. ” That’s all I have to confess Father “
Father Munroe still probing Brianna’s soul asked if she had any brothers or sisters. Brianna replied in the affirmative.
‘ You never fight or argue with your brothers and sisters ,” enquired an astonished Father Munroe.
” Of course I do, “says Brianna ” But that’s not a sin, it’s survival”
” Perhaps you should treat you brothers and sisters more like animals ” reflected Father Munroe. Absolving Brianna of her sins and with a sigh of relief he moved on to the next student.