I don’t feel much like writing an introduction as I’m eating French toast and have at least three assignments to get done afterwards. So let’s hop right in:
This is the most important and, as the case seems to be, priority = precedence.
Father Walter Bratus went home to Heaven either late Sunday night or early Monday morning. He was one of the pastors at our church and I need to talk about him. Here’s the kind of man he was:
- He was the kind of man who bought everyone donuts on certain occasions.
- He never got angry.
- He had the clearest blue eyes.
- He was the most joyful person I’ve ever met.
- He could (and did) click his heels before/after Mass on Sundays.
- He greeted everyone at the ends of the pews as he processed to and from the altar.
- Just before he processed out, he would hug everyone in the front rows.
- Once, when I was serving, I sat two seats away as usual. He called me over to sit in the chair beside him.
- He loved the chorizo that we sold at my father’s store, so he’d stop by every once in a while to pick some up.
- He loved Polish food.
- I believe he could speak Polish (at least some) as well.
- When I would serve at Mass, he would say a special prayer asking God to make me a saint – at least for that day.
- He never said an unkind word.
- His homilies could get long.
- He showed up one Lent with his beard shaved and I wasn’t sure who he was!
- He was so kind.
- He was a saint.
I still haven’t figured out a blog title. I’m kind of fed up right now, so I’m tempted to make the switch to “Ginger and Arsenic” but I know I won’t have such a bitter attitude in the future. It’s just the teen years, right? Right? Well, I guess skepticism can last a lifetime…
That speech and debate tournament I spoke of the last couple posts? It went really well. 🙂 I felt sick for a lot of it from anxiety, I think, but it seems worth it. Here’s how the “levels” work:
> Preliminary rounds (we have 6 of them)
> Double Octa Finals (if we have a lot of debaters – if you break to this level, you’re automatically invited to Regionals, which is another tournament, but only for those who qualified to it)
> Octa Finals (8 rounds, 16 debaters)
> Quarter Finals (4 rounds, 8 debaters)
> Semi Finals (2 rounds, 4 debaters) I made it here. I probably would have made it to finals had I gone affirmative, but I’m honestly kind of glad that I didn’t. Now I know I need to work on my negative case. Also, those judges were insanely qualified and I’d hate to look stupid in front of them!
> Finals (1 round, 2 debaters)
Image taken by the illustrious author of Batman and Tacos. Seriously go take a look at her photography. I’m in awe.
I think someone said there were around 90 Lincoln Douglas debaters. So I placed 4th in LD, was the 14th best speaker (which means relatively nothing since there’s no objective standard of speaker point rankings), and I also broke to semi finals in my After Dinner Speech (all the speech categories broke to semis this tournament).
Overall, I’d say it was a smashing success. 🙂
And I get to do it all over again in less than a month for Regionals! 😀 *twitches*
You know what’s crazy? This is my kind of fun. An intelligent high. Wearing suits. Looking and acting professional (well, minus the acting outside of the rounds – I’m still a kid. Don’t rush me.). I spend my money to think. I get up at ungodly hours of the morning (like 5:50, 6:00?), and get to bed around midnight for three consecutive days…
I love this life.
I love you.
And I hope you know that you can do amazing things. It ain’t easy, but it ain’t impossible either.