My mom has already put a kibosh on the Zeus sign. She fears that our yard and house would be vandalized, and she's likely right.
My mom's Eastern Orthodox, and my dad's Roman Catholic, and I was raised neither, allowed to come to my own belief structure. Even if I was either form of Catholicism, it would be heretical here, and not being able to claim a sect growing up made it extremely difficult to get along in a social structure in which people's first meetings in school, ball games, and even job interviews usually goes like this- "Hello. Nice to meet you. Where do you go to church?" I used to tell people when I was a kid, "I don't associated with an organized religion." Other kids didn't get it, my teachers didn't understand, and I even had other kids' parents refuse to allow them to attend my birthdays and such. I had people tape pamplets to my lockers and put Bibles in my bookbag. I wasn't alone in being treated badly, of course. There were a few others who got this treatment- a Roman Catholic girl, twins who practiced Hinduism, and my friend who was openly Atheist. My whole school experience can be summed up with an argument I got into with a math teacher who didn't know how to teach the subject matter.
Me: Why do you move the X in the equation there? Shouldn't you move it there instead? Her: I wouldn't expect a heathen like you to understand. Me: What's that supposed to mean? I just want to know why you're writing the equation like you did instead of how the book shows us how to do it? Her: If you don't believe in math, then you don't believe in JESUS! He created everything! Me: The Bible says that God is not the author of confusion, and you're confusing me, so none of this is Jesus' doing. Her: Go to the principal's office!
And that was what my first twelve years at school were like.
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Date: 2011-03-30 01:42 am (UTC)My mom's Eastern Orthodox, and my dad's Roman Catholic, and I was raised neither, allowed to come to my own belief structure. Even if I was either form of Catholicism, it would be heretical here, and not being able to claim a sect growing up made it extremely difficult to get along in a social structure in which people's first meetings in school, ball games, and even job interviews usually goes like this- "Hello. Nice to meet you. Where do you go to church?" I used to tell people when I was a kid, "I don't associated with an organized religion." Other kids didn't get it, my teachers didn't understand, and I even had other kids' parents refuse to allow them to attend my birthdays and such. I had people tape pamplets to my lockers and put Bibles in my bookbag. I wasn't alone in being treated badly, of course. There were a few others who got this treatment- a Roman Catholic girl, twins who practiced Hinduism, and my friend who was openly Atheist. My whole school experience can be summed up with an argument I got into with a math teacher who didn't know how to teach the subject matter.
Me: Why do you move the X in the equation there? Shouldn't you move it there instead?
Her: I wouldn't expect a heathen like you to understand.
Me: What's that supposed to mean? I just want to know why you're writing the equation like you did instead of how the book shows us how to do it?
Her: If you don't believe in math, then you don't believe in JESUS! He created everything!
Me: The Bible says that God is not the author of confusion, and you're confusing me, so none of this is Jesus' doing.
Her: Go to the principal's office!
And that was what my first twelve years at school were like.