ENCOUNTER OF A RUDE KIND 1959.

You were extremely rude to the doctor today Anne Sister Paul said and to go missing with Benny and being late for dinner just added to your troubles where did you go? Anne sitting on a chair in the nun's office stared at the nun coldly and said out on the beach getting a bit of life Sister Paul stared back at the 12 year old girl sitting there with a large amount of insolence and with arms folded and her crutches by her side you do not go anywhere without permission and not with another child the nun said stiffly fingering her rosary under the table the doctor was most annoyed by your language where you get that kind of language from is beyond me the quack was fingering my leg stump and looking up my skirt Anne said the doctor was examining your leg to see if it was healing the nun replied well it still fucking hurts Anne said his sticky maulers didn't make it any better rubbing her leg stump to make a point the fuck word stuck in the nun's head like a wasp in a bottle and buzzed there I will NOT have that rude word said to me or anyone else Sister Paul said staring at the girl wishing she(Anne) was in one of the Catholic schools and not at this nursing home then she could be punished for such language and behaviour can I go now? Anne said only I feel wind coming on and I wouldn't want to upset you more by that the nun sighed and stared at the girl go go and understand what I have been saying Anne heaved herself up with the aid of her crutches and crutched herself out of the nun's office looking at the nun as she went Sister Paul wanted to but she knew she couldn't and sat watching the girl crutch herself from the office and allowed the door to shut with a slam outside the door Anne stuck up two fingers and went away Sister Paul on the other side of the door closed her eyes to pray.

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