It was very strange. My parents made me go to church and sunday school for 10 years growing up. In the small roman catholic community, all our parents did. After ninth grade, I decided I know longer wanted to attend. It was odd though because my family and I went this past Sunday and it was still engraved in my head!
The songs, long prayers, responses.... everything! I couldnt believe that what 10 years of sundays could do that. I remember being in third grade and my best friend could recite word for the conversion of the eurocrist into the body of jesus. Its interesting what repition can do for the brain....
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