ice-peaks of intellectual conceit

Mother Antonia: Morning at the CSJ archives. Afternoon at the St. Catherine University archives. A few of the maxims hand-written on the flyleaf of Sister Antonia’s copy of The Imitation of Christ by Thomas à Kempis: God’s world is beautiful only men mar it so foully. Diffidence in self begets reverence for others. Humility makes...

local maximum

The Last Game: Email from Emily to let me know that her theatre students have been reading the script and will be giving me feedback. Way cool. Erika: Did problems on Khan Academy. Got the first 5 problems right, which is rare for me in the Calculus section. So no Persistence badge today, but I’m...

unspeakable!

Mother Antonia: Taking more notes from Ryan & Wolkerstorfer. When the first boarders arrived at the college, there weren’t enough sheets for all their beds, so a group of sisters sat up all night sewing sheets out of unbleached muslin. “Unbleached, oh, it was unspeakable!” I’m now thinking perhaps the monologue should begin not with...

relishing

Everything Looks Like a Face: Email exchange with Elizabeth. Mother Antonia: finished organizing notes from my first trip to the CSJ archives. Started taking notes from Rosalie Ryan & John Christine Wolkerstorfer’s More Than A Dream: Eighty-five years at the College of St. Catherine. This-here was my first inkling of what to expect from M....

Scroll to top