I went to a very religious school...
...which is unsurprising when you take into consideration that it was run by nuns (erk!), anyway part of our normal school day was the repetition of a prayer at the start of every lesson (and, as testament to just *how* well this mindless religious indoctrination worked, I can't remember what prayer it was...nor can I remember what religion the school was...I know it was one of the ones that begins with a 'C'!) and this happened every day for the many years I went to school there.

Now, what with me being a rebellious young upstart and all, this prayer at the start of every lesson provided a perfect moment for arsing about, changing the words to *hilarious* dirty versions, trying to make other people laugh etc...which was great...it wasn't great when I got caught, however, and made to stand at the front of the class and say this prayer by myself! "Ha!...that's easy!" I thought initially...until I realised that, without the safe drone of everyone repeating the same thing, I had absolutely no idea how any of this prayer went...so I stood there, for what felt like an eternity, reciting the first 4 words and then looking very puzzled over and over again...*sigh*...compared to that I reckon crucifixion was a doddle ;)
( The Reverend Lord Lizard, Fri 15 Oct 2004, 10:35, Reply)