Friday, May 13, 2011
Miss Pill
Yes, the truth is that Miss Pill, that's short for Pilarinos, was never actually my teacher even though she was a teacher for two years at the missionary kid school. She was in New Orleans so she might have gotten washed away by a hurricane or something because we have not heard from them for years. She was nice, as nice as Greek can be, and she did teach us music class maybe sometimes but otherwise she was never my teacher. When I was in eighth grade Mrs. Grace Richardson, Canadian, was my teacher. Mrs. Richardson was a wonderful teacher. Everyone should have Mrs. Richardson for at least one year of their life as their teacher. Mrs. Pill was nice also and Miss Pill was Assemblies of God like us but the only year that I was at the MK school and Miss Pill was teaching there, Miss Pill was the little kids' teacher and I was in the big kids' class so Mrs. Richardson was my teacher. Yes, I vaguely remember someone trying to make some point about Miss Pill's Southern viewpoint on the Civil War and its politics as being somehow representative of AG beliefs in general. Not true. Miss Pill being from Louisiana had a unique idea about the causes of the Civil War being mainly economic, the industrial north wanting to take more manpower from the agricultural South or something like that, and Miss Pill was no fan of Abraham Lincoln, showing that Miss Pill generally represents the South on political matters but obviously does not represent the AG people who are not from Louisiana, let's just say. Mrs. Richardson, on the other hand, was proud of the fact that Canada was the end point of the underground railway during the days of slavery. Even so, Mrs. Richardson was wrong in saying that the loud praying in tongues that could be heard across the schoolyard sometimes was of the devil. No, it's not. So sometimes black is not equal to Pentecostal. You can be Pentecostal and pro-slavery like Miss Pill and anti-Pentecostal and anti-slavery like Mrs. Richardson. So obviously both teachers are wrong. Thus we see that sometimes politics and religions actually don't mix very well. It would be nice to think that religion logically flows into a neat little set of political boxes that work for everyone unfortunately in the real world it is a lot messier than that. Life is gray, as they say. Life is only black and white until you find out how much you don't really know and then you start to realize it is not that simple.