Hot pepper

once upon a time their was this student whose name will remain anonymous for protection purposes walked into the kitchen while the humble nuns were taking a break. This student seeing a gallon can of U.S choice crushed Red Pepper decided to open the can and dump the highly flammable tongue burner into a large pot of red sauce. well hours of cooking have come to a completion. The dinner hour has arrived. Father mike sitting at the head table the students lining up getting seated and about to pray. Father mike invokes the blessing for the meal. prayer is completed the time is at hand within seconds their was a mad rush to the milk machine Father mike (in the Heat of the moment ) struck the prefectory table with his arm the dishes went flying After he finished guzzling a pitcher of water, he stood up and proclaimed in that strong russian enthusiasim that the entire school will be on T.A.D untill the culprit comes to his office. After one whole week of murmuring among the students as to the speculation of who it could be. This particular student whose identity is being withheld being well versed in Canon Law decided the office would not be the safe haven to communicate his foolishness went directly to the confessional booth. where what was mentioned never leaves the grand solemnnity and confines of that 4 by 4 room of sanctuary between God and the priest. That person confessed his venial sin in hope to appeal to a higher authority for forgiveness and to free the innocent from the false charge against them ( the student body) Well the penance here it is The COURTYARD it was a brisk september but the punishment for that heinous crime was to rake up every last leave before the snow fell. I am sure that after the numberous weekends of free time gone someone might have realized that the young man raking was the very young man that set aflame many a tongues. so much for that charismatic moment in Bellefontaine