Failing Religiously

While I was digging through the Memory Box my parents recently gave me, I found all of my grade school report cards and copies of my standardized test results. I learned a few things about myself:

• My grades weren’t nearly as good as I remembered.
• I scored really well on standardized tests, which makes sense because I loved taking them.
• Based on my test scores, I should have done much better in school.
• A Catholic education might have been wasted on me.

The reason for that last point is my deplorable track record in religion classes. From second to eight grade (I went to public school for first grade), here are my grades in religion class:

In either grade I have a 6 by my grade. That indicates that I am not applying myself.

I still remember getting the D in the sixth grade. One of the primary ways my mom tried to get through to me wad “What would your grandma think?” Obviously, based on my grades, she would have thought I was a heathen.