Shipwrecked Sisters
Sister Margret Mary and Sister Mary Francis were on a little old motor boat looking for an island where they could go to teach natives English and teach them about Catholicism. Sr. Margret Mary wasn't as zealous about converting "those terrible heathens "as Sr. Mary Francis called them.
Sr. Margret Mary was one who saw her views as more progressive and was very excited about the changes the Catholic Church. She thought her generation had been doing some good bringing the voiceless, like Blacks the Handicapped and Indians more rights, but wished they forgot that one could have a spiritual high, without pot. The sexual revolution was also unfortunate. She liked some hippie beliefs like peace, but couldn't understand the joy they found in an immoral culture. In regards to her assignment here, she thought that it would be nice if the natives became Catholic, but was more excited about bringing education to the primitive people. God had gifted her with the skill of teaching and she was exited to help these "heathens" learn. Teaching was her calling.
"Are you sure you know what you are doing Sr. Mary Francis?" asked the younger Sister with a feeling that something was not right.
"Of course, I got an A in geography in high school and I have a St Christopher medal with me!"
Sr. Mary Francis was steering the boat, and Sr. Margret Mary wished she could do a better job. She couldn't wait to get to the next "civilized "island to refuel and stock up on supplies. It's a long way to Tonga she said to herself. She didn't think she'd have enough energy to build shelter, much less a small school by the time they got there. She wondered if any of the fisherman apostles every got sick on the sea. She sure was and they had been at sea for 10 asked them to pray for her, then prayed to the Lord and asked his mother, Mary to pray for her, before she began to pray the Rosary.
A few hours later in the day the Sisters saw an island.
"I think there is a small parish on this island. Let's stop here and fuel up" said Sr. Mary Francis, thinking it was an island with a heavy Catholic population discovered by missionary priests.
"Oh, how beautiful, the Lord has created a beautiful world!" cried Sr. Margret Mary. Soon they were surrounded by lobsters
"Oh good heavens, you foolish lobster, get out of my way!" exclaimed Sr. Mary Francis.
"You killed it. St. Francis is frowning at you from heaven!"
"Oh for.. Lobters, more Lobsters."
"And a trap!"
The boat was now full of Lobsters and the trap was twisted around the motor.
"Oh, dear!" The two nuns screeched and jumped off the boat onto the sand.
Sister Mary Francis then saw the one person she never thought she'd ever see again.