Friday, October 25, 2019
Vandy Religion Essay :: essays papers
Vandy Religion Essay  	  I have been around religion all my life, but only recently has it become important to me.  I find this ironic, because I recently transferred to a ââ¬Ëpublicââ¬â¢ DODDS school from a small, private Catholic school.  Only after I was removed from the Catholic school environment did I begin to see what religion really is.      I came to the Catholic school system in Leavenworth, Kansas in the fifth grade.  Before that time, I was naà ¯ve; I barely knew any swear words and all I knew about sex was that I was interested in cute boys.  Ironically, it was this time, all through and every year after fifth grade that I was subjected to and learned vulgarity.  By the time I was a sophomore, I was so familiar with all of the four-letter words that I swore casually with my friends when we would discuss sex or gossip about other students.  I picked up every slang word for every body part and knew every sexual innuendo there was to know, all during the six years I attended Catholic school.  Even though we were not very good examples of church-going youngsters, my friends and I regularly went to Youth Group meetings.  I never really listened to what the speaker was saying or to what I was singing, I just went to socialize with my friends.        When we moved to Okinawa, I immediately wanted to make friends with the popular crowd, but  my mother forced me to go to Youth Group.   I only knew one person there, but I met another girl, who introduced me to her group of friends, the exact crowd I wanted to meet.  We went out a couple of times, but after a few weeks at school, they decided I was not ââ¬Ëcool enoughââ¬â¢ and dropped me from their group.  I was crushed.  However, since I was new, I had met other new people, who I brought to the Youth Group so I would not be alone.  Soon I met other people at the Youth Group and began to get more involved with that crowd.  They did not reject me because of my appearance or because I sometimes said stupid things, but accepted me for who I was and welcomed me into their group.  					    
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