Today is the feast of St. Scholastica, and I think we should celebrate it, for three reasons:
- She's got the coolest name ever. I mean, you know she was smart if that's what her mom and dad named her.
- We don't know much about her, aside from her famous twin brother. She needs a little more love.
- Because of this story:
I just think it's kind of cool. And I wonder how it played out…
St. Brother, I am at the brink of death. Will you keep me company?
Sorry. Gonna be late for Vespers.
Vespers!?! I'm gonna be singing Vespers in heaven, for Pete's sake! Speaking of Pete, I'm going to tell him you said that when I meet him. Later tonight.
Um…well, see, St. Sis, I wrote this rule. And…the rule says I got to be back for Vespers.
To heaven with the rule! I'm dying here, Benny!
But Schola, they named it after me! The Benedictine Rule! I mean, St. Benedict can't break the Benedictine rule! It would cause some kinda rift in the space-time continuum!
Fine. Have fun at Vespers.
Thanks! See ya! (leaves with cheery wave)
(Folds hands, starts praying.)
Aaaah!! Rift! Rift!
Happy Scholastica day!