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Civilized from the cradle

“Walk as children of the light”
(Ephesians 5:8)

Parents, leaders, and educators, we have a mission, a duty to lead children's souls toward the Light which will be their guide and their happiness. In order to illuminate the way that lies before each one of us, once a week we invite you to discover some of the words of certain wisemen and witnesses, measuring their worth by the words of St. Thomas Aquinas: “Do not consider the one who speaks, but whatever good you hear from him, confide it to your memory.” (from The Sixteen Ways to Acquire the Treasure of Knowledge by St. Thomas). Happy reading!

“They do not claim their paternal heritage as being their due, but as something due to the Church.”

Saint THOMAS AQUINAS (1224-1274)
Dominican, Doctor of the Church

“I lived through the end of this era: in a country where bicycles were not chained up and where you left your door unlocked. There were few people in prison. My grandmother complained. She owned a club next door to the police station, and received two pennies for every bowl of soup served to the prisoners. Since there were only two or three poor wretches, angry drunks or vagabonds, the poor woman couldn’t make a living — especially since, in such cases, she would always put “more butter than bread,” as my grandfather used to say. “Poor things,” my grandmother would sigh, “It’s not because they can’t hold their alcohol that I’m going to let them go hungry…” I’m speaking of a whole universe that has disappeared. The poor were numerous; the misery was great. Welfare and unemployment were unknown to people, and Social Security didn’t exist. But there was mutual aid, charity, compassion, and goodness in the hearts of men; there was hope, and a gaiety that today, has disappeared. The bell gave cadence to the life and death of men: it was alive for baptisms and marriages, and for burials, it tolled the death knell, long and heavy, making the birds scatter from the bell tower. When the hearse passed, even the unbelievers signed themselves, and the children, immobile on the edges of the sidewalks, taken by the great mystery of existence, removed their woolen berets. This was civilization. We were already civilized as little children, and we didn’t even know it.

François BRIGNEAU (1919-2012)
Journalist, Writer

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