ANTHONY SNARLED “Get these books out of here look at me. I’m big & strong, and I can’t read or write.” “That’s nothing to brag about,” retorted John, picking the books up of the floor. “Look at our mule. He’s strong than you and he can’t read or write either!”
That sounds funny to us. But to Margaret Bosco it meant quarrels and hurt feelings. If John was ever to become a priest she wanted him to make a start now. At the age of twelve John left home for the nearby town of Castelnuovo, where he could go to school. After school hours he worked at any trade where he could find an opening – tailor, blacksmith, carpenter, and writer – anything to earn some money to buy clothing and pay for his lodgings. He completed the three years courses in two years ending up with the highest possible marks.
In 1837 he entered the diocesan seminary. Now he earnestly prepared himself for the work God wanted him to do. Four years later, to his mother’s unspeakable joy, John was ordained and said his first Mass at the alter where he used to serve as a boy. Now everyone call “Don” (Father) Bosco.
That sounds funny to us. But to Margaret Bosco it meant quarrels and hurt feelings. If John was ever to become a priest she wanted him to make a start now. At the age of twelve John left home for the nearby town of Castelnuovo, where he could go to school. After school hours he worked at any trade where he could find an opening – tailor, blacksmith, carpenter, and writer – anything to earn some money to buy clothing and pay for his lodgings. He completed the three years courses in two years ending up with the highest possible marks.
In 1837 he entered the diocesan seminary. Now he earnestly prepared himself for the work God wanted him to do. Four years later, to his mother’s unspeakable joy, John was ordained and said his first Mass at the alter where he used to serve as a boy. Now everyone call “Don” (Father) Bosco.
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