This is not really a family story, but I went to Catholic parochial school (big surprise?) and we had a nun who taught math to all students in 4th through 8th grade along with teaching all subjects to 7th grade. She was generally hated and feared by all students because she was big and mean (and wasn't all that good at math, but that's just a personal preference for math teachers who are good at math). She liked to give out punishments, including being made to stay after school, extra homework, public humiliation, and some physical things like rulers across the knuckles and kneeling on gravel.
Students either cowered or resisted, and some of us did all we could to ferment rebellion at every opportunity. Our class was that last 7th grade she taught, and all of us took a certain pride in believing that it was mostly due to our resistance efforts that in our graduation year she left the order and 'became' both a lesbian and a female professional wrestler. Amazing the things a 14-year-old mind will believe. Now, of course, I realize she was probably born a wrestler.
