Arrr! At the Vatican shindig, the lasses’ woes be tossed to the scurvy side table, matey! Yarrr!
2024-10-26
Arrr, matey! Four long years o' squawkin' led to a conclave that be sayin' women need a tad more thinkin' on their ordainin'. But shiver me timbers! They be callin' fer lasses to take the helm, even in them fancy schoolin' halls! Aye, what a jolly crew!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round as I spin ye a yarn 'bout a meetin' that took four long years to come to be, like a ship stuck in the doldrums! They be ponderin' over the grand notion of ordainin' the fairer sex, but alas, they declared it needed a wee bit more ponderin'. Aye, the salty crew barked that womenfolk should take the helm in leadership roles, even in them fancy seminaries where the learned folk study the holy texts!Ye see, these landlubbers be thinkin’ 'twas time for the swashbucklin’ lasses to hoist the sails of leadership and steer the ship of faith! They be callin’ for the fair maidens to rise up and take their rightful place, lest they be walkin' the plank of obscurity. With a hearty laugh, they decreed that further study be needed, but I reckon it be just a ruse to buy more time, like a pirate hidin’ his treasure!
So, hoist the Jolly Roger and let the winds of change blow! For it be high time the lasses join the crew, captaining the ship towards a brighter horizon! And thus, the tale of the meetin’ ends, but the quest for equality be far from over, me hearties!