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Оглавление‘But where’s the Virgin?’ I ask, surprised.
The minister chokes, then scolds me.
‘Miss Sylvia Kristel, there is no Holy Virgin, only the mother of Jesus.’
‘OK, but where is she?’
‘Dear girl, I think you had better learn the basic principles of Protestantism before coming back to this Sunday school. Off you go, please!’
I leave the classroom without a word.
I find the class boring, and the man sad and austere. I need images, need love to be personalised. I like the way Mary is depicted – her pure, slightly sad face, her blue, gold and white robes elegantly draped, her clasped hands, her goodness.
It all seems too abstract without this image, this holy mother. I like the female icon who makes everything seem softer and more serene.
