Along those lines...yes, we were told to always have a Bible in the house, but we were never "allowed" to read it and definitely, if we read, not to interpret.

So...when a newly ordained priest was assigned to our large parish (these appointments normally came early in June), that newly was to go around to ALL listed parishioners for a short visit...to make sure we had made our Easter duty, etc.  I was sooo scared because our neophyte knocked at our screen door and was able to see me doing my family's annual cleaning/dusting of our books...and goldarnit, I had the BIBLE in my hand and in the other hand, the crevice tool sucking the dust off the required-but-unused Bible, the vacuum screaming beside me.  I was so sure now that he had seen that, I was destined for hell.

What a nasty feeling to think as an 8 year old kid!!!