To start, a story from my Holy Communion

I would not define my self as very religious. However, I grew up in a small village in the south of Switzerland, where catholicism is still very spread. So, as part of my primary school education, I had to follow religion courses, go to the church for the confessions and, of course do the holy communion.

I was more the kind of girl that liked much more to talk than to listen. For this reason, while the preacher was doing his service for the holy communion, I was much more concentrated in talking with my neighbor Sara. I was really surprised when I suddenly realized that the preacher was talking to me! I understood that he was trying to ask me something, but I get nervous as I had no idea what he was talking about! So, I thought, I'll answer what I thought is always right thing in these church-situations: "I do the sign of the cross".

The whole church started to laugh. I had no idea why... Until the preacher, which had to laugh too, asked me "Really?! You do the sign of the cross to show your love to your parents?!".