A wise woman of the cloth once asked, how do you solve a problem like Maria? And as the story goes, there were in fact many problems, including, but not limited to:
- Climbs a tree, scrapes knee
- Underneath her wimple she has curlers in her hair
- Always late for everything, except every meal
- Could throw a whirling dervish out of whirl
- Is a riddle, a child, a flibbertigibbet
While my understanding is that the convention of WWII Austria was to express your cares through song, the mother of a modern abbey might kneel at the altar of information and query Google, “Problems with uppity nun.” Because that’s what we do now. We consult the higher power that is The Net.
Today the Unhappy Mediator wonders, just what is our problem? That, as it turns out, is a rather different question from, what are our problems?
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