During our senior year, everyone had to do civic duties. I was assigned to a convent. I was unsure as to what kind of work I would do at a convent, but it didn’t take long to find out. I was ushered into a lovely sitting area, where five stern looking nuns sat staring at me. There were certain rooms that were off limits and I was warned to never go in them. I was amazed at how good the HVAC was in the building. Some rooms looked like they had nothing but marble structure and I thought the air should be overly cool. You could feel the cooling air coming from the air vents. I was shown where the nuns did their prayers and in spite of the amount of lit candles, it was extremely cool and inviting. I was told that I would be cleaning the rectory and the kitchen. No matter where I went in the convent, the temperature seemed to always be the same. I couldn’t wait to tell my mom what a great HVAC system they had, because she worked in a HVAC company. After six weeks, and nearing the end of my work period, one of the nuns invited me into the chapel. She told me I had to wait a couple of minutes, until they finished vespers. When she finally ushered me in, the air conditioning was as perfect as the rest of the convent. Every nun I had met, stood around a large cake and kissed my cheek as they handed me a bouquet of roses and told me they enjoyed my presence and I would be missed.