FYI, THE 2019 UPDATE TO THIS POST IS HERE: Revisiting The Quaker Questions: Say What? Naked Who?
[Please note: I updated this post August 2015 to include additional links that did not show up on my original Google search when I wrote the post in June 2012.]
• Once upon a time Zen-Den and I joined a Presbyterian Church. At one of the New Members Meetings we answered The Quaker Questions. Here are the three questions:
- Where were you born?
- When you were 7 years old how did your family heat your home?
- What person in your real life growing up influenced you in a way that makes you who you are today?
• Curious as always, I did a Google search on The Quaker Questions. I figured that they were probably rather standard; but I was wrong. I found the following links– none of which duplicate what I’d call The Quaker Questions.
- More questions, but in a similar vein
Many questions[Link no longer works as of 8/15. Sorry about that.] Entirely different questions[Link no longer works as of 10/12. Sorry. Thanks for the heads up everyone.]
- Similar questions, for a more in-depth experience
- Sort of the same questions, but with a focus on “warmth”
- And one more set of questions
• As you probably know I’m a firm believer in the idea that: if something works, stick with it. Therefore I’ll be answering THE [PRESBYTERIAN-ESQUE] QUAKER QUESTIONS that were asked of me years ago. So without further nattering, I give you my answers:
2. Our home was an old house that consisted of two apartments, with a modern addition at the back of it. We lived in the upstairs apartment. The original part of the house was 100 years old and heated by a huge old clunky gas furnace in the basement that sent warmth to large hissy radiators in the rooms upstairs.
The newer part of the house, at the back of the building, had a coal-burning fireplace with a gas starter [that used a really cute little metal key that my 7 y.o. self adored & wanted for her very own.]
3. My 10th grade English teacher had a big influence on who I am today. She believed that everyone could write well. She was a cheerful soul who gave me the courage to express myself on paper; she taught me how to enjoy whatever life had to offer, knowing that later I could write it down to share with other people.
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