Childhood Stories (2)- The terrifying Pope cutout

When I was four, my mother would often bring me to church in sundays. On this certain day though, one of the outside church walls had a cutout of the Pope smiling.

My mother urged me to go near him and take a picture. I didn't thought of it much at first and went near him. But a single look at his face was enough to send to wailing. I cried so hard and practically begged my mom to get me away from him. I don't even know what made me cry so hard at that time, maybe I was scared? 

Nevertheless, my mother still took the picture and printed it out. We still laugh about it now. And I still don't know why I cried so much when taking a picture with the "terrifying" pope cutout.