this is nice. got this forwarded email from rudney.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Somewhere in Milaor, Camarines Sur, there lived a fourth grader boy who would follow this route to school everyday: He has to cross the rugged plains and cross the dangerous highway where vehicles are recklessly driving to and from.
Once past this highway, the boy would take a short cut, passing by the Church every morning just to say Hi to God, and faithfully say his, “Magandang umaga po” in Bicol dialect. He was faithfully being watched by a Priest who was happy to find innocence so uplifting in the morning,
“Kamusta, Andoy? Papasok ka na?”
“Opo padre … ” he would flash his innocent grin, the priest would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to Andoy.
“From school…”, he advised “Do not cross the highway, you can pass through the Church and I can accompany you to the other side of the road…that way I can see that you are home safe….”
“Thank you father … “
“Why don’t you go home … why do you stay in this church right after school?”
“I just want to say ‘Hi’ to my friend, God,” and the priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar, talking to himself, but the priest was hiding behind the altar to listen to what this boy has to say to his heavenly FATHER.
“You know my math exam was pretty bad today, but I did not cheat although my seatmate is bullying me for notes… I ate one cracker and drank my water, Itay had a bad season and all I can eat is this cracker. Thank you for this! I saw a poor kitten who was hungry and I know how he feels so I gave my last cracker to him … funny but I am not that hungry. Look, this is my last pair of slippers …I may have to walk barefoot next week, you see this is about to be broken… but it is okay….at least I am still going to school…. Some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my classmates have already stopped going to school …. please help them get to school again, please God? …Oh, you know, Inay hit me again, it is painful, but I know this pain will pass away, at least I still have a mother…. God, you want to see my bruises? I know you can heal them…. Here… here and …. oh …blood …I guess you knew about this one huh? Please don’t be mad at Inay, she is just tired and she worries for the food in our table and my schooling that is why she hits us….Oh, I think I am in love … there’s this pretty girl in my class, her name is Anita … do you think she will like me? Anyway, at least I know you will always like me, I don’t have to be anybody just to please you, you are my very best friend! Hey your birthday is two days from now!!! Aren’t you excited? I am! Wait till you see, I have a gift for you . but it is a surprise! I hope you will like it! Oooops, I have to go …” then he stood up and calls out, “Padre, padre, I am finished talking to my friend …. you can accompany me to the other side of the road now”



