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My Bestfriend

   
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 passed this highway, the boy would take a short cut by 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 ... do do you stay in this church right
afterschool?" "I just want to say "Hi" to my friend, God," and the
priest would leave the boy to spend time beside the altar, talking by
himself, but he 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 barefooted next week ... you see this is
about to be broken ... but it is okay ... at least I am still going to
school ... some says 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 had 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"

This routine happens everyday. Andoy never fails. Father Agaton shares
this every Sunday to the people in his church because he has not seen
a very pure faith and trust in God, a very positive look at negative situations.

One Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not take it in
the Church, he was sent to the hospital. The Church was left to 4 manangs
who would chant the rosary in 1000 miles per hour, would not smile and
would always find fault in what you do, they are also very well versed
in cursing if you irritate them! They were kneeling, saying their
kilometric rosary when Andoy, coming from his Christmas party,
playfully dashed in, "Hello God!!!!!

I "P----!!!!! (a curse) Bata ka!!!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!!!!!

Alis!!!!!"

Poor Andoy was so terrified, "where's Father Agaton? He is supposed to
help me cross the street .... and to be able to cross the street I will
have to pass by the back door of this church ... not only that, I have
to greet Jesus--it is His birthday, I have a gift right here ...."
just as he was about to get the gift out of his shirt, the manang
pulled his shirt and threw him out of the church. "Susmaryosep!!! (does a
sign of the cross fervently) Alis kang bata ka, kung hindi matatamaan ka!!!
So the boy had no choice but to cross the dangerous side of the road
in front of the church.

He crossed. A fast moving bus came in. There was a blind curve. The
boy was protecting his gift inside his shirt, so he was not looking.
There was so little time. Andoy died on the spot. A lot of people
crowded the poor boy, the body of a lifeless young boy ...Suddenly,
out of nowhere a tall man in pure white shirt and pants, a face so mild
and gentle, but with eyes full of tears... He came and carried the boy in

His arms, He was crying.

Curious bystanders nudged the man in white, and asked, "excuse me sir,
are you related to this child? Do you know this child?"
The man in white, His face mourning and in agony, lifted up and
answered, "He was my bestfriend ... " was all he said. He took the
badly wrapped gift in the bloody chest of the lifeless boy, and placed
it near His heart. He stood up and carried the boy away and they both
disappeared in sight. The crowd was curious ...

On Christmas Eve, Father Agaton learned of the shocking news. He
visited the house, and wanted to verify about the man in white. He
consulted the parents of Andoy. "How did you know that your son died?"

"A man in white brought him here." sobbed the mother. "What did he say?"

The father answered, "He did not say anything. He was mourning. We do
not know him and yet he was very lonely at our son's death, as if he
knew our son very well. But there was something peaceful and unexplainable
about him. He gave me my son, and then he smiled peacefully. He rubbed my son's
hair away from his face and kissed him on his forehead, then he
whispered something ..."

"What did he say?" "He said to my boy ..." the father began, "Thank
your or the gift ... I will see you soon ... you will be with me ..." and
the father of the boy continued, "and you know for a while, it felt so
wonderful... I cried, but I do not know why .... all I know
is I cried in tears of joy ... I could not explain it father, but when
that man left, something peaceful came over me, I felt a deep sense of
love inside... I could not explain the joy in my heart, I knew my boy
is in heaven now ...but ... tell me father, who is this man that my son
talks to everyday in your church, you should know because you are
always there... except on the time of his death ..."

Father Agaton suddenly felt the tears welling in his eyes, With
trembling knees, he murmurred," ... He was talking to no one .... but

.... GOD...."

Contributed by: Noel Macatangay

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