Saturday, April 3, 2010

Chapter Eleven: Part Three



She woke up the next morning with a heavy head. Her feet led her to the parish church near their village and attended the Sunday mass.

The priest was approaching her.

“I know this person.” She told herself

It was Sam, the seminarian on which her late grandmother funded his study. She suddenly recalled when they attended his ordination the previous year.

Father Sam was about to approached her.

Upon seeing a familiar face, she knelt down, closed her eyes, clasped her hands and pretended to
pray. She hoped that the priest won’t notice that her face is red or that she has a hangover.
A few minutes later, it turned out that Sam would be the presiding priest for the mass that she would be attending.

Leni can’t think straight for the whole period, until she got hit by the priest’s homily. Sam, with much conviction tackled on the issues about the youth.

“Peer pressure, drug addiction, premarital sex, are some of the issues that the youth are facing today. Sana kayong mga kabataan, hindi lang puro gimik, billards, clubbing, at inom ang inaatupad niyo. Sana, mag-serve din kayo. Put your time and talents into good use.”

While the priest was facing the audience, Leni shot him with dagger looks and said to herself.

“Ayos sa sermon si Father ah, tinamaan ako Gayahin daw ba si Jose Rizal magsalita?

After the mass, she went home and slept again.

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