With our misadventure the night before and arriving @ Polomolok @ 12:30 am. I was really exhausted not only with the walking but with what I saw in Davao ( the other side of Davao- a crippled young man because of a motor accident, the story of my companions and the double flat tire we encountered, and the uncertainty of waiting in a place I am not familiar with.)
Anyway I was made to go to church by my host Tita Malou the following morning, she woke me at 5:30 A.M. and told me to get dressed for we are going to church. Half awake, I said okay. She said they’ll go ahead but Tito Boy would be coming back for me ‘coz we could not fit in the motorcycle. I dressed up after I wash my face, I don’t even have time to comb my hair, ha ha ha anyway I went with Tito Boy who said that I would like it there in the monastery.
The monastery was uphill, they have plenty of pine trees in the vicinity. The Poor Clare celebrate the Feast in honor of St. Clare every 11th of August.
|I will take always care of you
When I saw this words, I felt God was re-assuring me that everything will be alright. That I should not be afraid. Even if everything was so new to me.
|road going down|
|Oh no! They left me here and to think I don’t know anyone 🙁 and I think they only use horses to go downtown|