omewhere 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" (Good Morning, God!)
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?"
(How are you, Andoy? Are you coming in?)
"Opo padre ... " (yes, Father) he would flash his innocent grin, the priest
would be touched. He was so concerned that one day he talked to
"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 you stay in this church right after
"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
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 (father) 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
some say we will have a hard season this month, some of my
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 (mother),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
On Christmas day, Father Agaton was sick so he could not make
it in the Church, he was sent to the hospital. The Church was left
to 4 manangs (oldmaids) 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.
Ay "P----!! (a curse) bata ka!! Alam mo nang may nagdadasal!!
Alis!!" (Hey, kid, can't you see that we are praying..., go away!)
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
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!!! ("Oh, my God!, Go away, or else...!!!)
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 ~ 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 you for 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 .....
c",) I'm here... all the way c",)