Caught In the Nose!
Thursday, May 10th, 2007
In high school, we were cleaning the school grounds. My friends and I were pulling weeds close to the fences with rusty barbed wires. As I pulled a stubborn weed, a loose wire snapped and hit my face. A barb hooked itself and clang to my left nostril! It was a dangerously funny situation, but I remained still, and the guys were kind enough to hold their laughter while the professor eased the nasty barb out of my nose. When it was finally pulled out, they burst out laughing like a group of retards. I was brought to the clinic where a nun (Sister Lachica) took care of the wound. I tried looking helpless, expecting sympathy and affection from her. Instead she said, Hmmm, this is what you get by working against your will! Real work comes from the heart! blah blah blah….
Note: I wrote this story a few days BEFORE Girlie (my classmate) text me about Sister Lachica’s death. Maybe the good nun thought about her favorite alumnus before passing over to the next life. I’m flattered! OK, I will pray for the repose of her soul….This is her line before every flag ceremony.
