My prize in elementary storytelling contest: pictures of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary
June 25, 2009 3 Comments
When I was a Grade 1 student in St. Rose of Lima School in Bacolod City, I was asked to represent the class in a storytelling contest vs. the representatives of Grades 2 and 3. My story piece is “The Boy who Cried Wolf.” When the results were out, the winner was Grade 3, followed by Grade 2, and I for Grade 1. My prize: two one-inch pictures of the Sacred Heart Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary connected by a hinge. The pictures are framed with ornate plastic painted with gold.
My mother was proud of my prize. She placed it on our altar where we pray the rosary every night. Me and my brothers and sisters were already trying to fend of sleep, but pray we must. My mother and father were kneeling, and so must we till the rosary ended, complete with the Litany (I just noticed the number litany prayers is the same as the number of the rosary beads).
I don’t know what happened to my little prize. I think it was kept in a cabinet together with my journal notebooks–my mother keeps little things about me and my other brothers and sisters. My mother died about ten years ago, but her face lit by candles as she prayed on our altar I still remember clearly. Before she died, she entrusted me to Our Lady of Guadalupe. And Our Lady has become my mother.
On my present workdesk are two 20 inch by 20 inch pictures connected by a hinge: the pictures of the Christ the King and Our Lady of Guadalupe. The Sacred Heart of Jesus is visble: aflame, crowned with thorns, mounted with a cross. The Immaculate Heart of Mary is invisible, yet her hands joined in prayer and the flower on her dress above her hands suggests her Immaculate Heart. I gazed and gazed and smiled. The boy who cried wolf, now cries “Lord, Lord!” and “Mama, Mama!” Thank you for making me win third place, so that I will place first in your hearts.