Peter and his
friends were
playing with
marbles. One day,
one of them was
tired of playing
and said to the
rest of the
group:
— What a boring
day! There is
nothing for us
to do.
Peter kicked
some stones, and
said:
— Yes, it’s
boreing. What if
we play hide and
seek?
Duda then said:
— Again? We
played with it
before!
— What if we
play with a cat?
We could set its
tale on fire. —
suggested John.
— No! — said
Duda — We have
done it before,
remember? The
cat ended up
burned, and my
mom was really
angry with me.
Peter agreed:
— It’s true. Let’s
make up
something
different.
— But what? —
Duda asked. — We
played football,
ran after
Peter’s dog, eat
ice cream...
— I know! —John
said — Let’s
steal fruit from
the old Simon’s
house!
They all agreed.
They had at last
found something
different to do.
Suddenly,
Peter’s mom
asked him to go
inside and take
a shower before
dinner time. The
boys decided to
do that on the
following day.
Peter at night
put his pijamas
and laid down.
His mother came
to say good
night and they
prayed together.
At that moment,
he felt bad for
everything he
had done and
wanted to change.
The boy prayed
to Jesus and
asking help to
become a better
person and avoid
life’s
temptations.
He remembered
his friends were
waiting for him.
He then asked
his mom to wake
him up early and
said:
— I agreed to
meet Duda and
John this
morning.
His mother then
said:
— My son, please
be careful. I
don’t like to
see you around
these boys. They
are very bad
behaved.
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— Don’t worry,
mom. I won’t
make any
mistakes.
His mother
kissed him and
said:
— Ok, my son.
Have a good
night! Shall
your guardian
protect you and
inspire you good
thoughts.
On the following
day, Peter woke
up feeling quite
sick. He had
fever. His
mother examined
him and found
some spots in
his body. He
couldn’t wake up
and go out to meet his
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Soon later, a
neighbout came
and asked:
— Did you know
what happened?
This morning two
boys tried to
steel Simon’s
fruits and were
beaten by his
dogs.
His mother then
asked, very
concerned:
— What about the
boys?
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— They are well,
but a bit
wounded. They
could have even
died! |
Peter heard the
conversaton and
then started to
cry:
— Thank God I
was sick!
He then
confessed
everything to
his mother, who
heard him in
silence.
— Do you realise
what you could
have been
through? Thank
Jesus and your
guardian angel
who protected
you. Do you
remember the
prayer we have
done yesterday?
The prayer
protects us
always, and it’s
precious through
difficult times.
We should always
be good to
deserve the help
our our
spiritual
friends.
— It’s true, mom.
I will be a
different boy as
from today. I
promisse.
He then said:
— What a blessed
sickness!
Aunt Celia
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