Once upon a time, there was a bonny and meek girl who lived in a community called The Virtue Valley. The color of her hair was somewhat strawberry-blond if you could call it that and her skin was of pale brown hue. Her name was Charity. She belonged to a family of humble beginnings. Her mother, Faith, was a teacher at a government-owned nursery school where she taught only part-time, thrice a week. Her mother was taking care of Charity and her 2 younger sisters, Joy and Grace, when she was not teaching. Charity’s father, Justice, was a corn-farmer and the community-head of VirtueValley
where their clan had been living since the time of her father’s father. But whenever he was able, Justice never missed the opportune time to see his 3 wonderful kids at home.
Charity’s parents never failed to remind all three of them Read more »
–the 2nd anecdote written on September 16, 2010 @ 22:33–
Simon was known to be a good person.Everyone who knew him would say so.Even the strangers who got acquainted with him by mere circumstance would definitely think of the same thing about him.On the day of his burial, a lot of people had gathered around his coffin.They all got acquainted and found the time to talk to each other after the service.
Jonas shared his own experience of being with Simon, being a good friend that he was to him.Jonas was a man who always made promises but he made promises to a lot of people at the same time, leaving him so caught up in-between promises, mostly.One day, he got both of his hands tied.He promised his mother to drive for her to do her groceries but he remembered after a little while that he also promised his sister to drive her back to her boarding school on that very hour while last night he told his girlfriend they would be having a date on that day, too.Read more »
–the 1st anecdote written on June 27, 2010 @ 6:43–
When Amelia died her soul was transported to a bunch of heavenly clouds. An angel greeted and showed her the way where all the newly arrived souls should fall in line and wait for their turn to meet Saint Peter face to face.
Amelia thought that she came a little earlier because she was the only soul in the line then. A couple of seconds later, another soul was falling in line as she was being assisted by the same angel who greeted Amelia, earlier.
Amelia greeted the second soul, "Hi, my name is Amelia. What’s yours?" Read more »
