The Road

 

(Story based on other stories and oral tales of which I don't know the title)

I was a baby when I started walking on this road and I was crawling. I was looking at the birds, the flowers and the blue sky. Along with me was a voice that said: "look at the hole!" "watch out for a pigeon poop!" "you, didn't drink water today." This voice is called: Guardian Angel.

One day I got a pair of sneakers and a walker. Soon he was already walking along the road. And with all that confidence in me... I tripped over a rock. I hit the road and scraped my knee. There! How it hurt. I cried... I screamed for help. Behold, a very beautiful lady with a crown of stars appears to me. It was Our Lady, the mother of Jesus, she passed a medicine that burned and put a bandage. He gave me a cuddle, gave me a hug and said: "Continue your walk and when you need help, call me!" And then she was gone. I got up and continued walking.

And just like every road has signs, but each sign has someone holding it. Interestingly, they all look like nuns or priests. Some are wearing colorful tunics. Others cannot be seen. One day I found a fork in the road. I asked, "What now?" A monk appeared with a lantern in his hand with an arrow indicating where I should go. And there I went walking.

Behold, the great day has come! The day I got a bike. I was so happy! But I fell off my bike all the time. I gave up the bike and sat on a rock. Just ahead there was a meeting of the roads. One passed a bus and the other taxis. But I would have to give my bicycle to get into one of them. It took me so long to get it. So I stood still. Motorbikes, beetles, ferrari, the squeak of the Archangels, other people on bicycles and people on foot passed by. Very rare, but I saw babies crawling.

One day a Volkswagen Beetle passed by. He stopped and asked me, "What are you doing there?" I replied, "I don't know how to ride a bike." She gave me a book and a chaplet. And he left.

He was there reading the book. Four more people arrived by bicycle. They stopped and talked. And they said, "Come with us! Just push the bicycle." And so we went on the road.

And look what I found. A school that teaches how to ride a bicycle.

The name of this road: Jesus.

What is taught in this school: the Truth

The destination of the road: Eternal Life

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