WARRIORS (MVManalo)

Canudos

The young militant soldiers, about eight of them fetched the food consists of breads, cheese, tomatoes, honey and wine bottles. The remaining men and women holding rifles and 24 calibres just stood to protect their comrades. To protect their comrades from innocent and sweet looking sisters who just stood and looked at them silent and unmoved.

Graci, Sister, I will be looking forward to talking to you some other time when I am not that busy. Adieu!, Commander Fonci said gallantly. Men, let's go!

Yes, sir!, all said in unison.

Sister Beatrice stood against this commanding officer and all was calm until the Canudo Militant group left, now driving further away from them.

Haaaahhh.... F*king soldiers. I wanna cut their throat, if you hadn't arrived, I must have slit that arrogant Luca's throat right here and killed him, Sister Jona said still angry with the group who took their food supply which is a week's food for the orphans they take care of and the sisters ration.

Don't worry Sister, we will get by. I know God will provide, sister Beatrice said holding sister Jona's hand.

Hell yeah you're not! You shouldn't have done that Beatrice, why would you do that? They stole our food and wine, what will we eat from now on?, Paula cried angrily.

Ah.. that's what we need to pray and work hard for, starting tomorrow, ahahaah!, I just said and now thinking what we need to do to get by for the weeks ahead for food.

What to do?, Sister Beca thought. Hmm....maybe we can ask for donations or benefactors to help us and provide for our needs like food or aid for our foundations?

That can work but we have people and organizations that help us now, yet we are far from making this community financially secure. Though we can make products and plant them since the soil here is good enough for tomatoes, potatoes, lettuce carrots, watermelons and onions...., Sister Jona added and her eyes widened when she saw Sister Teresa's reaction.

Yes we can ask the kids in the orphanage and the young teens in the ghettos to help us in the planting!, Sister Jona added excited.

Yup that could work! Let's do it as soon as possible!, I said happily and smiling at Sisters Jona and Teresa. Sister Paula is still skeptic but would want to try to do her best to make this possible. She was thinking of another way like asking her dad to help their community but it would really be huge that he might ask something in return for the favor. Her family isn't that really generous, her mom is a kind soul but her dad is a business man that he only helps when he can earn from it. Hmm....maybe yes, or maybe not. Let's just see how this goes. I hope that our crops would really grow unlike the last time that insects and raccoons made a feast out of our harvest. And that is a big disaster alright!, Sister Paula argued in her mind,

I remember when I asked dad for a car when I was about fifteen that I needed to work in a car shop to pay for it. I was pissed off but I was able to pay off my own first car which is a BMW and it's the most expensive car back in the seventies. Though, I know that it wasn't really important for me I wanted to try dad and myself to beat him of his own game. We are like cats and dogs who fought for power and money that I eventually lost anyways. But when I told him I will join a community to serve God he was really opposed to it but mom though sad was happy for my chosen life. But I have had girlfriends then that I needed to leave. It really hurt so bad since I loved them and I love one girl who made my heart flutter every time I see and be with her, Alyssa. Yet after I have gone to service I never heard of her again, until this month. It's been ten years and as girl of 20 years I can't say that my libido has left me and that I didn't stop loving girls even if I'm in the community. I felt that God understands me and that I am forgiven every time I help those poor kids and teach, motivate the youth for them to carry the goodness in their hearts always.

Hey, sister, why are you looking at Beatrice that way? I know you, ahaha, you have a crush on her huh!?, Sister Teresa said bumping on my shoulder.

What? Ah no, I was thinking about something. Leave me alone, bitch!, Sister Paula added and smiled. As if you would understand, the word Crush, since you never had a boyfriend since birth!

You witch, how did you....ahhhhhh, Paul, I'm gonna kill you!!!!, Sister Teresa yelled blushing. Ah, ah, ah, we're servants of God and can't do that, you are so sensitive, see you're blushing, you're jealous huh! HIhiHIhI!, Sister Paula said while running away from Teresa.

Sister Jona laughed and I just stared and smiled at these cute and happy sisters of mine. I know this is the hardest job God has given me but I won't let this slide. I will make sure that this community will be given the right help and attention so that it can help more people in Favela. Haaa....I hope I'd be able to raise funds as well to make that dream happen. Crush??? Ah, what did Sister Teresa mean about crush, who is Sister Paula's crush, then?

Ah, sister, I think Paula is crushing you, haha!, Sister Jona said and smiled.

Aha, she does huh, and how does she treat those she doesn't like, I wonder?, I thought while feeling something out of the ordinary like my heart felt warm and tingly.

Civil war has broke out in some parts of the world like Africa and Syria, Iraq and Afghanistan but as if the world isn't bothered by it anymore. It is like a natural event or happening that can't be helped and we just try our best to provide aid and support to those countries that needed them.