August 23, 2037, Sunday
Micky just graduated Kindergarten last May, it was a fun learning experience for him once again. They started to learn Math; he was troubled in subtracting large numbers back then. He even almost cried when he is just halfway done but the hour for passing the TestOid (Future Test Papers) on front to be checked by the Chekis (Checking Machine) is close at hand. After some time, he gained strength from that experience to study subtraction at their house, learning different techniques as he goes. He even advanced to multiplication to prepare for it at the higher-grade levels.
8:00 AM...
"Micky, are you done yet? We're leaving already.", said his mom echoing from downstairs. "Yes, mom. Just finishing touches on my hair!", as he shouted placing the comb on the table in front of him, and fixing the lone hair coming up from the side. "Coming!", he yelled as he is rushing down the stairs; his necktie not even properly tied.
"Your necktie, son. Ayusin mo at tabingi.", his father said as he's passing by the hallway to the garage. Asher was chilling at the sofa, his eyes closed; it looks like he was still sleepy because of staying up late of gaming last night. As Micky is fixing his necktie, David blasted the horn of their car. It echoed around the walls and corners of the house; Asher immediately stood up as he heard it, his eyes wide open as he is rushing down the hallway towards their garage. "Bilisan mo dyan," he chuckled to Micky as he run pass by him. "Wait lang", as he races with his brother towards the car.
"First.", they babbled as they sat on the back of the car. "Hindi, ako nauna.", "Ako kaya", they teased each other just like every brother do. "O, siya, tama na yan.", David chuckled, looking at the rearview mirror.
At St. Macarius Parish...
The family of Patterson sat near the aisle inside the parish. Micky was at the far-right of the seat, enabling him to see what is going on from the back to the front. He is a small kiddo, about 3'1 (ca. 94 centimeters) at his age. The average height for a 7-year-old kid is around 3'6 (ca. 107 centimeters). He saw the altar servers walking down from the sacristy towards the back of the church. He was always astonished by the looks of their vestments, black cassock and surplice with blue strands to be precise. Sometimes they also wore a hooded alb, and an ordinary alb. The Ministry of Altar Servers of St. Macarius Parish has lots of vestments stored inside their cabinets. And during ceremonial activities, they wear an extraordinary uniform instead of the classic white shirt, black pants, black socks, and black shoes.
"Good morning brothers and sisters in Christ...", the commentator greeted the people inside the church. Micky was looking at the Altar Servers from the back of the aisle; he can't stop looking at them. "... let us all stand, and join the choir, in singing the entrance song."
They all stood up, Micky was even late because he was focused on studying the vestments of the servers. He was always afraid to ask his mother and father on what they are called. Inside his mind, he thought they are going to be priests when they grow up. He used to call them, "the kids with white dress in front of the altar"
As they were about to walk pass by him, he took his eyes off them. He was a bit shy looking at people and thinking as if he was a weird kid. The choir stopped singing when the priest reached the sedilia, holding the lectern and looking at the hosts.
"In the name of the Father...", as they make the sign of the cross, "...and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."
"Amen"
Micky, again, was looking at the Altar Servers at the side of the altar.
During communion, Micky prayed silently while kneeling. He said, "God, thank you for all the blessings you had given us. Thank you for another day and chance for us to cherish. We ask for forgiveness for all the wrongs we have done...", as Ella, David, and Ash returned to their seat, kneeling and praying. Micky's faith to God is prospered by Ella and David very well, they thought him how to pray, and how to ask for forgiveness and to give praise to God.
BINABASA MO ANG
The Clip of Time
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