Fear Fonci or Trust God

As I was walking down the stairs of our building there were military jeeps headed towards us and I can hear the thugs and rumbles of the tires moving fast leaving tracks maybe on the wet muddy grounds of St. Clare’s since it rained yesterday night.

Who are you, stop?, Sister Teresa, yelled and ran towards the first jeep to ride and thus stopped in front of our door steps. Sister Teresa, it’s alright!, Sister Jona said calmly but she has a small bread knife inside her skirt pocket that if in case things get rough ans crazy she can defend herself and her sisters abruptly. What can I do you for, sirs?

We need food and wine. If you have some, share them with us, ah…no…we insist you give them to them to us, now!, a native Canudo militant group member said and then went out of the jeep, not waiting for his superior to tell the sisters what they really wanted in the first place.

And you are?, Sister Jona added and moved a step closer, putting her hands and arms to her waist to let the soldiers know she isn’t afraid of them. Even if they shoot me and die here I don’t care as long as defend my sisters and the kids we take care inside the this infrastructure.

We are not interested in you. We are interested in food and wine. Stop yapping and hand them over, now?....

Lucas!, Have you hadn’t any manners? These are sisters from St. Clare’s and you’re treating them with no respect, now!, A man wearing a military garrison and fatigue walked from behind and pushed Lucas to the side.

I am Commander Fonci and we just ask for food and wine or water if you have some since we have been traveling for days without nourishment and my men, about ten of them are really dead hungry. Could you please help us! My mother was once helped by your superiors and we are indebted to you and your community. It’s just that we really need nourishment immediately!, Commander Fonic said with his lips pale and his eye bags dark which means he is indeed telling the truth.

Luca                                                            Commander Fonci

I am Sister Beatrice, just call me Beca, this is my community and I am not the new head of the organization working for the poor in this town, Yes, we can help you but my sisters will bring the food and wine you need. But after that you can go and you wouldn’t bother us anymore unless it’s necessary!, Sister Beca said with conviction but her legs are shaking and almost wanting to fall if not for Sister Jona who stood beside her and held her waist to pacify her shaking knees.

In the olden days Canudos are well known for their support and bravery for the cause that is to alleviate poverty among the Brazilian citizens and communities. But when corrupt and lewd leaders took over the militant group, soldiers from the faction kidnap and take young girls as hostage, raped and killed for their selfish and carnal desires. This Commander Fonci is somewhat new to his post that he thinks highly of the sisters, maybe. But still, there’s nothing wrong in deciding to give them what they need and leave. It’s not polite to do that since we are helping strangers too when they need one but this dangerous groups is different and feared by many in Brazil. So, I won’t risk my sisters and staffs lives for their food and other needs.

Okay, in that case, thank you sister, ah…., Commander Fonci asked again.

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