With my first communion, strongly closing the eyes, I asked to see the Virgin Mary, then measuring the hugeness of my prayer, very confused I was sorry. Thereafter, the priest at that time making a sign of cross on the ciborium with the Holy Host I believed to receive communion in the bread and the wine that this one in my opinion got be drained thus. Here all my naive piété. I must mention here, an whimsical  very pious English woman, named miss Helen that we had had my brother and me as a housemistress. One day she asks me to embrace the crucifix, and to please her, I embrace this one on the two cheeks as I was kissing my parents. Its violent reaction marked me much, because according to her, one could not kiss Christ on the cheeks, probably in reference with the kiss of Judas. Then adolescence in procession from problems came. Although being in possession of an acute awareness,the religion did not worry me particulary . I moved away from there even completely while entering to the school from Beautiful Arts, regarding art as a Divinity. However in front of my austerity with work, one day one of my studio buddies says to me that I was surely catholic. I was satisfied to answer him that I was that in the way of everyone.

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