Once
upon a time there was a child ready to be born.
So one day he asked God:
They
tell me you are sending me to Earth tomorrow, but how am I
going to live there, being so small and helpless?
Among
the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting
for you and she will take care of you.
But
tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing
and smile, that's enough for me to be happy, and how am I
going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if
I don't know the language that men talk?
Your
angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you
will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel
will teach you how to speak.
And
what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
Your
angel will place your hands together and teach you how to
pray.
I've
heard that on Earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?
Your
angel will defend you even if it means risking her life.
But
I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
Your
angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you
the way to come back to me, even though I will always be next
to you.
At
that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from
Earth could already be heard, and the child, in a hurry asked
softly:
Oh
God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's
name.
Your
angel's name is of no importance. You will call your angel,
Mommy.
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