The secret of the Star
The day after Christmas my little ward told me that he wrote Santa to ask for another gift. I told him Santa was done with gift-giving, since he made his last rounds the night before Christmas.
The day after Christmas my little ward told me that he wrote Santa to ask for another gift. I told him Santa was done with gift-giving, since he made his last rounds the night before Christmas.
In the Jesuit Novitiate in Novaliches, there used to hang along its main corridor on the ground floor a framed poster with the caption, “Dreams are like the stars. We may never reach them, but they are always there to guide us.”
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