For three years I had the blessing of getting to know Father Cyril. He was a newly
ordained priest at the time, and I was an aspirant at Anisakan. At first we were all
afraid of him, since he was assigned to be our Prefect of Studies. Seeing the look of fear in our faces, as a group of us the gathered around him one day, he
grimaced, his eyes squinting and his jaw tightening. And then he burst into the
loudest laugh I had heard in a while. It was a clear message to us that we were
not to be afraid of him. Often donning a brown cassock, he would join us playing
football, basketball and volleyball after lunch, and he would regale us with
terrific stories at night after supper. What a great time it was for me to learn the
For three years I had the blessing of getting to know Father Cyril. He was a newly
ordained priest at the time, and I was an aspirant at Anisakan. At first we were all
afraid of him, since he was assigned to be our Prefect of Studies. Seeing the look of fear in our faces, as a group of us the gathered around him one day, he
grimaced, his eyes squinting and his jaw tightening. And then he burst into the
loudest laugh I had heard in a while. It was a clear message to us that we were
not to be afraid of him. Often donning a brown cassock, he would join us playing
football, basketball and volleyball after lunch, and he would regale us with
terrific stories at night after supper. What a great time it was for me to learn the
Christian walk from a model priest.