Karolina Vera , Ecuador: I owe a lot to Cieli because she freed me from several relapses. She came to really know me. She just had to look at you and she knew that something wasn’t right.
Maria Augusta and I had known each other for several years, since both of us were members of the Home of the Mother. She was from Chone, and when she came to live at the Students’ Residence in Portoviejo our friendship grew. Although she lived in Portoviejo and I lived in Playa Prieta, we didn’t see each too often. Once in while we sent notes to encourage each other to keep fighting. Even though it seems silly, I drew a lot of strength from those little notes.
After a time, Maria Augusta entered in the Servant Sisters of the Home of the Mother as a candidate. She was so happy to do God’s will! From that moment on, we saw each other more frequently. On the weekends, Cieli—that’s what the girls called Maria Augusta—used to go to Playa Prieta. During the week she gave biology classes at Holy Family Educational Center where I was studying with the Servant Sisters of the Home of the Mother who direct it.
She was a very good teacher because she really taught us and wanted us to understand each thing she explained to us. She strived to teach us the best way possible, and if someone didn’t understand something, she erased everything and started over. She explained however many times it were necessary. My classmates loved her a lot. She taught us not only biology, but she made the most of class to talk to us about God and the Virgin Mary. She also encouraged us to go to Confession.
As my friend, sister and candidate, Maria Augusta was very good. She was always there, helping and supporting us. She trusted me. She was the one in charge of the Students’ Residence and, whenever it was possible, she invited us over to hang out with them so that we would be in a healthy environment, whether it was in Portoviejo or in Playa Prieta.
I owe a lot to Cieli because she freed me from several relapses. She came to really know me. Not only me; other girls, too. She just had to look at you and she knew that something wasn’t right. She loved the Virgin Mary like crazy.