I have a lot of memories of Maria Augusta. We went to kindergarten, elementary school, and high school together. Then, Our Lady made us both part of her Home. I didn’t see her much after she entered as a candidate, which is why I don’t have very many memories of her as a candidate. After her death, I saw a girl that had received catechism classes from Maria Augusta and me. It was so nice to hear, “Thanks to you both, I enjoyed catechism classes.” At that moment many different feelings invaded my heart: joy, sadness… I thought, “Thank you Cieli – that is what we used to call Maria Augusta – because, among so many memories, I had forgotten that we had given catechism classes together.” And it was as if from Heaven she said to me, “Don’t forget that we taught the faith together, so that children could get closer to God. And now you see the fruits, because that girl now gives catechism classes.”
One anecdote that I have is from when we went on our last field trip before finishing high school. Maria Augusta asked me if I was going to go. I told her that I wasn’t sure yet and then I asked her the same question. She answered the same thing. We weren’t sure if we should go, because those trips aren’t always good. In addition to this, we weren’t sure if we were going to be able to receive the Eucharist on Sunday, because that day we would be traveling all day headed back home. We ended up deciding to go, looking out for a Mass on Saturday evening. When the day came, I had completely forgotten about Mass and I didn’t really feel like going. She came to get me and we went to look for a church. We didn’t care what our other classmates had to say. (There was a group that was a bit bothersome.) It just so happened that a few more classmates ended up coming with us to Mass.
Something that I will never be able to forget about Maria Augusta is the smile that she always had. I don’t remember ever seeing her upset. She was always smiling. Even when there was something that she didn’t like, she would just smile, and you could tell what she thought.
One time, at the Sisters’ house, I said to her, “You are going to be a nun.” She just smiled. You could just see in her eyes that love and surrender that she had towards God and Our Lady.