Sr. Kelai Reno: Sr. Clare didn't want the patients to miss Mass, so we went to their rooms and brought them in their wheelchairs. Sometimes we even took the patients' entire bed to the chapel because the porters had not put them in the wheelchair.
Karolina Vera: Sr. Clare was living like a real Christian, dying to what she liked and felt like doing. She told me once that we have a huge responsibility to pray for our brothers and sisters, the persecuted Christians.
Carolina Aveiga: The root of the problem was a girl in Sr. Clare's class. Sr. Clare knew her very well and understood me. While the teams were having their meeting, Sr. Clare came to the place where we were gathered and began speaking jokingly yet seriously, saying, “Did you all know that I'm a superhero?"
Sr. Beatriz Liaño, SHM: I can still see the scene: Sr. Clare laying on the back seat with her eyes closed while the taxi started up. When I saw her again after a few hours at dinner, she was serving the girls and telling jokes and spreading joy.
Sr. Rosa Lopez, SHM, Guayaquil, Ecuador: She said to me, “Go child by child. Have patience with them and help them, because they don’t know how to write.”