THE PRIEST

Father Raimundo Nonato, pastor of the Viscount of Rio Branco, a town near my hometown, it was a traditional priest, using his relentless cassock, but had a good humor priceless.
Mulatto means pro obese, had taken a few that made us all, regardless of the mood that we presented before his arrival, we were quickly at ease with life.
It was you "win" the day.
I remember that one day, visiting my parents, who had gone to St. Paul College in teaching, even in Muriaé there, the priest seemed Nonato, unlike usual, the mood a bit different, even through moody, so to speak.
When asked by my father about why such a bad mood, the priest frown, talked about something else, trying at all costs to change the topic of conversation.
In vain, my father worried about his friend did not leave in peace, always wondering what was happening.
There are so many purchases, Nonato Father could no longer take the pressure and said:
-Mark, I'm kind of sorry for what I said the other day when Viscount of Rio Branco, in the hour of mass.
My father, he already knew his old friend, promptly changed the facies, the concern has a sly expression of who were expecting something.
- What happened, Father? He asked my father, who is half laughing.
- Well, I was performing the Mass when, you know these brand new pews, made of wood more resistant?
Well, the community had tried so hard to buy a new bank because the others were in a petition of misery, already eroded by termites and time. The new banks were beautiful, very beautiful, but I do not know what on earth one wag decided to scribble on the bench.
Scribble was still little, wrote a word of those ...
Then in the middle of the sermon, could not resist and said:
"Well, my brothers, worst of all was the word that this unhappy man wrote. So ugly I'm ashamed to say. But just to give you an idea: It is the woman, above the knee and below the navel! "