The Miraculous Medal Pendant and the Bank Slip

I don’t know about you, all the holy medals I have were lovingly given to me by Grandmother, and they were already blessed by her friend Father Marcos.

My Grandpa Teixeira gave me one of my favourites, which he found during his walks on the beach at dawn. I took it to the US for my sophomore year as an exchange student. With all the wisdom of a 14 year-old, I remember holding it real tight in bed during those chilly New England winter nights. And – ok, you can laugh – I used to sniff Vick Vaporub to remind me of my mother, who was addicted to it then. But I digress. The thing is, those little medals accompany me my whole life: my trips, hospitals, at the maternity waiting for Caio, the door of my house, when I said good-bye to Grandpa Teixeira… good times and some not so good, but the medals were always there with me.

Well then, and can you believe I got one in the mail last week? Yes, that is correct. I received a miraculous medal by post! Together with it, there was a bank slip, to be paid at Banco de Brasil: “a contribution in the amount of 15, 20 or even 25 Reais,” and it goes on… “the invoice is only to make your donation easier, as it is accepted in all banks, lotterys and even the postal bank.” That is it?! C’mon guys, I thought it was so weird I had to say something… do you think it counts?
Direct-mailing Religious medals?

Cuak!