PIITA THE NUN

A story about the nun named Pitta who lived in France in another century. From having been a celebrated beauty in all the beautiful ballrooms to become a nun is something she never would have chosen. She came from a wealthy family, her mother and father spoiled her and her sister. Piita fell in love with a man who had lied to her, he was already married. He swore he loved her but did not want to leave what he had, honor was his main reason. Piita asked him never to contact her or ever talk about his "love" for her. Piita swore never to see or think of him, even though she knew that her heart would cry every day. Time passed, Piita realized she was pregnant and her father learned of her secret, she had never seen her father so angry. He asked her to move out to the summer house, where she would give birth to the baby and give it away, while they were looking for a man that she will marry. Piita knew she would never leave her unbornchild, her friend Nadine who were gypsies who knew everything about herbs and she was an expert to see the future in playing cards. All the rich women of society visited her, which was so they had met. Nadine took Piita down to earth and made her a better person, she taught Piita to see behind the veils and that everything does not look like it is. Nadine could help but said it would bring changes in Piitas life, that she would live simply, and that she would travel to a new continent, and there find peace. Piita felt how the herbs worked in her body, it was a thousand rays throughout the body. She felt that the whole body was burning, it hurt so badly, Nadine said that the fever will go down in a few days. Piita stayed with Nadine for several days, their friendship became deeper. Nadine could talk so weird sometimes say things that you did not understand, she said that Piita and she would meet in a different time and place and got Piita to promise something for Nadine and to keep it. Nadine spoke about the child she had lost was a girl, Nadine had buried her in a meadow where the daisies grew. When Piita left Nadine, she left her old life, the spoiled child no longer existed. When she told her father that she had lost the baby, now they don´t have to find a husband for her. Her father says that everything is already arrange, that they have found a man she will marry, even though there no child. You could hear how they screamed at each other, two strong wills who loved each other. Piita promised that she would rather become a nun than marry against her will. They both were so proud Piita became a nun and it was there she got the name Piita. Piita must break up with her old life in her new life there were no relatives you have no ties, the church and God is your beginning and end. Piita got a good life she lived for her garden where she grew roses, and made new varieties of roses. She was rather in the garden, it was there she found God, she realized that everything has a soul. She realized that inside the church were all these statues that depicted a man who you have to pray to, but she could not feel there were alive, but in her garden, she could feel the presence of God, all the animals were so present. She had four roses, which she took extra care of, it was her father, mother, sister and her little girl. She had not seen her family for several years, the church was her family. Piita was asked to go to a new country that we call Guatemala. Piita remember Nadines words about to find peace, Piita wanted to see this new land where people lived with nature, she realized that they were closer to God than the rest of us. The trip was long in the boat, she loved every minute but the other nuns were sick. Piita began to feel ill she became yellow and yellower, until her body could not cope, the only Piita thought of was the new country that she would not be able to experience. Piita died of tuberculosis and she was left in the middle of the Atlantic, they threw the body overboard. What remained in the boat after Piita was her four plants of roses that she had brought with her and all her hybrids in France that she had cultivated.


Each story has something to teach us about ourselves.