INFORMATION, PLEASE! By: Rui Strang

When I was child, my father bought a brand new telephone. I was too small to reach the phone. But I was fascinated to know there was somebody incredible living in there.
Her name was - "Information Please!"
My first personal experience with her was..
My mom wasn´t home and I hit my finger while playing with a hammer and a box of tools. The pain was terrible, but the truth I had no reason to cry. " How could I stop this pain?" And then I remembered the Telephone!!!
I got a chair to reach the phone. And dialed 102.
Miss informations answered in a friendly voice.
" Hello Miss, I hurt my finger..." An the tears came down because I finally had an audience.
She asked: " Can you open the freezer?" " "Get a piece of ice..."
So on and so forth...
That day on, if I had any doubt or problem I would call Miss Information.
Example - If I had geography homework I would call her to know where was Philadelphia located.
One day my bird died and again I called Miss information.
She explained me that other worlds exist and that the birds would sing over there too! One way or the other she would always find a way to comfort me.. The next day I would call her again..
" How do I spell - exception - ?"

When I was 9 years old we moved to Boston. I missed my friend Mis information, please...
As a grew up I would try to feel that same peace and security feeling that Miss Information had passed me through my childhood.

I was in a Business trip and my plane had a connection in Seattle my childhood city. I remembered Miss Information and decided to dial...
Like a miracle she answered with the same sweet voice.
I asked: " How can I spell Exception?"
She replied - "Paul, I think your finger is better already."
" So, it´s you!!!!"
" You were so important for me..." You too, cause you know, I have never had a child, so everyday I would wait for your phone call and be so happy to help you..."
"Can I visit you in 3 months? I´m going to Seattle to visit my sister.
See you in 3 months... My name is Sally, if somebody answers call me, ok?"
Three months passed and I went to Seattle, I called Miss information as promised...
To my surprise another voice answered. " Could I speak to Sally?"
" Sorry, Sally died 2 weeks ago..." I was silent for a few seconds...
" Wait a minute, are you Paul?" " Yes!"
Sally left a message for you she said you would understand."
"Tell Paul that I believe there are other worlds where the birds can sing..."
" She said you would understand.."
" Thank you sir!" " Thank you..."
I UNDERSTOOD THAT HOPE NEVER DIES AND YOU SHOULD NEVER UNDERESTIMATE HOW IMPORTANT YOU ARE FOR PEOPLE AND HOW IMPORTANT THEY ARE FOR YOU...

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