The Pope Francis effect

There is something about Pope Francis that attracted over 6 million people to attend the mass in Quirino Grandstand today.

All were gathered for a rare chance to hear a live mass from the Pope.

Some waited for an hour or two, the others, waited inasmuch as eleven hours (like us) or even more, just to get a good view of the “rockstar”.

But it was never an easy peat for we all have to brave the drizzle all throughout the day.

Good thing it’s just rain, no strong, howling winds despite Metro Manila being under Signal No. 1.

Among the crowd are Sto. Niño relics, all raised up in the air to avoid the pressure of people being carried away by the rest of the crowd. Candles, transparent bags filled with food, water, medicines and other necessities, mats, umbrellas, and raincoats are also to be seen.

The crowd is a mixture of both young and young at heart. All were relatively calm, helpful, and compassionate to the ones who resort to pushing because of the massive number of people wanting to get in. All seems to be keeping tab on the essence of the activity that gathered all of us.

In search for a perfect place to have a clear view of the Pope, our group transferred from one place to another to another. We were eight. All waiting patiently starting 4am.

It wasn’t easy to wait for long hours for a mass that will start at 3:30pm but we didn’t mind. We’re all filled with excitement, hopes, and joy by the mere fact that finally, we will see the head of the church. Yey

When half of us decided to pee, we looked for the portalets. We walked back and forth, asked security guards from various points only to be directed like a pingpong ball, bouncing off in different points. Then we found it. After successfully releasing our pees, the guards won’t allow us to enter the vicinity anymore.

We were lost but not hopeless. We stayed in an area we expected the motorcade to pass through. Luck went on for forty minutes, no guards asking us to go but after that, policemen started calling us out, asking us to relocate.

Then with a twist of fate, a friend of mine saw a block mate of his, who gave us passes to the area in front of the stage. Lord knows how happy and thankful we are.

It was raining, still, but we didn’t mind.

Hearing the solemn mass by the Pope was all I needed. Aside from the fact that the songs were sung by a 1,000 member chorale whose voice were all angelic, and a cheer led by a very positive and energetic host, the event was indeed a successful one not just in the physical level but also in the spiritual level.

My phone got dripping wet, documenting the happenings and the result is a small malfunction. But I don’t mind.

I have too many to say but it all boils down to thank you, it was 13 hours spent wisely. We got tickets closer to Him but we also brought Him home here in our hearts.

All is well that ends well.

Thank you, Pope Francis, for visiting us, for renewing our faith and connection with God, and for making us all very happy. We love you so much. 🙂



About Shayne Zalameda

Shayne Zalameda is Misstache. She adores eating, traveling, attending events, and watching films. She likes to omit adjectives and is fascinated with ironies. As much as possible, she tries to avoid the word "very". Sometimes she easily forget things. More on
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