Let us now
follow Dina during the two years that she spent in New York. It was a period of
hard work in her studies, of very happy moments as a consequence of her
passionate love of music, of living it all with the lively energy of a young
woman who explored all that surrounded her in that great metropolis, of daily
contacts by letter with her parents, in order to thank them for their sacrifice
and that they should not feel the pain of separation too much.
Dina was there
with two Canadian companions: Bernadette
and Aline.
The two saw her
as a friendly young woman, who unselfishly tried to please. She worked very
hard at her musical studies, but was also capable of breaking the monotony and
laughing at some joke. Dina was very cheerful, laughed easily and accepted that
we should jokingly pull her leg. She had will power that was strong and
disciplined and was both firm and gentle at one and the same time. She was very
tidy and careful with things, but never referred to the fact that we were not …
she pretended not to notice.
She was really
shy, but overcame this when she had to entertain others. In conversation she
was always ready with a word to set the other person at ease. She was reserved,
not easily excited, but so friendly that nobody could imagine the efforts that
she made to be entertaining.
Dina’s strong
character, which was evident even when she was very small, continued to
occasionally betray her and be a source of suffering. One day a rather unkind
remark was made about her manner of playing the piano. Bernadette tells us: I
was in my room. When I saw her enter I noticed how very pale she was and asked:
What’s the matter? Are you ill? She
burst into tears. I repeated my question … through her tears she told me: “I am
very proud. What they have just said to me is true”. Dina accepted the rather
exaggerated comment, but rebelled inwardly. Some years later she met the person
but was so pleasant and discreet that nobody would have believed that something
so disagreeable had previously taken place.
Bernadette, with
whom she shared a room, suggested in Holy Week that they should pray during the
night between Holy Thursday and Good Friday.
Dina was happy with the idea, but did not want their other friends to
know about it. We dimmed the light and
prayed for an hour. Dina always followed faithfully the programme of daily
prayer that she had drawn up in Quebec. Taking her health into account she
could have omitted the daily Mass, but did not even dream of doing so. Aline
adds that every evening, she saw Dina praying with fervour at the altar rails,
for half or three quarters of an hour, not moving, with her head in her hands.
During the
holidays, Bernadette tells us that they went to Chicoutimi (Quebec) by
boat. On the return journey they found
that, due to a misunderstanding, the cabins hey had reserved were not
available. In the evening a passenger, who was half drunk came to the lounge
where we were. Dina noticed my anxiety and said “You’ll see, we will get a
cabin” and she began to cough. An employee offered her a woollen blanket but
she continued to cough. At about one o’clock in the morning the employee
returned triumphantly, saying that he had a cabin for us. On entering, Dina,
seated on the bed, began to laugh: “I told you that we would have a cabin”, for
a moment I also found it funny, but then realised that she had planned it to
help me, when she had noticed my anxiety.
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