She felt like she was constantly bowing her head and saying "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou,..." The sister walking beside Mother Angelica kept touching Mother's arm or elbow. "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou, thankyou." "What does sister want?", Mother thought. "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou ,thankyou." The sister kept pulling at Mother's elbow.
"Mother, some bird did something on you veil!"
That's where I almost lost it.
So the two nuns went into a bathroom and tried to wash off the bird poop. And it wasn't easy.
Ten minutes later, Mother is back working her way through the crowd (albeit soaking wet veil), "Congratulations." "Thankyou, thankyou, thankyou..."
What are the odds: two thousand plus people, one bird?
Certainly God was teaching us through Mother Angelica, a lesson on humility.