Early October 1987, a new page of my life was opened. I had entered the Minor Seminary of the Holy Savior, which had been moved from its residence near the Monastery of the Holy Savior to the Convent of St. George in Bikfaya. The seminary! Why at such an early age, when I was still 14 years old?
The story of my vocation wavers between joy and pain. Its first seed developed within my family, under the eyes of my grandmother, Wadiaa, and especially, my mother Mona.
Originally from Jezzine, my mother comes from a family known for its ardent faith, from which came several priests and bishops, among whom, as an example, Bishop Basilios Hajjar, the famous Bishop of Saida and Deir Al-Kamar (deceased in 1916), and the late Bishop Sleiman Hajjar, whom divine Providence wanted me to be one of his successors at the head of the Melkite Greek Eparchy of Canada. If I entered the Salvatorian minor seminary, it is because my mother had called her cousin Abouna Sleiman, the rector of the seminary at that time, to accept me as a seminarian.
At the Seminar I grew up, myself and my vocation, under the eyes of good priests and rectors, such as Fathers Sleiman Hajjar, Semaan Nasr and Ibrahim Ibrahim, this young priest coming from Rome, who, with his "revolutionary" spirit, tried to improve our daily life in terms of food and extra-curricular activities. For this we keep for him, until today, a special affection and a place in our hearts.