A young nun was assigned to walk along the beach near her convent, collecting donations for charity.

It was a scorching hot day, and the beach was packed with people. As she walked along the shore, she suddenly heard desperate cries coming from the water.

“Help! Help! I’m cramping! I’m going under!”

Looking out to sea, she spotted a muscular young man with a six-pack struggling in the waves.

Without hesitation, the nun quickly removed her outer robe and dove into the water. Swimming with surprising speed and strength, she reached the man and managed to bring him safely back to shore.

The young man collapsed onto the sand, breathing heavily. As he recovered, he looked at the young nun—her clothes now soaking wet and clinging to her—with a mixture of admiration and gratitude.

“Thank you, Sister,” he said. “You’re like an angel. To repay you for saving my life, I’ll do anything you ask.”

The nun looked him up and down, smiled knowingly, and leaned closer.

“I don’t need money,” she said softly. “But I can see you’re a strong young man. Our convent is in need of a healthy, hardworking fellow to help with some… heavy duties at night, after all the priests have gone to bed. Would you be willing to serve?”

The young man’s eyes lit up immediately.

“Absolutely, Sister! No job is too difficult for me. Should I come tonight?”

The nun nodded.

“Excellent.”

Then she added:

“At midnight, climb over the back wall of the convent.”

The young man grinned eagerly.

“Yes, Sister.”

“And don’t forget to bring a shovel, a pickaxe, and a wheelbarrow.”

The smile slowly faded from his face.

The nun continued:

“We have five tons of organic fertilizer waiting to be moved in the vegetable garden.”