Five days, five hundred years Just recently, we completed a voyage to visit some external studies units of the prestigious state university in Western mindanao particularly in Zamboanga sibugay. The trip was an adventure as I would like to know more stories from graduates and of their families as well. The journey was splendid. University officials rode the university coaster carrying diploma jackets, academic gowns, medallions, certifications, program souvenirs and many others. The most amazing of them all, is the excitement that all have. The very feeling of happiness that after one academic year, all will visit the campuses and units of wmsu to once again proclaim them as graduates. As we started the voyage, our sails through the many exchange of idealisms, stories and issues of people become so interesting. We stop. We ate. We laugh. We continued the journey. As the trip is so slow in its pacing, the team seems to be tired. However, as the driver reminds us of where we are now, we went back to the excitement to attend the commencement exercises. It was tough indeed. I felt honor in my title as a student regent. I recalled my dream of becoming a president. Indeed, the presidency of the student council did not just gave me opportunities and an experience. It gave me more reasons to be humble of the many achievements I may have. Going back, commencement exercises started. All of a sudden, I notice one icon who is so familiar, his name was Kiki. We know a little about him as we are in our contemporaries leading our own groups wanting to bring about greater transformation in our society. Hearing him reveal his desires in bring heroism in the hearts and minds of the youngster, I was reminded again of the very passion of volunteerism. I was fulfilled. Then came another story of poverty which was the reason why he was successful. The address of the student in a graduation. Hardworking. Passion. Sacrifice. These words struck me the most as we continue to journey. Came another celebration. The university president with glamor and excitement revealed to hone community about wmsus pride of having two student regents from Alicia. On my end, it gave me more prestige. Indeed the days become more meaningful. Reminiscing the past and my college days experiences of faith that does justice, immersion and dialogues strengthened my persona in thine succeeding event. But why do I have to cry? Why should I let my tears ruin my happiness on this day? I dont know what went wrong. All I remember, I was so happy that I have to cry at night. It was tough. It was unrealistic. It was not the one I dreamed of. Despite it, I have to correct the mistakes of the past in order for me to be genuinely happy. I need to refocus and find more reasons to be happy. Indeed, it was again one of the toughest decision in my life. I cried. I poured my tears out. I have to let it go. I know that after the cry, I will be more comfortable. As the journey went on. I discovered something new. New borders, new challenges, new life. Whenever a storm pass by, at the end of it is a rainbow that will remind us that there are seven colors that will make your day right. I tried to find seven symbols. Eventually, I encountered the seven symbols- god, family, my prince, medallion of honor, simplicity of lifestyle, friendship and commitment. The seven colors of who I am now. This is I will treasure. I met some peers. Strangers to me and I to them. They started the conversation with a simple hello. I replied back and went on discussing with excitement to sit with them in a night dialogue. As the event continued, hone symbol of commitment ponders me much. Seeing educators, soon to be teachers proudly sing the wmsu hymn. There I realized the impact of the university to all ungrateful, feeling unblessed and dis honored by luck and chances. I fought my own battle and told to myself. They are more than blessed as I am now. They know what they are saying because they have the very experience that made them the best of today. Two of us, brave enough went into a long walk in the center of the municipality. Trying to discover what life can offer. We went taking pictures of some scene rides. Indeed, OLUTANGA will always be a special place in my heart. We went back to the mainland. Passing by a danger. We survived. Laughter reins in our trip. Simple discussions of historic from mentors and what makes the place so unique. I went back trying to still understand my role. I am holding my Medal of Honor. What does this signify to me? And he told me to be humble. The honor of valor. The honor of humbleness. Truly, that was the honor. Came another event of seating beside the vice-mayor who gave me at the end ten pieces of 1 peso coin in a black purse. The token. The gift. The symbol of friendship. At certain points in our lives, friendship is of value. It has to be treasured, kept and taken cared of. On the other end, when you one your purse, you sometimes let tits value be shared to someone else to the point of letting that friendship go. Later can you realized that the meaning of friendship is not on how you tighten the bond physically, it is on how you unsighted the knots that wherever you go, still the friendship is still there. More symbols, more tokens, more food, more love, and more inspiration. Where do I get the inspiration? I asked it several times. God and my family reminds me to seek where your heart tells you. Follow what your heart wants to and be with the person with whom your hearts feels to. My little prince, as I recalled. You completed my. Five days very extraordinary. You gave me believe that life is filled with possibilities if you only allow it to happen. Now, I strongly agree that you did not just completed the journey, did not just sailed with me, you perfectly showed me the best of what life can offer. The five days will be remembered. The five days will move to fifty days and later on five hundred years. This days will be so remarkable with you around. You are the five days and five hundred years. In between, let us make the best of what life gives us. Indeed, thankful as I am, Ill spend the rest of my life with you. Thank you so much western mindanao state university.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Apr 2014 01:24:16 +0000
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