My childhood memories has always been a predicament of a life which is full of uncertainties and doubts. I dont have any idea of what a school is about, my mother always find me at the neighborhood, with some of my childhood friends playing. Yeah i spent most of my time playing. Ive never been into a kindergarten school, my parents could not afford to send any one of us, their children to any of those kindergarten school in our town. I dont even have any idea that my three elder sisters went to grade school, im busy doing my job playing around nearby. Then, as time goes on, my parents had told me about sending me to school, not a preschooler but a grade one student. I was seven years old then. I remember my mama accompanied me to school, I really feel alienated on that moment so i cried and i wanted mama to stay for me, poor loving mother she waited for 4 hours just for me to stay in school. Months had passed and im seeing now myself participating until such time it came to my very idea to become a good pupil and to stand out among others. So i studied harder and paid attention to my teacher every time shes having her discussion. With my eagerness and enthusiasm in studying at night i become the top pupil of the class. Everything went well accordingly, until one afternoon, heading to my classroom, i heard my teacher and a parent of my classmate talking, i was so tiny at that time that they havent noticed that i am approaching. As i go nearer to them i heard the parent saying Ikaw na bahala sa ako anak, e-first lang siya, innocent i was that time, i opted interrupting them saying my hellos. It never of course indulged into my senses the realism of their discussion until such time as our vacation is fast approaching my teacher announced the list of honor pupils and i was really shocked upon knowing that i ended second best in our class. I still managed to smile just to hide how i was hurt that time. I went out and shouted expressing my anger, that was the very first time i felt myself trembling. A thing that i have adapted even up to now every time i find myself at the peak of my anger. I headed home and hugged my mama, at the purest of my intentions, just as how much i wanted her to know what i felt that time, i decided not to inform her everything and manage to say that i ended up second honor only. I saw how happy my mama was that time, but i just couldnt think how happier she would be if i tell her that i made it to the top. What happened then changes everything in me, I end up fifth honor in grade two and one of the most unscrupulous pupils. Having been involved in group troubles, cutting classes, go swimming, bullying, playing, name it hahaha, i have done it all, a rebellious one i am that time but dont you worry i still managed to belong on top five in our class. When i was in grade five, i have this teacher, shes actually very eager enough to know whats behind my attitude. Never did i inform her about everything, at that time i knew only one thing about teachers, they are only good in cheating, lying and perhaps not a person to be trusted with. Despite of, she never did giving up her best on me and because of her i ended up second honor. From them on, my views in life have turned for something good, i tend to value education and be more fruitful of being a good pupil in our class until i graduated my elementary grades as class first honorable mention. I may not be on the top nor the second best but i knew i have settled myself to where i am right now, becoming one of the teachers wanted to mold students who will be a part of becoming our country a better nation. Hoping that you get something good about my childhood experiences.
Posted on: Thu, 10 Apr 2014 06:52:20 +0000
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