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20.8.09 ' 1:30 AM
ATENEO!

THE BLUE BOOK
an essay


Life is not just a bowl of cherries. It is an empty cup that needs to be filled with remarkable experiences and realizations but I am just a blank book longing for the possible writers to mark my journey and be published into an extraordinary and admirable work.
When I was child, like any other child, I dreamed to successful someday. Achievements are not just a result gained by effort.
My pre-school days were spent in Our Lady of Miraculous Medal School and among my classmates; I was chosen to be the First Honor. It is such a great feeling to repay all of the hard works of my parents.
Then, Grade school came along. Little adjustments were made as I entered a different school. Casa Del Nino Montessori became my second home. For me, academic accomplishment is useless without co-curricular activities. Thus, I joined Himig Sanghaya which is an official chorale group of Laguna and also attended a music school where I had numerous recitals performed at CCP with my colleagues. Six years passed swiftly. I became a consistent Director’s Lister for five years. Little by little I felt that I am on the right track to reach my long-awaited dream but then one event snatched it out of my hands- I became sick with dengue fever. I was so focused on studying that I took my health for granted. On the other hand, I still continued my battle. I was grateful because despite those things, with God’s help, I graduated as a First Honorable Mention. I felt success and accomplished. However, challenges always roll in. I was bound to transfer to a different school to grant what my parents desire.
Stepping into the boundaries of Colegio San Agustin changed a part of my life, another unfamiliar chapter was written. As I walked through the hallway for the first time, the feeling was very unusual, different. I didn't know whether to wind a watch or bark at the moon. I felt like a lost sheep in the flock, like a duckling in a family of geese, like a thorn in a bundle of flowers. Nevertheless did not I give up. I became a member of the Augustinian Family. However, time does sail. And unconsciously, I gained friends, became familiar with the places and got acquainted with the teachers well. Moreover, I loved CSA more and more. I did my best in my studies and all my hard work eventually paid off. I was given a chance to pass the MTG- an Intensive Mathematics Training in Iloilo- which I consider a great achievement during my first year in High School. I was also given a Gold certificate and maintained being on the Top 10 of the batch. My sophomore and junior years were treasured and gave me a lot of lessons. I became a member of PSYSC (Philippine Society of Youth Science Clubs) for four years and attended CMLI Conventions. The things that cannot be learned in the four corners of my classroom were taught there. I consider myself so blessed.
Almost all of us have the reason to pursue on something. We always have a reason. My achievements are not for my self or for others to let know my capabilities and competence. These are for my parents who undoubtedly sacrifice their time and themselves for me. They are my inspiration and strength to stay up late reviewing all of my lessons for the next day, accomplishing my home works, projects and striving to have a better grade. Being a daughter of a father who is working outside the country isn’t that easy. There are times that we spent our Christmas without my dad and I know that is very saddening. Having an incomplete family during New Year always brings me down. And most of all, whenever I receive any award, he is not even there with me. I remember the time when my dad phoned me and I didn’t answer it because I knew that he was going to tell me that he can’t attend my graduation because of his job. It really makes me blue. I felt that my achievements were not recognized by my dad. However, my thoughts were wrong. The distance between me my dad strengthens our relationship. We valued our time more whenever my dad is back here in the Philippines. I make sure that I give my one-hundred-percent on any activity or duty that was assigned to me. I want my parents to be proud of me.
Presently, being a senior is more difficult. The challenges became extreme, studying was taken to higher level- projects, assignments, quizzes, performances were given at the same time, and it feels like everything is too tiring to finish. Yet, I continue to hold on and realize that the things that I have learned previously will be tested for me to become a better person, a better citizen. Above all of these things, I am waiting and hoping that I can finish high school with flying colors and my father will be the one to place the medal to me given by the school this graduation.
As another chapter of the book is about to end, I’m ready to fill my cup with valued experiences and just waiting for the next part of the BLUE book to be filled with my future Ateneo memories.
And I shall end here.





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