Contributor: Colecules
The amount affiliated to this object may be of less value but is actually what I consider my most significant molder. Recalling the memoirs I had a month before and just right after completing my secondary education makes my tears to fall from my present smiling eyes.
Due to my family’s incapability to send me to college, the sister of my grandpa who is a well-off bachelorette in her fifties volunteered to take care of it. She’s been in a relationship with the same sex for years, and so, was not able to bear a child. When asked to stay in the same house with them to have a better focus on my studies, I accepted it right away. A dream which is about to come true, was how I could associate my happy and hopeful feelings then.
With her financial assistance, I was able to enroll in the course I’d been dreaming of – Bachelor of Science in Accountancy. From the complete sets of uniforms to some electronic gadgets, I never expected to have them, including the student permit required to get a driver’s license (for she promised to buy me a motorbike). These were all provided by her, not to mention the sumptuous meals we always had. I could never imagine myself driving my own bike going to school and be one of the Paulinians to pass the board exam after studying diligently for four consecutive years. I also didn’t have to worry about doing any household chores nor washing my own clothes. All I did every time I reached home was eat, relax on the couch watching my favorite television program, study, and sleep.
Human as I am, I did commit mistakes. Few of those were losing the necklace given to me while inside a theater and losing her motorcycle key during one of my practice driving sessions. But that of the five peso coin was the gravest.
One day, while they were busy working at their respective workplaces and I was the only one left at home, I grabbed a five peso coin from my purse to buy some junk foods. I went to their room first to get the key for me to be able to lock the house before leaving. Upon stepping in the room, a full body mirror attached to an old cabinet welcomed me. Instead of heading directly to where the keys were placed to pick up the house key, I had to examine how I looked first in the mirror.
While looking closely at my face, I stretched my arms up with the coin in my right hand, and for some reason, played with the coin, rolled it back and forth just above the glass (mirror) part of the furniture, until such time it fell through a very small opening. My attention went directly to one corner where the keys were located.
Without thinking, I took one of the keys and put it in the furniture with a selfish goal, to get my money back. To no avail, I found it was the wrong key. What’s worst, I cannot take it out. It caused my heart to beat extremely fast.
After approximately thirty minutes, with a frightful feeling in me, my guardian arrived. As soon as my name was called, I immediately opened the gate, approached her, uttered my sincere apology and told her everything that had happened. We opened the cabinet using a knife and she saw the coin inside it. While looking at her, I could see how upset she was, probably because, she’s thinking I had other intentions in opening it, stealing maybe.
While eating breakfast the next day, I heard the most painful words. “Loy (as how they call me), when you’re done eating, pack all your things and go back to your house.” Hearing this from a person who you expect to let you become a competitive being, and who you think will serve as your bridge for the present and the future, is totally unacceptable. The following day, she had me sign a paper to withdrew everything she paid for in St. Paul ‘s University.
Because of the will and determination to really help myself, I enrolled in this institution despite my being a late enrollee, and even qualified for a scholarship. At first, I kept thinking it was the end for me but such thought only stayed with me for a short period of time.
The said experience eventually changed my views and outlook in life. From an immature dependent being, I was changed and became a fulfilled responsible individual. I wouldn’t be in TeleTech for more than a couple of years now and also became part of Jollibee for almost two years if not for the five peso coin.
You seldom see a person studying and at the same time working to make ends meet. I’m proud to say that in just another couple of weeks, I’ll be getting a degree in Information Technology. Far from what I dreamt before, but it’s without regrets.
For my success story, I thank that five peso coin for everything.
*Colecules, a BS Information Technology graduate of this university, wrote this manuscript before he graduated last March.
The amount affiliated to this object may be of less value but is actually what I consider my most significant molder. Recalling the memoirs I had a month before and just right after completing my secondary education makes my tears to fall from my present smiling eyes.
Due to my family’s incapability to send me to college, the sister of my grandpa who is a well-off bachelorette in her fifties volunteered to take care of it. She’s been in a relationship with the same sex for years, and so, was not able to bear a child. When asked to stay in the same house with them to have a better focus on my studies, I accepted it right away. A dream which is about to come true, was how I could associate my happy and hopeful feelings then.
With her financial assistance, I was able to enroll in the course I’d been dreaming of – Bachelor of Science in Accountancy. From the complete sets of uniforms to some electronic gadgets, I never expected to have them, including the student permit required to get a driver’s license (for she promised to buy me a motorbike). These were all provided by her, not to mention the sumptuous meals we always had. I could never imagine myself driving my own bike going to school and be one of the Paulinians to pass the board exam after studying diligently for four consecutive years. I also didn’t have to worry about doing any household chores nor washing my own clothes. All I did every time I reached home was eat, relax on the couch watching my favorite television program, study, and sleep.
Human as I am, I did commit mistakes. Few of those were losing the necklace given to me while inside a theater and losing her motorcycle key during one of my practice driving sessions. But that of the five peso coin was the gravest.
One day, while they were busy working at their respective workplaces and I was the only one left at home, I grabbed a five peso coin from my purse to buy some junk foods. I went to their room first to get the key for me to be able to lock the house before leaving. Upon stepping in the room, a full body mirror attached to an old cabinet welcomed me. Instead of heading directly to where the keys were placed to pick up the house key, I had to examine how I looked first in the mirror.
While looking closely at my face, I stretched my arms up with the coin in my right hand, and for some reason, played with the coin, rolled it back and forth just above the glass (mirror) part of the furniture, until such time it fell through a very small opening. My attention went directly to one corner where the keys were located.
Without thinking, I took one of the keys and put it in the furniture with a selfish goal, to get my money back. To no avail, I found it was the wrong key. What’s worst, I cannot take it out. It caused my heart to beat extremely fast.
After approximately thirty minutes, with a frightful feeling in me, my guardian arrived. As soon as my name was called, I immediately opened the gate, approached her, uttered my sincere apology and told her everything that had happened. We opened the cabinet using a knife and she saw the coin inside it. While looking at her, I could see how upset she was, probably because, she’s thinking I had other intentions in opening it, stealing maybe.
While eating breakfast the next day, I heard the most painful words. “Loy (as how they call me), when you’re done eating, pack all your things and go back to your house.” Hearing this from a person who you expect to let you become a competitive being, and who you think will serve as your bridge for the present and the future, is totally unacceptable. The following day, she had me sign a paper to withdrew everything she paid for in St. Paul ‘s University.
Because of the will and determination to really help myself, I enrolled in this institution despite my being a late enrollee, and even qualified for a scholarship. At first, I kept thinking it was the end for me but such thought only stayed with me for a short period of time.
The said experience eventually changed my views and outlook in life. From an immature dependent being, I was changed and became a fulfilled responsible individual. I wouldn’t be in TeleTech for more than a couple of years now and also became part of Jollibee for almost two years if not for the five peso coin.
You seldom see a person studying and at the same time working to make ends meet. I’m proud to say that in just another couple of weeks, I’ll be getting a degree in Information Technology. Far from what I dreamt before, but it’s without regrets.
For my success story, I thank that five peso coin for everything.
*Colecules, a BS Information Technology graduate of this university, wrote this manuscript before he graduated last March.
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