Looking Back

25 years ago, my mother sent me to The Sisters of Mary School in Sta Mesa Manila. It was the first time ever that i will be away from them. First time means i haven't even experienced sleeping over to anybody's house. So to imagine me walking down that huge gate of the school while my mother was looking at me, i went straight to the building without looking back. Am afraid they might see my tears falling. It was one of the saddest days of my life. I thought i cannot make it but with the hope of graduating high school, i did it four years after. How excited i was to look at that huge gate again, looking at my parents waiting for my return. One of my happiest days to see them, hug them, kiss them once more.

 Life inside the school was fun. It was like Princess Sara style but all we do everyday for 365 days was to pray, study, work and play. This school molded me on what i am today, my core and my being straightened out to be the person i am 25 years after. That's a lot of job - imagine we are almost 500 in our batch. They have made great things to all of us. Father Al, the founder is on his way to sainthood, and there's no doubt he will be. I will be forever thankful to him and all the nuns. If i have to choose my life, i will do it again.