I will not be in high school of course if I haven’t been in elementary. My elementary memories were sixty percent memories full of happiness. Do you want to ask why sixty percent only and where is the forty percent? Of course behind my happiness is my sadness. Even though these sad memories are only few but they are very heavy. And in this entry you are only to read my biggest frustration in my elementary years, which is until now is still my unforgettable and biggest frustration I had.I will start my narration with a sad memory. And the first sad memory I had was the conflict between me and one of my closest friends. Our conflict started when I told something to my classmate and then this classmate of mine told this close friend and take note my classmate passed a wrong message. And when I have explained to my friend on what really happened, she just ignored me because she really believes on our classmate. I felt so bad at that time but my heart rejoiced when I knew that my friend already knew the real side of the story. Then she went to me and apologized on what she have done and I had given her my forgiveness. And then I told her that our friendship this time is stronger and eventhough at first we don’t have trust but now our trust is the building block of our friendship.
Let’s go to my teachers. I loved my teachers when I was elementary because they taught me many things in life. But I have anger to some of my teachers when I was in grade six. I felt this towards them because they are “plastics”. And I am sorry if I told this word to you. It’s just that I can’t help myself to feel the anger if I can see the six of you. And I know that in the near future the five of you will receive her karma just like what your leader had received.
And Lord please forgive me on the things that I have said.
This sadness of mine is really a frustration. My world was very dark and I really felt bad to my teachers during those times. I am talking to the time of my graduation, I am an aspiring valedictorian but my crown was taken off from me. And I really felt sorry and pity for myself because that was the first time in my life, which my father didn’t approach my graduation ceremonies. And I do know and understand that during those times my father and my mother are really disappointed on the outcome. Aside from the disappointment and humiliation, my anger reached a point at which I am going to burst and I had promised myself something. I promised myself that I will never study like the study I have gone through for the past years and I will let God hold my grades when I will go to high school. That was a promise of mine that until now is never been broken. I guess if I will have my close friends here with me in UP high, I am sure that they can observe the difference between myself during my elementary years and during this time.
But now I have already took a step to heal my wounded heart. And I know that this wounded heart’s healing process will take years or even a lifetime. It may be hard for me to disappoint my parents again at this time because of my low grades but I must also not forget that I have a promised myself and I don’t want this to break.
And ma, pa please forgive me if I am like this because I just want to keep a promise although it hurts.
