Turning Through Pages of Life (A Reflection for the 2nd Quarter)

        Another chapter in the book. Can't go back but you can look. Yes, exactly, another quarter of our last year in our High School has ended and I ask myself again, "How far have I gone already?" I couldn't answer because I really don't know. Maybe, in the positive side, I can see it as I am halfway to the finish line.

      When we run through the race of life, we couldn't help but sometimes fall. I was still about to start the race when I already fell and that was the moment when I couldn't even take a glimpse of my name in the Honor's list for the First Grading Period. I keep telling to myself that it's okay though it's really hard because when you fall to the ground, you get bruises, you get wounds, and these are the things which causes hurt. Plus, there are also these people around you who keeps on asking why you didn't make it. And that wouldn't make it any better because if they think they're trying to help, they are actually not. And when you get home, your parents are there, expecting for a good news with wide smiles on their faces. I am even so ashamed to face them because honestly, I can't really disappoint them. I just can't turn those wide smiles to a frown. I just couldn't let them think of me as nothing. I want to prove them that I am someone. I want them to be proud. But all gave them is disappointment. And I hated myself for that. I was the worst daughter a parent could ever have.

      Time flew and that wound has been healed and that pain has been diminished. But the scars are still kept inside which serves now as my inspiration to stand up and continue because I know that my life wouldn't end at that very moment. So I stood up, brush the dusts off, wore a huge smile and began the race of life again. I am ready for the next level.