My passion to learn budded when my consciousness began to see the world around me and contemplate how a person can have a decent and convenient life. I was born in the province of Leyte, and then we moved to Baguio City before I started my grade school. I have experienced life in the countryside as well as in the suburb. Within the city, I have observed the different lives of people and how make for a living. Our situation then is not easy; we are not well off and my parents told me that the key to our bright future is only our education. As young as six years old, I was so curious and pondered why there are some people who are well to do with life and there are those that are not. My mother told me that …show more content…
“ Rosalie when you can reach your left ear using your right hand, then I will know if you are ready to go to school,” my mother replied to me that this is the test for knowing the readiness of the child to school. I tried to reach my ear bending my head quite a bit, but I couldn’t. My mother laughs at me and she told me that she would buy me a pencil and paper for my practice. She was my first teacher of writing my name. I can recall my task to just to write my name on a paper. I was so excited to use my first pencil and pad paper, that I scribbled on it immediately. At first, I thought my scribbles were not clear, but my mother encouraged me that I am doing fine until I filled the 100 leaves of my pad paper with my name. Then my mother told me, “you are ready for …show more content…
My parents told me that hard work always had a reward. My mother displayed our certificates, ribbons, and medals with my sister in our living room. Sometimes I am ashamed but encouraged when my mother bragged about us to our relatives and friends who saw our awards. I would eavesdrop and hear her saying that she is so thankful to God for having us her smart children like us and she could not ask for more. At a young age, I promised to myself that I would help my mother have a good life later when I finish my