March 28, 2007 to be exact. I'm in a rushed preparing for my sisters' graduation day. Since we came late, we made ourselves line in the lower section because section one where my sister belong already got in their respective places.
I'd like to mention that my sister is enrolled in a public school and I'm proud of her being an individual who did not affected by the environment of having a typical attitude of her classmates. Well, what can you expect for a public school though I want to skip the factual reality of over population of the students plus the "not-so-good" facilities equals a "not-convincing" statement of "quality education" painted on their entrance wall.
Go back to the event, I thought it was a typical day for me attending a simple grad ceremony. Upon following every part of the program through the invitation handouts Im just an observer and happened to be critics for every untoward acts of the person standing in front of us.
I thought Im a good observer indeed, later that I noticed myself craving to remember all the memories that we've gone through as a family. Upon hearing "Iingatan Ka" a part where students gave tributes to their parents, how I wish that my mother was there witnessing everything. Am I too dramatic??? Naaaah, not all children has the oppurtunity to gain education, not all students can enjoy being a students because their parents can provide them their "baon" everyday, not all are previlige of going to school. I'm glad my sister have it. Seeing other parents crying and putting on their sunglasses to hide their tears, I am amazed of what the ceremony can do to all the people there.
It paids all the efforts of the people there, for me, it highlights the determination of the students, the patience of the teachers and the sacrifices of the parents.
As for me, it reminds me of the past graduation rights that I have, my accomplishments, my own dreams, my frustrations, it reminds me of me being a boy who once also dream to be somebody. Who always went to school without taking a breakfast, falling in line with my dirty sleepers while other has ther own nice pair of shoes.
What I have with me after the event.... MY OLD SELF. A reminded one about his dreams and ambitions. And to thank GOD for all the blessings.
That's why I LOVE GRADUATIONS.....TOMY