At age four, my mother enrolled me in a nearby kindergarten in our small village in Sulu where I was born. I can already read and count by that time. And I was a happy, excited, little chap.
I was not accepted by the school. I was one-year old short. To comfort me, they told me there were no more 'kiddy chairs' left; and I have to wait for next year.
I cried all the way back home, with my mother dragging me. Why do I have to wait for 365 days just because we don't have enough seats! but what choice do I have? And the 365 days went by so fast.
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After that year, I entered Kindergarten...
Six years in primary School...
Another four years in High School...
And finally, finished my four years in college...
And here I am today, bracing myself for a higher and more challenging stage I am about to take; my long-term dream: Med.School.
Yet NO. No, not now. Not today. It is just yet to come. I have to wait... For another 365 days; for another one, long year.
But this time, it is not because I was too young to enroll; not that there are no more chairs in Med.School (Hell if it were!); not that I failed in any of my exams... It was more of a DECISION, perhaps my FATE--brought about by a number of circumstances I do not have any control of--to wait for another year.
Many people might have thought that I am only wasting one year for nothing. But I have to prove them wrong. Well, I will let them appear before me this very same day next year; and see for ourselves what I have become by then. Insha'Allah, I will make use most of this one long period of time to the best I can, as Allah may allow me. For me to be prepared--intellectually, emotionally, and financially.
I believe this would be the best thing for me, and for my family.
I will not hesitate and wait for another year.
This time I will not be the little chap, crying all his way back home.
This time I will walk with dignity and confidence.
This time I will be more ready for tomorrow.
Insha'Allah!
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Sharing some photos with my beloved mother throught the years... :-)
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"Aaah, eto pala ang medal..."
Yup! That's me during our graduation in kindergarten.
And that was my very first medal, can't remember for what award.. |
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This one taken during the High School Graduation of my Brother, Harun |
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And then again, my very last graduation in college. (and my last medal yet) |
Comments
i hope you the best for your endeavors within this year. and i hope more blessing for you next year. :)
make us proud. AGAIN. :)