Reflection 101

It has been nine months since I first set foot in the world of being a senior student. Whether I like it or not, it is already 55 days before we’ll be marching in the four colossal walls of Ilocos Sur National High School’s archival gymnasium Months, weeks, days and hours have passed which means I am getting closer to the finale of High School Life- Graduation.

Remembering those beautiful memories of the past make my heart beats faster, of the joy that at last, the dreams I have dreaming has come to reality. I also feel lonely because some of my friends will be leaving which means they will not be studying in the university where I am going. Reminiscing all these make me so weepy and afraid at the same time. I’m afraid future, of what will happen to me.

Here’s a poem which may tickle your hearts.

TO MY SCHOOLMATES

Anonymous

Life?

It is a drama consisting of one or

two acts

This may be a comedy

Although while being so,

It will not be wanting of tears;

Or it may be a tragedy

Although while being so,

It will not be lacking in laughter.

In both case, it does not cease to

be a drama

Nor does it cease to life!

The child is born, his first greeting

Is an unconscious cry

He feels not what he cries

Nor he cries what he feels.

In the crevices, selfishly left

By the smile and tears of his youth,

The hands of destiny conceals

Within the latent gun-powder

And the hidden happiness which

may explode

In the midst of tragedy,

And laughter in the midst of

comedy.

The drama has begun, and without

knowing

One act has just ended….