My pre-college years (or High School).

Where did all the time go? It feels like not all too long ago...

On Rainy days, making sure you show up to class without getting soaked. That wasn't too hard as long as you didn't miss the bus. But of course I didn't really like getting on the school bus. I just had to do it even if I didn't feel like it. The school bus actually wasn't a bad idea. Especially during the rainy season.

Our school director made sure that we had the chance to take science classes: Physics (which I truly still find intriguing), Chemistry-which isn't my favorite science. I would rather have a physics class than chemistry-don't get me wrong, it's only that-during those days being taught chemistry to me felt like-I had to be extra careful not to create a chemical reaction-that would cause an explosion in the class. That threw me off and my mind ended up feeling way too uneasy working with different chemicals, especially using the Bunsen burner. Any wrong move with the gas and there could be a loud BOOM or Bang and who knows how much of a tragedy or catastrophe that would have been or caused.

We had sports activities as well. I mostly picked the running, jogging and relay team group(s) event. That was a great time to relax, kick back into active gear and enjoy the outdoors.

The school had classes from early per-grade through 12th grade. It felt like home in a way because I had been there for a really long time. Not just for high school but also fifth, sixth and seventh grade. Including part of ninth grade. The director also went to the same church that my siblings and I go to. We were all like one big herd or tribe so to say. & if there was an activity happening in our family-the director and his wife were also invited for it. Most events they are always there, ready to either celebrate a happy occasion or come to support us in any moment of sudden death or grief. My family are there for them as well.

I ended up being a class representative-making sure that our class was going in line with the required learning courses. Maybe doing that made me more want to work more in the education sector, without me realizing it then. But now I love getting to prepare to have a career in Education.

I'm glad for the bitter-sweet days that I had then. They've made me grow much more than I realized.

Now my little brother is the last of the three musketeers to graduate from high school. He still has a long time left before that time comes. I hope he learns a lot from it. My young sister and I will always look back on our school days with gladness- it was a place that helped us grow and learn about many different subjects and ourselves too.