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The Journey
(Ripped off from my yearbook, but I actually wrote it so I think I can post it here. In our yearbook, it actually has no name. they took my name off it!!! Huhuh, so now I’m taking it back.)
There comes a time in a man’s life when an examination of one’s yesteryears is necessary to justify one’s present splendor or perhaps one’s own predicament, and perceive the respective state on which life’s journey is anchored. It is essential to come to terms with one’s beginnings, for dismissing it would be equivalent to losing a grip of our character. Then, our every turn would be a false move, an error, a mistake.
This is a story of a journey into and out of a different world. A world where the young paddles to venture out towards the vast sea, where sails stand proud to welcome the force of the wind, where WEB pages are made fresh and new, where light rays shine forth from the blazing flame of truth, where riddles perplex the minds of the inquisitive, and where the jolly and the carefree may thrive. Allow me to take you back when we first began to bear the challenges this world has to offer.
After succeeding in getting through two formidable trials with a very slim chance of qualifying, we finally entered the portals of this domain. Although the odds were against us, fate was on our side. At first, we were destitute of vision, not knowing our point of being. But there is no escaping reason, no denying purpose. Why would we choose to turn back when the risks of pursuing and declining our fate bore similar weights, though not exactly the same? Beside, all benefits come with a cost, where we proceed or recede. We therefore settled on staying and discovering new things about this world, a world so different from the one that we got used to. Initially, we thought we were deprived of sight, yet we still took the plunge. We traversed through this unknown ground, desperately seeking the sense of sight.
We were ninety – ‘sightless,’ blind to what lay ahead. We were grouped into three, thirty in each. We got cordially acquainted with the members of the group and together we marched onto this unfamiliar field, like a herd of lost sheep, yet not mislaid not without a shepherd.
“Come follow me,” said a voice.
Without any questions, w went. Without any doubts, we believed. The voice led us through all the tests. During these times, we had to keep track of everything: otherwise, we’d lag behind. We never walked astray; we had the voice that guided us. The voice was our mentor. I taught us to see.
A year quickly passed by. Now we could see and that was to our advantage. The voice brought us to a higher land. The new zone seemed to be something different. All we could see was darkness. We started to question our move. What’s the use of out sight when there is nothing to see? Realization struck us with a bolt. Sight is worthless without light. Our journey was incomplete. We must continue our search.
“Don’t be afraid. I am here to help.”
The voice was heard once again, but this time, it was evident that the voice was leading our way. The voice never left us as we went on with our trip. All of us were like captive locked up in a cave of darkness, seeking exit, seeking light – seeking desperately.
The place was all the more difficult because we were loaded with the heaviest weights. “Are we being tested? Or are they simply doing this to bring us all down?” one cried from among the group.
Here we stumbled and experienced defeat. But this didn’t stop us. This encouraged us to continue to fight, to continue to survive. Wherefore, our initial trek taught us how to struggle. Here we were taught not to quit.
The short run was wearisome, but the long run was worth it. Before we knew it, another year was over. We learned to live with the trials we had to face and conquer. With perseverance and prayers, we managed to see the light.
“Step into the light,” said the voice from ahead. With much relief, we went out of the darkness enthralled by the gleaming radiance and soothing splendor. A cool breeze greeted us with the scent of hibernation. Nevertheless, the place was for the brave and the resolute. This was a jungle with several crossroads. There was so much to choose from, so many roads branching into different directions. And although we could help one another, we need not go to the same direction. The main goal is to advance to another field. Each must make a choice.
“Choose one,” said the voice. This time it was heard from above us. “Gain experience, make mistakes, and learn from them. Face the consequences. Be brave and daring. Grow.”
Each of us chose one path to travel. At some points, the road was blocked. This incident also blocked the sense of reason. We focused, thought hard, and discovered two options: either to turn back and try another path or to jump over the hindrance and carry on our journey. We had our choice, and encountered more roadblocks.
After several unsuccessful attempts, we grew impatient but then, quitting was not anymore an option. It would cost our future. So, we kept at our battle to finish the task at hand, to accomplish our mission in life, and to carry on our quest --- to realize our dreams and goals.
For some time, we struggled with all our might until we saw a greater high. Few more steps and we would be there. Three more… two… last… we were exhausted and weary, but we finally arrived. We were almost out of breath when we again heard the voice tht guided us for a number of years.
“It’s been quite a while,” said the voice.
“Yes,” we replied. “We think we have learned a lot.”
“Where are you?’ somebody from our group asked.
“Right behind you. I’ll be here to prod you whenever you need a push or two. To encourage you to maximize your potentials.”
“What are we supposed to do now?” Where are we supposed to go?”
“What do you see?” asked the voice.
“Decisions, decisions, and more decisions,” we replied. “But which one should we make?”
“Wisdom will direct you. Your conscience will make you distinguish right from wrong. You have already learned to use your will, now be wise.”
And then all things happened in a flash. We are now endowed with sight, gifted with light, and blessed with will and wisdom. It is another new year once again and we are back where we entered embarked on this journey. Through the very portals where we arrived, raw and naïve, we now leave groomed tour very best. With tears and gratitude, we bid our dear alma mater adieu as we set forth on yet another journey.
Again, crossroads are before us. We can either choose to follow where others head out. Or take the road less traveled and leave a trail of footprints for the next explorers of nature. Then, we shall have our best march.
There comes a time in a man’s life when an examination of one’s yesteryears is necessary to justify one’s present splendor or perhaps one’s own predicament, and perceive the respective state on which life’s journey is anchored. It is essential to come to terms with one’s beginnings, for dismissing it would be equivalent to losing a grip of our character. Then, our every turn would be a false move, an error, a mistake.
This is a story of a journey into and out of a different world. A world where the young paddles to venture out towards the vast sea, where sails stand proud to welcome the force of the wind, where WEB pages are made fresh and new, where light rays shine forth from the blazing flame of truth, where riddles perplex the minds of the inquisitive, and where the jolly and the carefree may thrive. Allow me to take you back when we first began to bear the challenges this world has to offer.
After succeeding in getting through two formidable trials with a very slim chance of qualifying, we finally entered the portals of this domain. Although the odds were against us, fate was on our side. At first, we were destitute of vision, not knowing our point of being. But there is no escaping reason, no denying purpose. Why would we choose to turn back when the risks of pursuing and declining our fate bore similar weights, though not exactly the same? Beside, all benefits come with a cost, where we proceed or recede. We therefore settled on staying and discovering new things about this world, a world so different from the one that we got used to. Initially, we thought we were deprived of sight, yet we still took the plunge. We traversed through this unknown ground, desperately seeking the sense of sight.
We were ninety – ‘sightless,’ blind to what lay ahead. We were grouped into three, thirty in each. We got cordially acquainted with the members of the group and together we marched onto this unfamiliar field, like a herd of lost sheep, yet not mislaid not without a shepherd.
“Come follow me,” said a voice.
Without any questions, w went. Without any doubts, we believed. The voice led us through all the tests. During these times, we had to keep track of everything: otherwise, we’d lag behind. We never walked astray; we had the voice that guided us. The voice was our mentor. I taught us to see.
A year quickly passed by. Now we could see and that was to our advantage. The voice brought us to a higher land. The new zone seemed to be something different. All we could see was darkness. We started to question our move. What’s the use of out sight when there is nothing to see? Realization struck us with a bolt. Sight is worthless without light. Our journey was incomplete. We must continue our search.
“Don’t be afraid. I am here to help.”
The voice was heard once again, but this time, it was evident that the voice was leading our way. The voice never left us as we went on with our trip. All of us were like captive locked up in a cave of darkness, seeking exit, seeking light – seeking desperately.
The place was all the more difficult because we were loaded with the heaviest weights. “Are we being tested? Or are they simply doing this to bring us all down?” one cried from among the group.
Here we stumbled and experienced defeat. But this didn’t stop us. This encouraged us to continue to fight, to continue to survive. Wherefore, our initial trek taught us how to struggle. Here we were taught not to quit.
The short run was wearisome, but the long run was worth it. Before we knew it, another year was over. We learned to live with the trials we had to face and conquer. With perseverance and prayers, we managed to see the light.
“Step into the light,” said the voice from ahead. With much relief, we went out of the darkness enthralled by the gleaming radiance and soothing splendor. A cool breeze greeted us with the scent of hibernation. Nevertheless, the place was for the brave and the resolute. This was a jungle with several crossroads. There was so much to choose from, so many roads branching into different directions. And although we could help one another, we need not go to the same direction. The main goal is to advance to another field. Each must make a choice.
“Choose one,” said the voice. This time it was heard from above us. “Gain experience, make mistakes, and learn from them. Face the consequences. Be brave and daring. Grow.”
Each of us chose one path to travel. At some points, the road was blocked. This incident also blocked the sense of reason. We focused, thought hard, and discovered two options: either to turn back and try another path or to jump over the hindrance and carry on our journey. We had our choice, and encountered more roadblocks.
After several unsuccessful attempts, we grew impatient but then, quitting was not anymore an option. It would cost our future. So, we kept at our battle to finish the task at hand, to accomplish our mission in life, and to carry on our quest --- to realize our dreams and goals.
For some time, we struggled with all our might until we saw a greater high. Few more steps and we would be there. Three more… two… last… we were exhausted and weary, but we finally arrived. We were almost out of breath when we again heard the voice tht guided us for a number of years.
“It’s been quite a while,” said the voice.
“Yes,” we replied. “We think we have learned a lot.”
“Where are you?’ somebody from our group asked.
“Right behind you. I’ll be here to prod you whenever you need a push or two. To encourage you to maximize your potentials.”
“What are we supposed to do now?” Where are we supposed to go?”
“What do you see?” asked the voice.
“Decisions, decisions, and more decisions,” we replied. “But which one should we make?”
“Wisdom will direct you. Your conscience will make you distinguish right from wrong. You have already learned to use your will, now be wise.”
And then all things happened in a flash. We are now endowed with sight, gifted with light, and blessed with will and wisdom. It is another new year once again and we are back where we entered embarked on this journey. Through the very portals where we arrived, raw and naïve, we now leave groomed tour very best. With tears and gratitude, we bid our dear alma mater adieu as we set forth on yet another journey.
Again, crossroads are before us. We can either choose to follow where others head out. Or take the road less traveled and leave a trail of footprints for the next explorers of nature. Then, we shall have our best march.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
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