Freedom Writer

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By Pia Noelle Velasco (BS-CE W3)

As a child, my parents taught me to be the best that I could be. They taught me to dream big dreams, strive for the best in life, be excellent in everything I do. Because I love my parents, I wanted what they wanted for me. I dreamed what they dreamed for me. I excelled at the things they wanted me to excel at. So I did my best. I gave my very best. Eventually, it all paid off. From Grade 1 to Grade 3, I was an honor student. From Grade 4 to Grade 6, I graduated top of my class (Oh, I’m not lying. I have medals and certificates to prove it). I was the Student Body President. As the Student Body President, I was the first to establish student clubs in our school. I was the President of the Drama Club, Music Club and Math Club, simultaneously. I joined plenty of competitions like Damath, Badminton, Declamation and Cheer-Dance Contests. I always had the leading role in ALL the school plays. I was the only student who passed the entrance exams to Philippine Science High School (which by the way is a very prestigious school, more of that later). On my Graduation Day, I was given a special Leadership Award. I graduated the Valedictorian and after my Valedictory Address, everyone gave me a standing ovation. Needless to say, my parents were proud of me. Consequently, I was proud of myself. Even my grandmother was proud of me. She was so proud, that she gave me her beautiful antique gold and garnet earrings, my birth stone. They were all proud of me. But oddly enough, I felt hollow inside and I couldn’t sleep that night. My first day in high school finally arrived. I have to say that I was very intimidated. After just a few minutes of talking to my new classmates I learned that a handful of students graduated the valedictorian or salutatorian at their former school. I also learned that most of the students belonged to the honors class at their former school. Great. So everyone was an achiever. Day by...
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