The best opportunities are presented after the biggest trials. The darkest days give the brightest endings. In pain, there is so much more to gain. From the saddest experiences spring eternal joy. From great sacrifices, greatest loves are born. Why did I say that? Read my short stories below:
When I was in grade school, I was constantly included in the honor roll. At grade two, I was second honor in my class, so my mom expected that I’ll be included in the top section in grade three. That did not happen, though. I was placed in section two despite very good grades. You know what? It turned out to be the best year of my elementary days. I had the chance to form friendships with wonderful girls. That same year, I joined a club, my very first club, the Lyre and Drum Club which founded most of my values when it comes to duties, responsibilities and teamwork. It gave me so many memories to cherish for the rest of my life. The contests, Christmas caroling, school programs, school parades and Saturday practices which sometimes turn into running around the school kind of Saturday. Ahh, those were the glorious days of my childhood! I’ll always be a proud alumna. Up until now, I have friends from that club and we see each other whenever there’s a chance. By the way, we all graduated elementary in section one.
In high school, I was placed in a similar position. This time around, my acceptance to my fate was utterly different. For three years, I have always been in the cream section. For the fourth year, the graduating year, I was transferred to section two. It did not sit well to me and my mom. I felt so humiliated. I cried the whole summer vacation. I felt tremendously guilty to my parents. I was so ashamed for putting them in such a bad light at my graduating year. I did not see it coming. I did not know what went wrong or if there was indeed something going wrong. All I heard was that a certain teacher (in Home Economics or Computer Class) was giving higher grades than the Journalism class which I belonged. I wanted to leave Journalism. My mom wanted me to leave it too. I just could not find the heart to do so. So, in my fourth year, I still chose Journalism as my elective class. What have I gained? Experience, friends and conclusion that I have a passion in writing. I experienced humiliation. I experienced being ignored by so-called friends and I experienced being cared for by genuine friends. I gained a new set of friends. I love those bunch. I had so much great memories with them. They welcomed me wholeheartedly. It taught me a lesson not to be complacent, that the world is never fair and you have to watch your own back. I realized I’m slowly entering the adult jungle already. Despite being a disadvantage, I still chose Journalism. I was clearly not after the grades but on the chance to write for the school organ.
As a grown-up, I had the chance to try to migrate to New Zealand together with my husband (then boyfriend). I left my stable job, my families and everything I ever love in the Philippines. It was a recession (or shortly after it) at that time and because of that, I had a hard time landing a job in line with my educational background. My faith was tested. My sanity too. There I experienced being alone, being lonely, jobless and penniless. I almost thought I was worthless. I had two odd jobs before I finally landed an office job. It was the light at the end of the long and dark tunnel which I chose to abandon to be with my old life and loves. It was one of the hardest decisions I had to make and live with for the rest of my life. The whole experience serves until now as a great lesson and memory to me and my husband. We were able to forge a great partnership and great love out of that. For that alone, I’ll forever be thankful. It gave me or confirmed my greatest love.
So, if you are someone going through adversities and battles right now, have courage, take heart and carry on. I cannot promise you a rainbow after the rain but embracing every situation, the good and the bad is the only way not only to succeed but also to be fulfilled as a person. Always remember friends, that, the best is yet to come! Do you have any blissful tales to share which could inspire others? You can share them here too!