Do you have friends? How many are they? Are they still in your side? Do you still have contacts? Do they still remember you? Whoever they may be, the important thing is how you cherish them even if the time for you to be with them is limited.
9 years ago, I met Chin-Chin. She was my first friend who was very close to me. I met her when we were kinder 1 at Lahug Elementary School. She originally came from Manila. She went here in Cebu because her father was assigned here before. We were always together before. She made me feel I’m good. But unfortunately, her father was assigned to another place and she had to transfer into that place. That was the last time I saw her.
When I reached kinder 2, I met Genevieve. She was my ever-mean friend. She is so mean but I like her. Her mother and my mother were also friends. We go home together but before we go home, we go to my sister’s school, which is also her brother’s school. Obviously, my sister and her brothers were classmates. She was my friend whom I experienced sacrificing. I know it was just a simple sacrifice but it has a great meaning to me. It was an afternoon when we bought notebooks for our new subject. I saw a nice notebook, but when she saw it, she wanted it to be hers. So I gave it to her even if I really liked it. I expected that we would be classmates again in elementary but unfortunately, they transferred to another house away from the school. So she also had to transfer into another school near to them. And that was the last time I saw her.
When I reached grade 1, I met Jenny. Jenny was so talkative. The teacher always scolded her because of her talkativeness. But I found her enjoyable and funny. I became close to her. But she transferred to another school when we are about to enter grade 2. And that was the last time I saw her.
I met someone when I was in grade 2. I forgot her first name; I only remember her last name. It was Ronquillo. She was my classmate from kinder 2 up to grade 2. I was close to her even before kinder 2. But the time when I already appreciate our friendship, she transferred to another school. Again, that was the last time I saw her.
I remember Rosie. She was my classmate who I always tease. Despite of all the mean things I did to her, I appreciate her. She has a good voice and we were both members of the school’s choir. We were always together. Actually, we were seatmates. I really like her, but destiny keeps on playing. Our school found out that her father was working in abroad. And because our school is a charity foundation, it doesn’t accept people who can afford studying to another school. She was kicked out by grade 4. Unlike my past friends, it was not the last time I saw her.
When I was grade 4, I met Marianne. Marianne is so beautiful but silent. She is intelligent but poor. She is talented but shy. And most of all she is very good. I think she has the best attitude. She is so humble. She had nothing to be insulted. She’s almost perfect. Her face is as innocent as Mother Mary. She is so good to all. I liked her so much. But her father was fired from his job so she went to public school and there she studied. And that was the last time I saw her.
Remember Rosie? I saw her again when I was grade 5. Instead of being happy, I was shocked when I saw her. She had already changed a lot. She was not the shy and humble girl I knew before. She became very proud and boastful. And the worst of all, she just passed my way and did not greet at all. I was disappointed. At last, it was the last time I saw her.
When I reached grade 5, I got closer to Divine Grace. It sounds funny but she has the same name with Manny Pacquiao’s daughter. Divine had the most beautiful voice in the school but she is shy. She would only sing if she would be forced to. Teacher always scolded her because of her one attitude, being late in all things. She submits project late. She arrives in school late. She does things late. But my teacher just didn’t realize that she was never late in trying to be punctual. And she was never late in my heart. Because of the scolds she received from the teacher, she transferred to another school by choice. But that was not the last time I saw her because we promised to meet again.
Like what we promised, we met again. When we met, there was a change but this time it’s not from good to bad but a bad to good. She wasn’t shy anymore. She wasn’t even late. Because of that, I thought that her decision was right. It is now all right for me to be away from her as long as I know that she is now a better person that I can like more whenever we meet again.
See, I have so many friends that I thought I can be with until forever. But destiny keeps on taking them away from me. It had taken away the special people instead of the ordinary friends I had. Maybe they are destined to another person. Wherever they are at this time, I still remember them and I’ll always treasure the friendship we had before.
It was the story of my destiny and my friends…
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