On the 18th day of June 1991, I first saw the beauty of this world. Joined by the forces of love of Expedito Saguino and Isidra Alcoser, a James was born in a peaceful barrio in Naga, Zamboanga del Sur (but now a part of the Sibugay province).
I learned how to read and write when I was three because my neighbor had a ‘videoke’ machine and I often sing there every night. I started my elementary days when I was five but I stopped after3 months. Imagine! In our English class, for three months, all the lessons were about ‘standing line’, ‘curve line’, ‘sleeping line’ and all the lines. It was so boring so I decided to stop. I transferred to a kindergarten school. It was very fun indeed. There were no ‘line’ lessons at all. What I enjoyed most was the singing and the playing time with my classmates (who were mostly my childhood friends and my neighbors) and with my teacher.
I was a naughty boy before (but now I am not). When I was in Grade 1, my classmates and I were always urinating at the garbage area at the back of our room. One day, recess time, the janitor burned the garbage. We were told by the janitor not to go there. But we still insisted to go. We urinate there. Unfortunately, my companion pushed me towards the blazing garbage. I was badly burned from the feet up to my knees. I was absent from the class for almost a month. During those absences, I cannot use my feet to play. I was in great disappointment those times. But a person I saw in a television show inspired me. He, instead of using the injured part of his body, used the other parts for recreation. I think for a while. He can do it and so can I. I started to write poems and songs. I read many books. I practiced my writing and speaking skills.
Years later, I realized that the disaster I encountered before became a way for me to know myself more. I joined different contests such as ‘story telling’, ‘talumpati’, ‘vocal solo’ and more. I joined the writers guild and voice and speech choir in our school. But the most significant thing that I did was in my Grade 6. I joined the press conference, which is a contest between schools in the field of broadcasting and campus journalism. Since then, I have started to love journalism. I pursue it until high school. I became the editor-in-chief of our school gazette. I have decided to take either Mass Communication or Journalism in college. But my parents were telling me not to take it because of the journalist slaying issues. That is why I am taking accountancy now. But I cannot put away myself from writing. I am still doing it without taking the course.
Even your experiences are comparable to nightmares, there is/are reason(s) why those things come into your way. It is because there will be other consequences that could be beneficial to you in other ways. I did not expect that the inferno that touched me and brought disappointments and frustrations to me could help me know myself more deeply. Without those things, I might not know what my goals and ambitions are. I might not know that I could be happier even if I lost something because in anything lost, there is always a replacement which is more better and could make you feel better than before.