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the woman's womb - Metonymy
we played all day - hyperbole
bigger world - metonymy
My brother was not allowed to study in Iligan but I was allowed to study in Cebu - Irony of the situation
It was like facing a long and far road with a dark end - Simile
I cried every night for a month - Hyperbole
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Love is the hymn of the heart, the joy in the soul.
Your life does not depend on the movement of stars nor on the lines of your palms. It is on the choices you make and the opportunities you grab.
Your victory lies not on the battles you won, but on the downfalls you encounter and the times you get up to keep trying even more.
Faith is not the absence of doubts. It is believing all the more when things get blur.
True love does not have weight. It waits
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A Parcel of My Life
Twenty eight years had passed when a couple had greatly desired to have a baby girl. This couple, Judith Emoy Acalain and Abelardo Jocson Acalain by name, was granted a baby on August 18, 1987. The baby, deviating from their expectation, was a boy. As much as the wife was happy, she felt sad about not having a baby girl instead. Her unregarded wish caused her to give a feminine treatment to her son. She named him Antonette which the boy bore until he became a man and eventually married. This incident caused the boy the difficulties in fixing his school records due to the confusing gender and the feminine name. The boy grew up ladylike with long curve eyelashes and modest actions making the couple take care of him like a girl.
Five years, a month and five days passed, the woman's womb gave way to another baby. This time, it is a baby girl. This is much to the joy of the couple for after that long time, their wish was granted. The feminine name given to the previous child should have been given to this child! Oh no! The baby girl was given the name Janeth instead. The heroine of this life story is yours truly.
My life is much of challenges as much as it is full of good memories. As a child, I was much of being adventurous. I could recall how I played with my childhood friends. We played all day. I had fun until my mother would whistle to call me to take my midday nap. We also get fruits from the neighborhood including vegetable leaves for our playhouse. We had our appointed mother, father and elder siblings to take care of us. I realize that there is a bigger world outside my own. I knew many people both good and bad. Some of them I couldn't forget, some I choose to suppress.
In school, I was a typical pupil who comes to class late, talk while the teacher discusses and run around the school campus during recess and lunch break. I join school activities like scouting and had been into many campings. I had really been lucky for being able to experience this, because my brother, Antonette, wasn't able to experience such; he wasn't permitted to join school activities because of his ladylike attitude. He might just be quarreled by others and just stay at the corner. This idea was not true to me. I was allowed to join activities in school despite the fact that I am a girl. My mother describes me as one who is brave and can manage to go with others. She believes that I will not just stay at the corner and be quarreled by others.
When my brother graduated in high school, he passed the scholarship in IIT but he was not permitted to go there because of his soft attitude. My mother worried about his dear son who might encounter great problems and not be able to manage whatever is set for him there. This reason, along with financial instability, became the reason why he was not able to finish college. He eventually got married and had his own family.
When I graduated elementary, I passed a scholarship in Cebu. The school was run by the religious sisters of the Sisters of Mary Congregation. I heard, they have strict rules. Students should keep no money nor gadget nor any other things which other students do not have. Everyone is fairly treated. Everyone has the same things for free; from lodging, tuition, food and other necessities. One thing I do not like, it is far and we are not allowed to contact our parents if it is not scheduled to do so. I didn't want to go there because I know I will be missing my family especially my mother. That time however, was when my brothers were saving their finances to support their tertiary education. I had to then spare them from spending on my secondary education for them to have enough money for their studies. Everyone understood the situation but I was very much worried and anxious; what might have happened to me there without a family to live with and have strangers around instead. Nights before our departure to Cebu, I talked to my mother about not pursuing with the scholarship but each time I did, I was always reminded of my brothers' dreams and the relief I would be able to give them if I ever pursue the plan.
It was very ironic when my brother was not allowed to go to Iligan to study college but there I was, still twelve years old and had to go to Cebu. I went there in tears. It was as if I was going somewhere uncertain of what was going to meet me. It was like facing a long and far road with a dark end. It was so unusual of me to be far from my family. I cried every night for a month. My handkerchief was my only bestfriend. I had not notice however that days were passing by without me noticing it. We only wrote letters to our family twice a year. We went home for a vacation for only two weeks. Our parents could visit us once a year. These rules had helped me survive for four years there.
I was overcoming my daily challenges there alone while my family back in Ozamiz was also overcoming theirs. Last July 25, 2005, my father got very sick and died. I had felt premonitions but I was uncertain of what was happening. After a short time, my mother got sick and was operated. My brothers' money were spent for my father's burial and my mother's operation. They weren't able to pursue their studies and they eventually get married. It didn't feel fine for me upon knowing they got married. It's like I feel hurt and betrayed. I had to accept the fact however. I couldn't change the truth because they already happened.
Year 2011, I got a work scholarship at La Salle University. Although it means hard work and balance on my part, I grabbed the opportunity. Now, I am in my fifth year in college and am about to fulfill my goals. Who would have thought that this youngest child of Mr. and Mrs. Acalain is almost on the peak of success? Who would have thought that the child who sacrificed a lot would reach this level? Great is my gratitude to all people who helped me reach this level.
This autobiography is not just a narration of my life nor just a comparison of my life and my brother's but this tries to tell us the need to come out of our comfort zones and the need to let go of our doubts and fears to succeed.
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The geese fly in a V position
One in front leads the formation
It goes ahead of the rest
To lead the direction
It cheers all others
To keep flying
Like human
Leaders
Do.
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How I wish I’ll find that lover
Who’ll love me and hurt me never
Hope he’ll have me for who I am
Be there with me when sorrows come
And stay until pain is over
That man will do things no matter
Easy and hard things won’t differ
This kind of love that’s rare to some
The love I need
Hope he’ll stay with me forever
Challenges we’ll face together
From his love my strength will come from
The joys and pains we’ll both welcome
This love I hope God will shower
The love I need
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Sweat can be its name
When humans labor on land
Blob in eyebrows seen
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Pretty is the sky
Singing birds nesting above
River waters rage
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Love is happiness
Sadness inescapable
Youth is time-bounded
All these not revealed at once
Proving life is mysterious
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Death
Mysterious, Inevitable
Expiring, Annihilating, Ravaging
Decay, Darkness, Luminosity, Growth
Flourishing, Growing, Blooming
Fertile, Spirited
Life
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Merry
Joyful, Cheerful
Smiling, Laughing, Enjoying
Festivity and High Spirits
Happy
Gay, Delightful, Felicitous
Cheering, Feasting, Jesting
Youthful Aura
Jolly
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Concern
Soft, Gentle, Calm
Loving, Caring, Touching
Well-Being of the Beloved
Worry
Hopeful
Inspired, Encouraged, Empowered
Expecting, Desiring
Motivated
Wishful
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Angry
Fierce, Revengeful, Hostile, Harsh, Rude
Nagging, Bursting, Shouting
Bad Vibration
Pissed Off
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