Dear God,
Almost
15 years have passed by when a delightful toddler was born. He was the one and
only kid of Romeo Gonzales Mojica and Gloria Simbajon Mojica. Despite having a
child at the age of 37, they were incredibly blissful of finally having a baby
after four years of marriage. He was born on the 28th of October in
the year 1998 in Tanza, Cavite at exactly 11:48 in the morning. And by now, he
is on his third year in one of the most notable institution in the archipelago.
Who would think that a once small baby boy will now be a fully-grown guy? All
of those changes that you won’t even think at first were made possible by my
compassionate and considerate parents, who were always been there by my side to
guide and motivate myself through the course of my journey.
I
remember the day when I got to the seaside with my dad to take a walk on a typical
gusty afternoon. Those were the days when we were always been there to teach me
at least, how to swim. And when we got home before the dusk breaks, I always got
a drumstick ice cream with me.
If
my memory serves me well, the reason behind my robust body was the pork grill
which served as my main dish for almost every day. In fact, I was a skinny kid
before – those times when my dad was away in United Arab Emirates. But when he
got home after roughly a couple of years, my body began to grow and my mass
slowly gets heavier. And yes, I cannot deny the reason why am I like this. It
is because of the best dad that I ever had in this world.
Of
course, my mommy has always been there together with my dad to keep me
satisfied and would not ask for more. If I remembered it right, I was indeed an
impish and roguish kid when I was in kindergarten. During those times, my dad
was away, so my mom was the one to take charge. Almost every other day, my mom
was called by my mentor not because of my school performance, but because of my
extreme mischief. That time, my mom seemed to have her mind explode, as if she
wanted me to pull out of the school. But since I got a cut-above-the-rest
intelligence (along with Gelo, ‘cause he’s my classmate since then), the mentor
put a stop to my mom of doing so.
I
can’t even figure out the sacrifices that my mom suffered when I was in my
first grade. Aside from being roguish, I also have this tendency to get into a wrangle
‘cause of my fit of bad temper. I also got into quarrel – and my mom, has
nothing to do but to talk to the adviser telling to pull me out. But like what
has happened before, the adviser refused. Sayang
naman kasi ang talino ng bata. Hayaan niyo na Misis. Ako na ang bahala sa anak
mo.
And
for that, I just want to extend my deepest gratitude to you, mom and dad, for
all your sacrifices and efforts that you’ve made in order to mold a brilliant
and benign young man like me. Thank you for all your moral and financial support.
Thank you for being there at my side during the times of angst and melancholy.
I
won’t resort to promises to show my appreciation to you, dad and mom. All I can
say is your loving care and effort will not be laid to waste, though I am not a
stand out with regards to my studies now. I assure you that our endeavors will
be fulfilled – and that is to be a venerated Certified Public Accountant (CPA)
and a dignified lawyer. Time will come that you will be proud of me. Now, you
don’t have to sweat it out until wee hours of the night in your sari-sari store. I love you Mom and Dad!
Son of the connoisseurs,
Robinson
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