BABY'S SHOES FOR SALE: NEVER WORN by ALDRIN O. JUANICO

            At first, I was just a thought.  I am a thought awaited by some but disregarded by the others.  Am a thought that is loved and is hoped for by some but thrown and hurt by the others. I am wondering what will I be: the disregarded or the loved? The most awaited or the most feared?

            At last! The day that I have been anticipating came to life. I was conceived by my mother. I am now alive. I now have life. It is so amazing how love transformed me from a thought into this, a fetus! Months had passed and I can feel my mother’s heartbeat. With its every beat, I can feel the love of my mother coming towards me. I just feel so excited to come out and become a child. I can also discern my mother’s pain that she eventually did repress just for me. With that, I can feel her passion and care for me. I just feel so blessed to have her as my mother.

            Days had passed and my hearing had developed. Finally, I can hear my mother’s voice. I found out that she is a shoemaker! That would be so amazing! The best part is, she made a pair of baby’s shoes for me when I’ll be out of her tummy. Oh, that would be truly nice. Imagine? Many people went to her shoe house and tried to offer her a huge amount of money for that pair of shoes yet she refused all of them! I am truly blessed to have her as my mother! When I’ll become a child and grow up, I’d have a pair of shoes for Monday, another for Tuesday and another one for each of the rest of the days of the week. That would be so classy and amazing. I’m, sure my friends would envy me for my dazzling shoes.

Many more months had passed and my mother knew my sex. I’m a boy! It would be so amazing. I could be named Angelo or James, maybe Zeus or Michael! Yes Michael! Call me Michael from now on folks!

            Many more months had passed and my mother knew my sex. I’m a boy! It would be so amazing. I could be named Angelo or James, maybe Zeus or Michael! Yes Michael! Call me Michael from now on folks! I could play basketball with my dad while mom is busy working in the yard. I and dad could play board games while mom will bring pizza to us. I could annoy my mother and report to my father as I accomplish my task and we’ll all laugh together hysterically. But wait.. Where is Dad? Ever since I was conceived, I had never felt his paternal presence and hug. Well maybe, he’s working outside of the country, far far away from Mom in order to ensure my bright future. He is truly saving for my education and thinking he’ll enrol me in a high-class university someday. Oh sigh, what a “maybe” I’ve got in here. I hope I am right.

            Days had passed and the day that I have been waiting came to life! I heard my mother is going to Dad’s! Finally, I can feel his love towards me. Hey Dad! I’m your son! I love you. Oh my, I can’t stop mumbling!

            Finally, we arrived at my Dad’s house. For the first time, I can feel the warmth of my father’s hug to me. With so much masculinity gushing forth towards me, I kicked my Mom so hard! I heard them laugh for a minute until they argued and I can’t hear what they are saying. Mom! Dad! Please stop! Mom! Dad! Nooooooooooo!

            More days were being crashed out on the calendar and I have found out that I am an unwanted child by my father. It just hurts me so bad to think my hopes of a father working so hard for my future crashed and flown in the air. Well, I just feel so blessed to have a Mom like her. She’ll always protect me in times of need.

            But, one day, I felt like hurting. I feel like I was burning. There’s pain in my heart that I can’t stop but it stops my heartbeat like I’m not about to last. Pain, so much pain! Ouch! I can’t help it. It feels like I was thrown in the lake of fire for such innocence that I have. Mom, Dad, why do you have to do this? Mom, Dad, WHYYYYY?

            I am dead. I was aborted by my mother. I am now back into being a thought. I have lots of questions in my mind. Mom, Dad, I could have belonged to some people who deserved me better than you do. Mom, Dad, I could have lived a life of happiness and joy if you had let me. Dad, I could have played basketball with you and we’ll laugh as I annoy Mom. Mom, you could have someone you’ll call your own when people are busy eating during March and April as they celebrate their recognitions and graduations. Mom, Dad, I could walk, talk, dance if you’d let me live. Mom, Dad, maybe I could be the reason of your great life if you’d let me live. Mom, Dad, who would have known that I could be a celebrity, a dancer, or a singer in TV? Mom, Dad, you have deprived me of a life that never ever came to me. Mom, Dad, you both have shattered my dreams. Mom Dad, will you do the same to my siblings or will you let them live? Mom, Dad, I could have worn that pair of shoes that Mom has prepared for me.

            After two weeks, Mom regained her strength and went back to her workplace. She made a dozen more shoes and rested. While sitting, she saw the baby’s shoes that she carefully prepared for me. She cried upon seeing those shoes. Saddened and crying, yet she stood up, got the pair of baby’s shoes and displayed it in the display window with a note that says, “BABY’S SHOES FOR SALE: NEVER WORN.”

            I used to be Michael. Are you just like my Mom and Dad? If you are thinking of doing the thing in congruence to what my Mom and Dad did, well think of the Michael or Michaela maybe that is in you, will you also break their dreams just as my Mom and Dad did to me? Please let them live. I was unwanted, I was feared and in the end, I am still a thought.

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WAS I A GOOD PARENT?

As parents, were you considerate? Understanding?

Or were you the reason for your child’s shame of living his/her own life?

This morning, I woke up later than usual. I was searching for some songs until I found Kelly Clarkson’s Because Of You.

Upon seeing the music video, I almost went to tears and got emotional. I was really sad from watching it in the beginning until the very end. Later, I got some reflections and realizations.

As parents, someone should be considerate of their child’s feelings. They should not put their selves in the shoes of their kids and sulk, get angry and do such cruel things on them without thinking that WHAT ELDERS DO ARE PERFECT IN THE EYES OF CHILDREN. I just thought that parents or guardians should be patient and understanding in the developmental stage of their children.

Miscues and mistakes are rarely found in children. That’s why parents should be there in guiding them to the right path and not reprimanding them for doing such thing FOR THE FIRST TIME.

I have also realized that, parents should be the one responsible for giving happiness to their children, not providing them with discouragements, doubts and fears. I have seen in the video the trouble caused by the girl’s parents. It caused her to HARDLY TRUST ANYONE, BE AFRAID TO LOVE and worst, BE ASHAMED OF HIS/HER OWN LIFE.

“If you taught your child well and built a strong foundation of determining what’s good and bad then, don’t be afraid.”

It’s better to evaluate and ask yourselves, “WAS I A GOOD PARENT?” Rather than blaming yourself when the time that your child got pregnant in a very young age or he or she got into drugs, alcohol and cigarettes.

I have learned from my English 2 Professor, Mr Eric Gerard Nebran that, "The harder you try to hold on to someone, the more it wants to get away.” Ask yourself, “Was I too hard on my son or daughter? Did I deprive his or her own freedom?”

If you’d answer I was only doing it to protect him/her, well my Educ 100 Professor Miss Ersweetcel Servano also stated that, “If you taught your child well and built a strong foundation of determining what’s good and bad then, don’t be afraid.” Then ask yourself again, “Did I ever TRY to build that foundation?”

You’ll see how good you are at parenting in the latter part of your child’s life. Before it’s too late, maybe it’s time to change your attitude towards your child. It’s better to crack the eggs before they turn into mosquitoes. NOW is the time.

We should always seek for God’s perfect timing in parenting. GOD knows the perfect timing for everything. Defying it also means you defy the greater things in store for you. Jeremiah 29:11 states that, ""For I know the plans I have for you", declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Always seek the divine intervention in engaging in such things. Let GOD put things in your life in His accordance of time. Remember, “The right thing in the wrong time is still a WRONG THING” Parenting is such a wonderful thing in the eyes of the Lord but doing it in the wrong time is not a good idea at all.

Hello, This is Agent Orange and I SPEAK IN THE PERSPECTIVE OF A CHILD..

NDDU PRE-UWEEK 2014 Story No. 1 "THE HIYAS NG NDDU "FUTURE CANDIDATES""

     Hey! It's been a looong time since I've posted a blog post.

     Notre Dame of Dadiangas University's 61st UNIVERSITY WEEK will embark tomorrow, February 10, 2014. I, a member of the Colleges of Education and Health Sciences' WHITE EAGLES, am very proud to proclaim that in the past UWeek, we were hailed as champions..

    I have brought my bro's DLSR during the PRE-UWeek or the preparation of the school for this grandiose activity. I have taken some shots I could be proud of but I am not boasting that I should be a photographer - blah blah chu chu..

THE TEASERS

      

           

HIYAS NG NDDU "FUTURE CANDIDATES"

     After having a free lunch at the HRM Laboratory of NDDU, we've seen a large globe covered in foil. Instantly, I grabbed my bro's cam and took these pics.

MR LIZTER JHON B. NAVASQUEZ

MISS CHRIS G. PATLINGRAO & MISS JOANNA CHRIS B. CABANOS

MISS CHRIS G. PATLINGRAO

MORE PHOTOS AND STORIES TO BE POSTED SOON :) #agentorange :3

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