Those musings I made in the previous post, just over an hour ago, took me further down memory lane, during my teenage years. I was allowed much free will even over the choice of schools I went to. I was trusted to take the bus at 14, to and from Manila. I could have sleepovers at my classmate's house in Fairview, Q.C., which was quite far from where I lived.
That daily scramble for a ride home after school was a constant battle that allowed me little wins, and paved the way for bigger ones. Life teaches you, experience makes a person. It worries me that I am sheltering my children to the extent that they do not get to experience life as it really is. It's scary. Times have changed.
That daily scramble for a ride home after school was a constant battle that allowed me little wins, and paved the way for bigger ones. Life teaches you, experience makes a person. It worries me that I am sheltering my children to the extent that they do not get to experience life as it really is. It's scary. Times have changed.
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