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Panimula

Panimula

"Bakit ka nga ulit nag-ABM?" tanong ni Clary bago uminom sa cokefloat niya.

It made me stopped from my tracks. Ilang ulit kong nilista sa utak ko kung ano ba dapat ang sagot sa tanong niya.

I contemplated what's the right answer for her question. It is because it's align to my future course in college or it had the highest result in my NCAE?

"Gusto ko yumaman."

I decided to just leave it like that. Hindi naman ito masama. What's wrong with wanting to be rich?

Nabulunan si Clary sa sinabi ko. I shrugged my shoulders.

It was the truth.

When we had our career fair at school, isa sa mga natandaan ko na sinabi ng speaker ay kung gusto namin yumaman ang kunin namin ay Accountancy, Business and Management or ABM.

Sino bang hindi gustong yumaman?

The speaker from the career fair told us that ABM is the strand of the rich mainly because it covers the business sector. Malamang nandito ang mga bigating pangalan na nasa mga pahina ng Forbes.

Humanga na ako sa strand na 'yon simula noon. I wanted to be rich. I was studying twice as much because I wanted to be rich enough so that my parents won't need to work anymore.

I was no hypocrite. Money is the thing that makes the world round. Kaya naman mas gugustuhin kong mag-aral tungkol dito.

She bit the straw on her drink before commenting.

"Di ka man lang nagpanggap, ano? Pwede mo naman sabihin na pangarap mong maging CPA."

Tumingin ako sa kanya, a smirk appearing on my face.

"Pangarap kong maging CPA kasi malaki sweldo nila."

Besides, the CPA beside your name is really enticing. Masarap sa pakiramdam kapag may ikakabit sa pangalan mo na CPA. It makes everything worth it.

"Huwag mo na nga lang akong kausapin." Umirap siya sa akin.

Nagpatuloy na lang kami sa pagbili ng mga gamit. We were told to get everything we might need for Senior Highschool. Wala namang guide o ano dahil bago lang din naman ito sa pilipinas. Umaasa lang kami galing sa mga kakilala at facebook pages tungkol sa SHS.

Nasa National Bookstore kami ngayon, inaaliw ang sarili sa pagpili ng mga notebooks at ballpen. I decided to settle with a small amount of notebooks and pens. Ayoko sana pangunahan pero ayoko naman pumasok nang walang sandata.

I have a week before the first day of school. Grade 11 na ako sa pasukan at lumipat ako sa ibang school dahil wala pang Senior Highschool sa dati kong eskwelahan.

It was tough to convince my parents to let me transfer to the prestigious University of Jeanne D'Arc. It was an international school that's renowned for their good facilities and teaching methods. I also tried other universities, pero malalayo na ito sa amin. Hindi rin talaga papayag ang mga magulang ko na mas maging malayo pa.

I had to graduate with honors if I wanted to transfer to a University. Wala kasing malapit na University sa bahay namin kaya sa mata nila Mama at Papa ang hassle na mag-University pa ako.

I was persistent though so I offered them a bargain. Kapag honors ako ay papayagan nila akong makitira kina Tita Clara na kapatid ni Mama.

Tita Clara lives in a house near UJD. Kinuha ko na itong sign na sa eskwelahan na 'yon talaga ako mag-aaral.

Kaya ngayon ay kasama ko si Clary na anak ni Tita Clara na bumili ng mga kailangan namin para sa pasukan.

Sa totoo lang, wala pa naman talagang kailangan. We just bought some pens, yellow pad and a few notebooks. Binilin kasi ng Kuya ni Clary na huwag daw masyadong bumili ng mga gamit dahil depende raw talaga sa Prof kung magpapasulat sila ng notes o hindi.