I
graduated high school fifty years ago and whenever there are homecomings, we
could either recall the saddest or happiest moments in our life’s in addition
to the miseries one already has.
Look
in a particular class of fifty students, it is undeniable that not all are
considered wealthy. Thus, it is composed
of students whose fathers are either farmers, fishermen, laborers, artisans,
and only a few fraction thereof is considered
wealthy, whose parents can afford to send their children to school without
bothering themselves of looking for good work – they are the landlord class.
The rest of the students carried on their studies through the execution of
promissory notes as passports for them to take the periodic examination because
their parents could not right away pay their tuition and other fees.
But
since education is not only for the privileged rich, but also for those who
dared, many who hailed from poor families were able to achieve proper education
and therefore could land on bigger salaries and achieved latter a better status
in life.
So,
whenever there are or there would homecomings especially high school
homecomings, they are usually the leaders or the persons of interests in making
the affair into a successful one. The rest just followed to where the head goes.
The presence of clique in each batch is always there. So, it’s the strong
influence of cliquism that determines the success of the activities. As a
result many would come, however, there are those who would say to themselves
that “I won”t join homecoming again.”
Though
this is the sad reality, many still tried to attend homecomings in order to see
rather meet their former classmates. Well, it’s good that everyone should
attend to savor once more the beautiful memories they had in high schools.
However, as a point of observation, homecomings should not be made as a venue
where one could boastfully account the wealth or success she has or one has in
life. We have classmates who today are still less fortunate in life than we
are, who still carried on their living as trisikad drivers, fishermen and marginal
farmers. They deserved respect. Why in the hell we are accounting our riches to
them? What for? To let them know how successful we are in life while they are
not. It’s really unfair. Place yourself in their toes and how sad it would be to
hear such sarcasm. They are there to enjoy – to reminisce the past when you
both have nothing. Why talk of your own success, just to point out how great
you are than them? It’s so unfair.
Better not come if your way of thoughts run that way. It’s so unfair.
Lastly,
may the school forbid themselves from collecting exorbitant entrance fees so
everyone could come and enjoy with their classmates – recall ceaseless school
memories.
I
think the better way homecomings could be celebrated memorably, is for us to
tow away the burdens of our classmates even just for a short while during
homecomings. And the best way we can
ever make during homecomings is to sow Mercy and Compassion as we pass this way
only once.
rexrvalmores
may
11, 2019
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