On the 14th day of August in the year 1993, a beautiful girl was born namely “Sweeney Bragat”, and that was I. I am the youngest among the 4 siblings of Mr. Fidel and Mrs. Celsa Bragat. I was born having two (2) sisters and a brother. My sisters are Deciela and Dhesney who were also beautiful like her and her brother is Carl Frian who looks like Brad Pitt (joke!!!!). At the age of 7,I became an aunt of girl namely Dhera Cedale. On the year 2004, I became again an aunt of a young girl namely Deryn. And again, in the year 2005, a boy was born namely Aldhale Jan and on the year 2006, another girl was born namely Alexandrite Dhea. Well, as a generalization I’ve been an aunt of four kids at the early age but I’m proud of it. It’s really hard but then I try my best to be their best aunt in the world. Now I’m thirteen (13), I can say I am more mature the before. I can say it, because I am already in the 2nd year of my high school life and I have already learned a lot from the experiences and the stories of my parents and my sister.
But before I went to high school, I also experienced to be in grade school and in nursery. And I have lots of memorable and laughable thoughts that are surely still on my mind until now. I went into a public school in elementary. Its name is Mabolo Elementary School. I am not sure where it really derived from but all I can say is even it is a public school but it is still a best school for me. Now that I’m studying in U.P. or University of the Philippines, I will still make memorable and thoughtful memories here.
And now is the time to describe myself. I’m a girl who is so secretive. I maybe tell you some secrets of mine but it is not the whole thing and it could only be a part of it. In school, I always laugh, and I didn’t even shed a tear. I don’t want to cry in school because I want to be strong in front of my classmates and teachers and as well as my friends. And I don’t want my classmates or teachers or even my friends to feel pity on me. And every second of my life, I always think that crying means your weak, that’s why even in our home I don’t cry in front of my parents and sisters or brother. If I do that, I always feel self-pity. I don’t know how to explain it and I don’t even want to explain it more. I’m a girl who always treasure every moments that I spent with my friends. I don’t know to them. I always put an importance when I spend some of my time with my friend. And I am so caring as a friend. You maybe can’t see it but if you look inside of me, you can see in my heart that I took care with my special friends.
And that is all I can say about me. You know, I’m secretive so I won’t tell no more about me. But it is better if you know and see me in personal. And judge me after that.
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