FREE ESSAY 2

 THE COIN

In my vacant hours in school, I often spend my time eating delicious foods in the food court of my beloved CBSUA, hahahah!

One time, I saw a one-peso coin that has been passed and walked for several times by many people without noticing it. I get the coin. Instead of knowing who owns it since it's just a one-peso coin, I just take a sit. During that minimal span of time, a thing or an idea flashes back into my mind about the value of money and the value of the dignity and character of people.

It goes this way...There is a comparison between how the value money or a person affects by this factor...

A one-peso coin that was being scratched, hammered, or tightly pressured by a huge thing still remains its value. In our modern world, does this concept also apply to us, people?

I remember different TV personalities or other unknown people who were discriminated and bash in the world of social networking like actresses whose fame continuously faded in the eyes of audience. And also the girl behind the word AMALAYER, who had been bashed for several times until she lost her dignity and character as a person...Nobody is perfect. Just like coins, no one molded and created to be perfect, there could be flaws and imperfection. The value of coin must be the same as how we value a person even they have a bitter and dark past that changed their way of connecting to our society. A person that was being scratched, destroyed or kicked by bashers deserves to retain his dignity, character as well as his value as a person. He should not be degraded, discriminated and bullied. Every person is equal in the eyes of our Almighty God.

I remember my grade school years that I was bullied for several times because I couldn't met the standards that they want for me as belonging to a star section. They always shouted me and saying, "Bobo!" or "Tanga!" or a LOSER. I felt degraded and alone. I tried everything in order to changed such impression to me, studying hard, hard, hard but nothing was happened. I felt frustrated. It happened that I transfered in other schools--here Bicol not because to escape such thing but because of our socio-economic status. It's much better that I'd escaped from that gloomy and sorrow experience.

And today, I am living my life to the fullest, filling it with the happy memories that I gained in my 16 years of existence!

Through such coin, I'm able to retrospect my past experiences..."Hanep yan!". Past is past. What I can do is to focus on my present and design for my better future...Alright!!!