According to my mother, when I was about 7 or 8 months old, my first word was "Papa." By the time I turned 1, I had learned how to walk. At 2 years old, I could already say basic words like "Papa tubig ", "Papa kaon", and " Kuya " or "Ate." When I was 3, I started writing lines and could count from 1 to 10. I also began learning the ABCs. At 4 years old, my mom started teaching me to read English and Tagalog words.
At 5 years old, I started preschool but had to stop because there was no one to take me there. I began preschool again at 6 years old and graduated that same year. At 7, I entered Grade 1.
At 8 years old, I have a picture taken with my sister, Ate Jen2 and ate maridel . My smile is so genuine that time.
When I was 9, I had my First Communion at San Antonio de Padua with my mom. My mother is my number 1 supporter.
By 10, I was in Grade 4, and there’s a picture of me from that time in 2017. This is the only picture I had.
When I was 11, I was in Grade 5 and had my recognition day. My mother is always by my side.
I graduated elementary school at 12 years old at South City Central School. My friends at SCCS. My mother and father is there for me.
When I was 13, I started high school at CDONHS, and there’s a picture of me during our PE day. These are my beloved friends at CDONHS.
This was during the time when I got tired of answering my modules during COVID. I was in Grade 8 and 14 years old at the time. This is the night I meet my love.
At 15, I was in Grade 9 and loved taking selfies, especially with filters. The time I face a lot of problem.
When I was 16, a student teacher, inspired by our relationship and took a picture of me and my boyfriend. I was in G-10 this time.
In Grade 11 at CSS, during our first quarter recognition day, I was 17 years old. Honestly, I didn’t expect this to happen.
Now, I’m 18, in Grade 12, and still studying at CSS. This picture was taken during the oath-taking ceremony of our barangay presidents. Happy and contented.