THE CHIC IN PLASTIC

               I am an avid fan of all things fashion- Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Hermes, Prada, Dior, Gucci, Burberry, Givenchy, Armani, Alexander McQueen- you name it. But I can only have them noted in my cell phone and newspaper clippings of various fashion weeks from Tokyo to Paris.

            I guess it all started when I was in high school, at Las Piñas East National High School- Verdant. From Northern Samar, I transferred to Las Piñas because a relative of ours promised to sponsor my studies. Unfortunately, like many such promises, it did not prove true. Luckily, I have a mother who never stopped working night and day just to provide for our family. She did not let herself become jobless because she knows her family relies on her. My mother, a maid, never failed to provide for her family. So whatever she gave us, we were just happy and content with it.

Because we could not afford a bag then, I would go to school with my books, notebooks and pens in a plastic bag. I was not embarrassed then because I had nothing else and having a plastic bag is better than nothing. Aside from that, I would also just wear rubber shoes even if the school policy strictly implements wearing black shoes. Noticing this, my advisers and the whole Science Department of LPENHS-Verdant donated a bag, a pair of black shoes, clothes, toothpaste and toothbrush, a lip balm and a perfume to me. I was just a regular student, a stranger, but they treated me like I was part of their family.

Up until this day, I have not forgotten all the people who became part of my journey to education. I may not remember all your names one by one, I most certainly haven’t forgotten to keep you in my heart.