The Life of Rizal

Name : Basheer M . Akanul Date : Aug. 13, 2012

Year & Section : Gen Eng II – E Subject : Philosophy 101

Reflection Paper

“Who Am I”

Upon remembering my high school days, let me reminisced my occurrence. 1st let me begin in my 1st year high. Every time I go to school usually and regularly. I focus my life in studying and book learning about my religion. The true religion, ISLAM. Moment of time, I did not emphasis anything in connection with ardor. It’s not I don’t want to love but nobody let me feel to become a paramour. But at some reason, all of us indigence love .

7 months after the 1st day of class in high school, I swift amendments for what I feel. I came up to love a girl who is my fellow student and fellow pupil. It’s not a conventional love, it’s my first crush. And “First love never dies”, that’s what I deemed. I didn’t know when it started, but I sense it. The sentiment to love and I really love up what I feel. I remember, she’s 2nd row in front of me during class hour, and I adore keen-sighted her inaudibly. I love the way she is. And before the summer vacation, I got her number. I’m glad I had it. After the christmas break, she’s aware of my impression and she say that she feel the same way too. And I couldn’t believe it. On the other hand, I’m so happy like others mans do. And because of our communication in exchanging message by way of cellular phone we are aware of personal information and family of each other. And I reminisce, her families absence my tribe, the kinfolk of Yakan. 1st day after the Christmas break, she changed. She changed the way she treated me. She was not talking to me, even seeing me in the eye. I understand why she’s doing that. She wants to get her families trust and she don’t want to blamed in future. And after that, we were humbled just gaining expertise the subject in school. And almost 3 months, there were no schmooze.

Nevertheless, before the summer break, I received a text message from her. And...