Galicia, Klarizza V.

BSMT 1D
I. My HAPPIEST MEMORY I say, I dont have a memory or an experience which I could say my happiest. For me, I consider everyday a memory to be happy. From the time I wake up, it counts as a blessing, a gift, and yes, happiness. For every moment I receive a complement, a recognition, and appreciation,it makes me happy. For every person I encounter, their smile makes me smile. For me, happiness is not measured with the times you laugh and literally, be happy. True happiness is uncountable. It is unlimited. It is immeasurable. It is life. Every time my family is complete, everyone is happy. Despite of the struggles and obstacles being faced, we must overcome it. Maybe we start it with worry, but it sure will end with a smile. When it is Saturday, I get so excited and want the time to fly faster. Why? I get to reunite with them again. Its as if we were not able to see one another for years. But in reality, it has just been days. Funny maybe, but that makes me happy. And that will not exist if love never existed. So thank God, He made love. For God is love, and Love is God. Thank Him too, for He gave me a chance to live, a chance worthwhile.
II. THE 1st BIRTHDAY THAT I CAN REMEMBER.

Every birthday celebration, I never experienced it by myself. It has always been a celebration for two. This is because the gap of our ages is just a year and a day. So, to save money and time, my parents decided to celebrate it the same day, the same time. Actually, I get so irritated at times because in my perception, I have my own birthday and it must be celebrated on my birthday and I as the only celebrant. Greedy it may sound, but isnt it awkward? Celebrating your birthday with your same sister over and over again. Its as if we were twins, but no. We are not twins. The very first birthday that I can remember is my 7 th birthday. As usual, i\I celebrated it with my sister. We had it in our house in Batangas. All my brothers and sisters were ther except for my baby sister beacause she was not yet born then. It was on the 17th or 18th of November, in the year 2001, we had our birthday party. A party with lots and lots of balloons, a

clown is presents, and of course, a party will not be complete without the guests. III. MOMENTS WITH YOUR FAMILY TOGETHER I belong to a big family. Of course, the perception of a big family at first is chaos, misunderstandings, abandoned, usually broken. But, luckily, my family is not that. I am so proud that I belong to this family because our big number always reminds me to have a big hand to offer to others, have big eyes to see beyond what are seen, big feet to lead me to the right path, and a big heart to give others the love that they deserve. When Im with them, I feel like Im in a casino were time is not a problem. When we go to church, we often come complete. It just change when some have work, some are in Manila. Anyways, its fine, at least we know that even though we were not able to attend mass together sometimes, everyone will still return back home. The best time, which I can consider the bests is when we were sharing limited food and then noticing that we dont fit in our circular table. The funny thing here is that the others who were not able to sit around the table are sitting on the stairs, some were eating at the coffee table, some were even standing. It so nice to see that we are eating together as if a party is going on. Also, I love when it came to the point that we are playing cards, watching movies, and chatting with each other, it has been a routine that we must be the noisiest in our subdivision. Noisy, not because we are fighting, but noisy in a way that we enjoy too much. During weekends, especially in the evening, when friends come over, it looks like we are in a computer shop where most of us are in front of our computers, fighter over the wi-fi connection, and when one loses a signal, he/she reacts. It is so funny for us. Though it is not proper to laugh at it. But with our family, its like more of the jokes, and less of the quarrels. When we go somewhere together, it is not possible to go there with a single vehicle. We always go there in two. It is also funny, because the moment we came, my relatives will always say, O, ayan. Andyan na ang Galicia. Its like when we came, a battalion of soldiers is coming. When there are weddings, debuts, and baptismals our friends will always invite us to be part of it. It will never happen that we are not invited

to a party where a table for 6 or 8 is reserved. We are always reserved for the table of 10-15. When you experience to be in this kind of family, laughter will never be absent in a single day. You will not say that we are magulo, rather, you will say that we are masaya.