My name is Sherwina Sadil Alih.

A BS Nursing student studied at

Universidad de Zamboanga, 17 years of age. Born at IPHO-Sulu Hospital
on September 22, 1993, 7:20 A.M. My mother was 30 years old when she
gave birth to me. My mother is Hja. Fatima Sadil Alih. She finished the
degree of secretarial and now a businesswoman, working on our grocery
in Jolo. My father is Mr. Alih Suraim, He is in grade three when he stop
studying and just focuses in our farm, and now a businessman, managing
our internet cafe (BSA) and exporting Abaca products.

My father and my mother are just a victim of fix marriage, they didn't
even know each other and just met on their wedding day. in that time my
mother loved somebody else,likewise my father, but what can they do? it's
their own parents choice and it's part of their culture. I think my mother
and my father learn to love each other when they got their five adorable
children :)

I have a sister, named Sherhaifa S. Alih, who is also a nursing

student, studied at WMSU college and I have three brothers, named
Bader Alih, a BS Pharmacy student in Universidad de Zamboanga, and
my two younger brothers, Al-mukhtar Alih and Abdil Aziz Alih, who are
still in high school, studied at Mindanao State University Laboratory High
School - Sulu. I am the third among the fifth.

We are just like ordinary family, we eat together and argued a lot :)

I have only one wish in my life, to live or to be in paradise with my family.

I am fascinated in many things, like hearing music, hanging with

friends, surfing net and etc., I am noisy, I'm joyful, a joker, friendly, a
positive thinker, a happy-go-lucky person, I always accepted the negative
part and moved on easily on things and do the things that I want and the
things that makes me happy but, I'm not a spoilled bratt.

In my age of six, my mother enrolled me in Hji. Gulamu Rasul

Elementary School in Jolo as a kinder garden student. In the age of seven
my mother sent me to Mohammad Tulawie Central School and begin my
elementary life there. When it talks about elementary, all I remember was
my bad experiences. When I was in Grade 1, our teacher was Mrs.
Hajibun, I think one of the good teachers in M.T.C.S. but I hate her, maybe
because of the incident happened ten years ago. It started when my
classmates and I where playing a fake Vampire scaring us, we run and
run until that vampire run over me, I'm so scared to that vampire
(eventhough it's fake) so I run to the table of our teacher and took up the
glass holder pencil, I'm just supposed to blapped him but, suddenly it
slipped out my hand and "poook!" it broke into pieces. Everyone was
shocked! and I'm so scared and frightened for what our tacher will do to
me, so I hide on my table. And few minutes later our teacher came and
everyone was quietly sitting on their tables and then our teacher asked
who's responsible for breaking her pencil holder and everybody was
pointing on me. I forgot what happen next, She I think get mad at me. I
just remember that I cried and cried that day. Few days later or a week
later that incident, somebody ate "junay" in the room and left it on the
floor. Our teacher was angry asking "who made that messed?" and I am
shocked when someone sed "Sherwina did it ma'am" everybody follow. I
sed to our teacher "No ma'am, it's not me" but our teacher didn't believed
me and sed "You cleaned that messed now!". I'm so mad and angry with
my classmates and to our teacher for accusing me wrong, but I have
nothing to do with it. I just cleaned it and sweap away the "junay" but I
didn't clean the other trash (hahahaha), after I finished cleaning, our
teacher look and checked up for it and "baam!" Her face turn into red and
it's like there's a smoke coming out from her ears and sed to me "you little
bratt! you really make me angry! why didn't you clean all this trash??" and
sed she said " I haven't charge you yet about you broke last time, so be
good". I felt ashame, mad and angry, but what can I do? I'm just a grade
one student, all I can do was to cry. I really felt pity about myself.

Six years past, I gaduated!

Finally, I'm in high shool enrolled in Mindanao State - Sulu Laboratory

High School. In my first year, I belong to Third section (Skate). I thought
everything will different from elementary, but perhaps I think I'm just back
from being a grade one student, no friends, know nothing and back from
being grade one, our English - Adviser hated me so much and I hated her
too, and worst, when our adviser also accuses me and my cousin wrong.
She descriminated us, insulted us in front of our classmates, even call us
Satans. I felt so very ashame and very emotional and what's more worst?
When I say "sorry" for someones fault and cry a lot.

I went home crying but I didn't told my parents what happened. A day
later, my uncle (father of my cousin) went to my father telling what did our
english-adviser did to us. And my father went immidiately to our house,
angry, asking for what had happened. He thought that I'm good for nothing
student. My mother and my father argued, and finally my mother decided
to go to our school and cleared up everything. After that day, I saw my
mother and my aunties (my mother's sister and my cousin's mother) I felt
happy seeing them showed up. And the meeting begun, I wasn't there, but
my mother told me everything. She said our techer told them that she
didn't call us Satans and blah, blah, blah, so very dishonest of her. After
that conversation everything was settled ( I think so ). Our adviser said
sorry to the class for what had happened that everything was just
misunderstood. But nothing had changed. She hated us and we hated her
too :)

Days after that, when i'm on my home in the jeep, I'm with our teacher in
math-1. Then he talks to me and asked me "Are you Sherwina Alih?" I
said "yes sir" and followed up by his question "what did you do to your
english-adviser?" I said "nothing sir, why?" , and replied me "your teacher
is approaching me to fail you in my subect, but i didn't". I'm so shocked
and just said to our teacher "ahh.. thank you sir". In that moment many
thoughts run through my mind, "why would she do that?". It's like that I
don't wanna showed up my face anymore in her class, but I just
nevermind it and her.

I started again and nevermind everything, finally, I passed and I'm in

second year, and lucky for me, I belong to first section (II-Narra), too bad
for her, 'cause all she wants was to put me in low section. (LOL)

My life is normal then, I get high grades, a good student, until I met my
friends, my barkada (ETUC) who infuences me a lot, even my dreams,
ambitions, in almost my whole life. All of my time was with my barkada
before. We're happy doing anything, cutting classes, cheating, motor
racing, going home late, etc., and never notices any mistakes. Until my
parents know that I do motor racing. they grounded me and never allowed
me to drive motor again but, I never really stop, to the extend that I
borrowed motor from my schoolmates and lied to them "ui, pahiram ng
motor single, naiwan ko project ko sa bahay".

Through my friends, I learned to lie and disobey my parents, in my 3

years in high school (2nd-year to 4th-year) it's always been like that, until
one day, it's was late 6 P.M my cousins texted me to come home 'cause
it's already too late, so i went home and father is waiting for me at our gate
and then I was just shocked that he slapped my right face and then said
something and slapped again my left face and said again something that
really hurts me. I immediately run to my room and my mother said
something to me that made me really cry for the whole night.

After that night, I texted my friends that I could not come to school and
 told them what happened and few minutes later, someone knocked my
door and I'm glad to open, it's them! my friends. In that moment my tears
fall down again, they comforted me, they give advices and made me
laugh, for few minutes that there were there beside me, all I can think is
that I'm so special and much appreciated.

If my parents and other people think that my friends is bad for me, may
be there're right, but somehow, my friends made me a better person as I
can be in their own different ways. :)

In my College, my mother decided to enrolled me here in

Zamboanga, City at Universidad de Zamboanga, to take me away from
my friends but I'm happy, thinking that, I will be far away from my parents,
no angry starring at me when I get home late, no more hitting or slapping.
But a little bit lonely / sad, because I will be far from my friends, it is really
hard to live for me with out them, but few months staying here in
Zamboanga, I've realized that I can and it's my parents who I can't live
with out, and realizes how my parents worth for me as my parents, I really
missed them so much, I wanted them to know that I regret all I've done
wrong and all I've done problems to them.

And now, I'm making my own little way to become a good student and a
good daugther for them ^_^.

My happiest moment that I experience is when I reached the 17th age of

mine,when my 17th birthday celebrated I was so happy because its my
first time to celebrate my birthday,and I didnot expected thatmy friends
would go to my birthday celebration,