“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

”– Samuel
Beckett

It is a saying I continuously remind myself of whenever situations threaten me to give up this

degree. My journey as a teacher longing to become a lawyer is not easy for I have to travel from
one place to another; study for my students and for myself; and sacrifice things I have ever
wanted.

I first encountered Law when I got the chance to flip my father’s things when I was a kid. I saw
those written case digests and books full of confusing notes. My father saw me and said I should
become a lawyer. I hesitated and said “ Habo ko daw.” (I don’t want to.) Unfortunately, he died
even before finishing Law here in the university. After taking up AB Journalism in Bicol
University, my mother kept on asking me to take up Law but I kept on refusing because I know I
am not capable on becoming one. However, one day I got the chance to visit the Regional Trial
Court. I felt different. I asked myself “Could I become a lawyer?” I simply answered: “Not a
chance.” But I continued to roam around the building. I went inside the court room. I was
allowed to enter the room because there was no hearing. Honestly, I felt sad for I cannot witness
an actual hearing but I felt lucky to actually see the court room my father wanted to be in.

Entering law school was never my plan, but after reading an essay written by one of my students
in Partido State University (PSU), a bd. He told a story about his father was convicted

After resigning in 2016, I found myself enrolling in the University of Nueva Caceres (UNC)
School of Law. I was dumbfounded. I was not sure on what should I be doing to actually become
a lawyer. I watched videos and series to be oriented on what are the processes occur