CHAPTER 1 :

For people who dream, It is quite challenging to make our dreams come true. Despite
being young, I have encountered the difficulty of being left alone and have
perservered in dreaming of the possibilities in life. I fought to make my dreams
come true. And, I can't deny that sometimes my life is amazing. I also accept who I
was yesterday and appreciate who I am today.

IT is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life.

My life began On March 03,2006 at around 1:00 in the afternoon, I was born at our
house in Poblacion Sur, Maddela Quirino. I am my parents' only daughter and the
youngest of my siblings.

When I was 1 year old and 2 months my mom went aboard that's why my grandmother
took care of me and I start to walk and I love playing in our yard. And when I was
2 years old, I could speak but not very well and even though I could not speak well
yet, I wanted to talk to people and My aunts and uncles love to talk to me because
I'm talkative .

I grew up without my parents by my side, that's why I live with my mamang and
papang who also look after my siblings and that's why we feel closer to them. My
mother and father both work abroad, so I don't get to spend much time with them
because they're both so busy. Nevertheless, if I need to talk to them, even when
they're busy, they're willing to do so. I know that even though they aren't by my
side, they are still encouraging me to pursue my goals.

CHAPTER 2

Childhood memories of mine had a lasting impression on my life I lead today. As for
me, I believe that my childhood experience and memories were some of the most
thrilling but also difficult things that ever happen to me in my childhood like a
golden mist.

When I was little, I used to play a lot, and I recall one particular moment when I
was playing with my bestfriend from childhood. I have really fond memories of the
games we used to play. We frequently ventured outside in evenings, Whether to the
farm or the streets. We played several games everday, including patintero, Tagu-
taguan, tumbang-preso, and etc.

I remember when I was a child I loved going to Baguio because my close cousins and
friends lived there. In Maddela, I always play alone inside the house, not because
I'm afraid to play with others; in fact, I play with our neighbors on occasion, but
not every day, so I'm really used to playing alone.

When I found out we were going to Baguio, I was very happy and at that time my mom
was from abroad so she was going with me. While on the bus I was already thinking
about what we could play. When mom and I arrived at dad's apartment, I immediately
wanted to play, so I talked to mom if I could play with my cousins and she said yes
because their apartment was only on the 1st floor so that's why I went quickly. At
first I was shy to knock but I put aside my shyness so I immediately knocked.
Upon entering their apartment, my my grandmother's sister but i call her "Nanay
Linda" , immediately greeted me ,she said "Kamusta kana jm? " and I replied "ok
lang mo nanay". and she also called my cousins Edra and Cielo who were in their
room.
When we were together we managed to call our one cousin from the other apartment
and when we said goodbye to Nanay Linda and we went to see her. We were still
arguing about who should knock on the door, so I just knocked and One of my
grandmothers sister and I call her "Nanay Nilda", she opened the door for us and
she asked us why we went there and we said "Nanay nasan po si Isay?" and she called
Isay so the four of us said goodbye that we would just play.

When the four of us were together, we went back to their apartment to play, we
played and we also talked. when night fell I went home to eat dinner.

Chapter 3

When I got home, mom immediately told me to wash my hands while she was serving
food on the table and after I washed, I also called dad to eat and the three of us
ate together. After I ate, mom told me to showered while they were still eating and
chatting. When I finished, I went outside while waiting for mom to finish washing
what we ate.

While waiting, I sat outside and one of my brother's or boarders in our apartment
was with a small and talkative boy at my age, and that boy suddenly asked my name
and he called me to play with him, and I said my name and I also agreed to play
with him because my mom was still washing the dishes, so we started playing but I'm
shy because I couldn't understand what he was saying because he was speaking
english and the only language I understood was tagalog, and we didn't understand
each other while we were playing. While we were playing, my brother called him
because he said his mom was looking for him and it was already night, so he said
goodbye and he said "Laro tayo ulit bukas Jm" and I was surprised because even
though he knew how to speak tagalog and he understood me when we were playing, and
I also told him "Sige ba" and we said goodbye to each other. After that, I went
inside because I saw that Mom had finished what she was doing.

Chapter 4

The next day, I saw him at the information desk of the building where we were
staying, and that's when I discovered that his mother owns the canteen in the
building; he suddenly approached me and invited me to join him, and I agreed; I
also invited my cousins to play with us, and He called me to go get his toys from
the house so we could play, and we went, and I just told him I could wait for him
outside their house, and when we got it, we immediately went to the stairs so we
can play.

when we were about to play, my mom suddenly picked me up because she said we were
going to Burnham park with my dad, that's why I immediately said goodbye to my
cousins and my friend , and quickly went up to our apartment to change since I was
excited to go to the park and spend time with them.

There were many people there while we were at Burnham Park, so the first thing I
did was look for food. After mom had done shopping, we sat down to eat. I saw that
it was a fun spot when I was there because there were people having picnics and
chatting there, as well as kids playing. After our meal, we went for a walk. I
spotted many lovely flowers, but the most of them were sunflowers. while we were
walking home I saw a teddy bear so I asked mom if I could buy a teddy bear because
I like to play with teddy bears. and mom bought it so I was happy to go home.

When I got home, I saw my friend in front of the information desk, so I approached
him and asked what his name was, and we talked for a long time, so I got to know
him even better. Because of his chatter, I couldn't understand what he was saying,
but I'm just pretending to understand when I really don't. I enjoy talking to him
because he tells me stories and teaches me. That little boy is named Zabdiel, He is
my first childhood bestfriend and he is the one I will never forget who became my
friend.
Chapter 5

When I was 6 years old, I entered elementary school at Saint VIncent School, which
was close to where I lived but close to my grandparents' house where we lived. on
my first day I was very happy because I was going to enter just like my two older
brothers.When I entered our classroom, I was nervous because I was not yet familiar
with the children I was with, but I saw my friends when I was in K-2, so my
nervousness decreased. When I was sitting in my seat, I was wondering why my other
classmates were crying because they didn't have their mom on their side.

One day when I was in grade one, one of my teachers was strict because he knew that
most of us didn't know how to read and write, and at the time I was nervous because
I was one of the ones in our class who couldn't read yet, and we read one by one,
and when it was my turn, I was really nervous about everything, and that's when
ma'am asked me, "Jillian, Alam mo na bang magbasa?" and I replied, "Hindi pa po
Ma'am" and she told me that I should learn how to read at home, so I asked my aunt
if she could teach me and she agreed. Since that day I have been learning how to
read until I can read and one day we were read to one by one and that's why I don't
have a problem because I know how to read in English and Tagalog. it's really good
that I persevered to learn to read. And I realize that it doesn't matter how slow I
learn as long as I don't stop learning new things.

CHAPTER 6

Something that I will never forget happened when I was about 11 years old, When I
got sick with Dengue and at that time many people also get sick with dengue. At
first I still went to school, but when we had our first period in the morning, I
felt dizzy and weak, so I told the teacher, and they called my grandfather to pick
me up because I felt I couldn't do it anymore. My fever has been on and off for a
few days, and I've been lying down all the time because I'm dizzy, which is why we
went to the hospital to be checked out. At the hospital, we waited for a few hours
and found out that I had dengue, that's why I was confined. My grandparents were
concerned and called my parents to inform them that I was ill.

My first day in the hospital was difficult because I was weak and had no appetite
to eat, but my grandmother was there to care for me. Every hour, nurses checked my
temperature and injected medicine into my dextrose; I also had difficulty drinking
medicine because I don't like the taste of it, and I always had blood drawn to
check it. I've also noticed that getting sick is so difficult, and the nurses the
nurses are always busy taking good care of their patient. There's a baby who is
still crying, which is heartbreaking because his mother is the only one watching
over him. I ate and took medicine at night, but I was still dizzy and weak, and I
was scared because I was afraid of the ghost, so I went to bed early.

On my fourth day in the hospital, my Adviser visited me with fruits at that time I
fell asleep so my grandmother talked to her and when I woke up she had already
left. During the days that I stayed in the hospital, I was always so bored that I
wanted to go out, but I had my iPad that I used to watch movies on. After a few
days, I finally got out.

since then I've been careful because I don't want to be hospitalized anymore and I
don't want to see my blood drawn because I'm afraid of my own blood.

CHAPTER 7
IT is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life. I have, as
it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my
childhood like a golden mist.
my failures to make myself understood were invariably followed by outbursts of
passion. I felt as if invisible hands were holding me, and I made frantic efforts
to free myself. I struggled–not that struggling helped matters, but the spirit of
resistance was strong within me; I generally broke down in tears and physical
exhaustion.
I RECALL many incidents of the summer of 1887 that followed my soul's sudden
awakening. I did nothing but explore with my hands and learn the name of every
object that I touched; and the more I handled things and learned their names and
uses, the more joyous and confident grew my sense of kinship with the rest of the
world
THE most important day I remember in all my life