''BUTTERFLY''

Serving him is my way to thank him back. He always give us so much blessing, that's why my faith is overflowing. Everytime I'm at the altar I feel I'm blessed, there so many youth in the Cristo Rey but I'm one of them who called to serve. In the beginning, my faith build up because of my parents, they are my first teacher. The first thing they taught to us is how to make a sign a cross. Whenever we have an activities in church, I'm always there. Serving became part of my life, no let me rephrase it. Serving God is my life.
Even most of my time comes in church, I always make sure that I have also a good performance in school. Every school year ends or whenever every quarter ends I always get an award. I am afraid to failed because of the high expectations of the people around me. I always give my best, but sometimes it's very tired to be a perfect one. My weakness is to make them disappointed. I know I am just a typical student, I just want to know on being a good student.
In house, trying to become a good sister and a good daughter to my parents. But sometimes the one they sees is my mistake. I can't express who I'm really are. I forgot myself. The real me, my true identity. I'm like an worm hiding with its cocoon. I hope someday I become a butterfly who can fly where ever she wants to go. A butterfly who always sees its beauty by others not her imperfections before when she was an hungry worm.
I woke up and brushed my teeth. I eat my breakfast, fast as I could do. I opened the faucet, I touch the water, so cold. Then, I take a bath every pour of the water I can't stop my teeth to gritted. After that, I wear my uniform. I smiled when I saw my elementary uniform. I check my wristwatch, it's already five o'clock and fifty five minutes in the morning and I have only fifteen minutes to arrive in school.
When I enter the room I heard my classmates murmuring about the releasing of card this afternoon. I sigh. I'm so nervous for the result for our third quarter ranking. I pray to God that let me became on top on the class again. My deep thinking stop when my classmate asked me if who will get on my report card. I answered her with a smile, and I says that my mother and father the one who will get. And she became amazed "Whoo. Really?" she asked. I just nod. I'm happy that time because this is the first time wherein they'll get my card with the two of them.
It's already time when I got home, I saw my mother and father are well-dressed. They say goodbye. It's already three o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived home. I run to them with a smile. But that smile fade away, when I saw their eyes. They asked me what happened to my grade, why I can't retain my rank. Their fiercy eyes makes me kill little by little. I just look away. My mother scolded me, I fold my fist. I can't take it anymore. I also shout with her and asking her why she can't see all of my efforts. All I know I do my best. But didn't reach in their expectation. I feel down, she look at me and she says "I don't want you to be a perfect one, all I want is consistency. I'm became angry because I know you can do better than this. " Those line make me feel bad, she's right. My parents is always right. They not finished their school, that's why they want me to be better not to be a perfect.
That night, I feel guilty. All I act is being an immature and I didn't respect them as my parents. They have an ambition with me I can't blame them. Now, I understand. I feel bad, I will say sorry with them tomorrow and I let them know what I feel.
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