The Philippines is in chaos. We are battling a virus (COVID-19) with no foreseeable cure at a cost that is unsustainable. We are terrified, which causes us to pause and reconsider what God has plainly instructed us to do. Because we have no idea what lies ahead of us, we become fearful. Our imagination has a tendency to magnify problems to the point where they appear unimaginable.

Since March 2020, I've assumed that the Coronavirus would be a non-issue, but I've taken it seriously. I thought that people would do the same. It has been one year since face-to-face classes were suspended. I'm stuck at home, doing everything I can to make the most of the year and fearful that the quarantine will take longer than I anticipated.

At home, we've been able to get through the day by being productive. We performed household chores as a means of bonding with our family. Additionally, it is a time to renew our relationship with our Savior in preparation for Lent. It nourished our spirit whenever we watched Mass and prayed the novena. In moments like these, I learned to count my blessings. To keep track of what we have left. Counting our blessings provides us with warmth and encouragement through difficult times. It insulated us from the pain of loss or failure. Recognizing that we still have a great deal to look forward to and appreciate will instill optimism. There is no need to fear because we are surrounded by the mighty embrace of the Holy Spirit. I'm learning quietly tough lessons in the middle of a pandemic because of the current standard, which has drastically changed my life. When stress, uncertainty, and blunders are present in my head, I lose my drive to study hard and achieve my goals. I'm studying in a different way now, rather than the way I was before quarantine. Despite the pandemic, I was able to grow as a person, learn new things, and love my parents and others. Every Sunday, I go to church to share my faith in God, who gives me strength in life.

High school life was the best memory . This was the time when you totally realized that life was full of mysteries unveiled. Mystery is term of experience in this stage of my life. I was able to know that life was not all about happiness or sadness, but it was part and a best friend in life. I have a lot of experience that molded my personality. There were hidden story treasures in the journey of my life. And this is my simple story during my senior high school life

This is how my junior high school life started. During the first day of school, I felt excited and nervous. Excited in such a way that almost every experience felt like new. Nervous in the sense that I encountered many unknowns: new classmates , new teachers and inevitably new friends . Nevertheless , the feeling faded slowly and I began to feel ripples of happiness day by day. I was able to gain new friends and most of them were schoolmates and transferees from other schools. I really thought that my junior high school would be very boring ,but I was wrong. I didn't expect that I would be enjoying with my new friends and my classmates. I really treasured every single day with them , with their craziness in life.

As the days passed by, I had a control of the unknowns. Familiarity reigned instead. I enjoyed eating with my classmates and teacher in what we called “boodle fight”. Eating with bare hands only without using of spoons and forks was a good sight to behold. The food was placed together in huge banana leaves. More than that, the bond that was established among us was something I deeply cherished.

A lot of memories to remember but there was still one more. During our mass demonstration, we were so busy putting makeup on our faces. On that day, we had to perform a modern folk dance as part of our performance task. I was quite nervous. To be honest , I was not a good dancer. After we performed, I felt relieved. And the good news came, our dance was the best among others. We won at that time. From there, I can only recall those happy faces, those cheers that enveloped the air. We would have completed the junior high school thrills, but we will remember the years worth telling.