‘’MY REALIZATION’’

             I am mad at my parents. They are selfish, they don’t even realize if what I am going to feel. They keep on acting like they know everything, their being too strict and overprotective parents. Why they can’t just allow me to attend the party? In fact I’m not a kid anymore! It was mortifying to hear that my friends are going to the party while I am not.

            It was Friday in the morning, the day before the party. I woke up earlier to do all my household chores; I was thinking that if I would do this my parents might change their mind. But unfortunately after all the hard works I did when I ask them for the second time if I could come to the party they answer me with the most subtle voice ever and says ‘’ no’’ again. 

            I go to my room with frown of disapproval, and immediately lay down on my bed. I’m trying to dissociate my mind if I did something wrong? I always perform my tasks well, I always help my brother with his assignment and I even got a high grades last examination. So, what’s wrong with them? Is that what they called discipline? No! For me it was a stern discipline.    

            I close my eyes then I started to remember all the times that I felt disappointments, Last month when they give me a low allowance that I know to myself that they can give more of it, moreover they don’t help me with my project when I needed the most. I was completely engrossed with those things and later on I fell asleep with lots of question in my mind. 

            As I woke up, I am inclined to be a bit lazy thinking that it was the day that I’ve waited before. I leaned my elbow on the pillow and start to remember that when my parents didn’t help me with my project I’ve learned to be independent and trust to myself together with being responsible and learning to appreciate all things that I have when they give me a low allowance. I took a sigh and felt a relief that after all it’s for my own good.

            The next day when I open my friendster account, I found a picture of my friends holding liquors. I was really startled with what I found while staring at their picture I felt a sense of guilt inside of me. It got me thinking and in the process I began to link the dots. I shouldn’t be mad at my parents and instead I should be thankful to them. Now I’ve realize that it was for my own sake after all. The frown on my face was slowly replaced by a smile and in instinct I said Thank you God for a loving parent, Thank you God for your unspeakable gift.