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My First on Firsts Narrative
Esguerra, Aya Micaela Q.
English1 Narrative Essay

My First on Firsts

Never have I ever been the risk-taker type of person. I kept on rationalizing and reasoning out that things should be done according to a valid purpose just to avoid being asked to do them. And frankly, I found every purpose or reason other people trying to convince me tell, in any way possible, invalid. I have escaped many adventures in life and lost opportunities that were already laid out in front of me. I practically think I even consider almost everything a waste of my time. Being the law-abiding citizen that I am, I thought life should be lived only according to every rule that was set. I was extremely obedient to the point that when my mother says I can’t leave the table unless I finish my food, I really didn’t move. And when she got back to check on me, she saw me sleeping beside my untouched lunch.

I grew up being prohibited to a lot of things because I was taken care of a little too much by my grandparents. I did everything as they say. It was a mortal sin for me to disappoint any member of my family. I never asked for anything material as a reward either because I thought I didn’t deserve any. You could just imagine me as this shy and quiet type of little girl, prim-and-proper. ‘Di makabasag-pinggan, like how most people see me. I think it was crystal clear that I should let everything go to the right direction.

I have this friend from elementary who is exactly the opposite of me. I also don’t know how on earth we became friends but probably because she was friends with everyone from our class. She was outgoing, adventurous, super confident, and fun. On this particular day that still lingers in my memories, we were together first thing in the morning as we, with the whole class, were waiting for our teacher to arrive to class. As usual kids, we played games with the others on the school grounds: patintero, agawan base, marco polo, jackstone, 21.

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