Memorable Days Long Gone

Memories of the past still remind me so far, especially those days when I was in college; my membership in a number of organizations, a learning experience, filled with laughter. Each year to celebrate our college fair, different motifs, booths, and programs; a message of gratitude and thanksgiving, a Eucharist that punctuates the whole event. I can’t forget when we used to visit those institutions for the poor and sick people; with our songs to entertain most of them, truly a soulful experience, an inward longing. I used to watch musical concerts with others, some of my friends and other schoolmates; sharing our appetite for both classic and pop a delight to my soul, a gift to my inner quest. Then being a member of the school organ writing became my favorite pastime; it’s like a foretaste of being hired as one both in journalism and literary style. I took part in theatrical performance with sleepless nights of our rehearsals significant roles I ever portrayed, ah a memorable experience, a way to recall. I used to hang out with friends and schoolmates near the cafeteria or school auditorium our exchange of news, novelties and others shaped my relationship with friends. Those memorable years in college are part of my precious past, so far; I would say it’s also a treasure-trove of relationships in friendship style. But those years were also saddened by the death of my oldest brother, along with my grandmother, I really mourned and cried. That pushed me hard then to keep going, To study hard and bring me closer to God this realigned me to where I was heading for to serve God and people across the world.