Wednesday, July 16, 2008

My Graduation Day

I graduated highschool ten years ago. That day was special. You see, my father came late so I have to march with my sister. Anyway, after the ceremony ended, I saw him at the back row of the gym. I felt sad he did not see me receive my diploma but still, I took a deep breath, smiled my best smile and walked towards him. He was about to explain why he was late but I stopped him. I simply thanked him for coming while I showed my diploma. While we were exiting the gym, I can see parents giving gifts to my fellow grauates. My dad saw it too and I knew how he might have felt. I know deep inside him he was crushed by the fact that he did't give me something. But I totally understood. We have no extra money for gifts. So we went to a small store. He bought me and my sister coke and "pande coco". He never said a word. He just smiled all the time. We just sat there. No words said as we slowly enjoyed his 50 peso treat.