NAME: JOHN REY D.

OLOY SCHEDULE: 1:00-2:00 MWF TBA

SUBJECT: READINGS IN PHILIPPINE HISTORY MODULE 1

COURSE FACILITATOR: LESSON 2, LET’S ENGAGE

MY UNFORGETABBLE EVENT IN MY LIFE

It was year 2005, an afternoon of a Saturday; my siblings are taking their naps and my
father went to his work. I cannot sleep that time that is why I went out to play with my friends.
My father and my playmates fathers are co-workers that is why we decided to visit them at their
working area. Because it was a construction site and it was very dangerous, our parents asked as
to go home and play somewhere safe. So, we decided to go home instead.

Then I felt so sleepy and dizzy. At the same time, it was like someone was shoving me
and calling my name. But I cannot barely recognize him/her because my vision was blurry.
Surprisingly, I regained my senses and woke up. I felt that my whole-body hurts so I started to
cry. Then I saw my parents rushing onto me. They suddenly hugged me and I can feel the
different negative emotions that they are experiencing at that time. I can feel the worry, sadness,
fear, etc. Because of that I cried louder and harder as I can. After that I asked my parents why
does my body hurts and why I am at the hospital. Then they told me the whole story. I
discovered that I met an accident; I was bumped by a ten-wheeler truck. My lower body were
crushed and it seems that I have no chance to survive. I was delivered late at the hospital and it
seems that the situation there is not good because there were many patients and all the staffs are
busy. My parents told me that they begged the nurses to check at me but no one was listening.
My parents do not know what to do. They cried and prayed to God not to take me from them.
Then my father remembered that he has a friend which is a doctor and he contacted him. And
thank God! The doctor replied immediately and told my father not to allow me to fall asleep
while waiting for him. And I know it! My father was the one who was shoving and shouting my
name. After an hour Dr. Amdengan arrived and I was brought immediately at the operating
room. My parents were relieved and very thankful because my operation went successful. Three
days past and my parents began to worry again because I am not waking up. But on the fourth
day after my operation, I woke up crying.

This was the saddest Christmas for our family. However, we considered it also as a blessing
because miracle happened to me. God did not allow me to die early, He gave me a second chance
to experience the beauty of his creation and to be with my family.