David Aeron

     As I write this as my last entry for this blog, I feel extremely emotional as I reflect on my first days as a Maxwellian. Let us start at the beginning.      My emotions were mixed when the roster of Grade 10 students in their respective sections was released to the general public. I was a Maxwellian. I felt surprised and glad, and at some parts, I felt uneasy and nervous, for our sections were shifted and mixed with the other section already after becoming classmates for three years, and it was a hassle for me to meet and get to know my new classmates again.      Group chats were created, messages were exchanged, and greetings were shared with each and every one of us, expressing their utmost happiness and pleasure as they were also excited about the fact that we had new classmates, or maybe the classes were back to their original setup as they were before the pandemic struck.      Fast forward to the first day; it was no...

     D reaming and expecting what you will be in the next ten years may sound nuts now that we are still in our adolescent years. Some may say, "Enjoy your childhood; you will never be young again when you turn old and wrinkled", or "Don't make haste on other things; just enjoy and have fun at the moment", but we cannot deny the fact that the future can already be foretold and foreshadowed based on our interests, goals, and principles in life.       After a decade, I would see myself as a registered nurse. I imagine myself walking on the corridors and hallways of the hospital or medical center I am working at, wearing my scrubs with a matching stethoscope on my shoulders and a clipboard and pen on my right hand. I have a nameplate on my uniform that says, "David Aeron Y. Arellano, RN", taking pride in the service and dignity my profession holds. I am serving my patients with the best of my abilities and also helping them with the warmest and most carin...