weather news: rainy days are here again! woohoo! no more hot hot heat! =)

and so for my rainy day post, i'm opting for something 'cutesy' :

~~ childhood memories!!! ~~
let's talk about something for a change, can we?

i've always thought of myself as some kind of 'writer' ever since i was a young kiddo. i started with poetry (wrote my first uniformly-metered poem at age 7, and i still have a folder of 'em poems i've written during that era). i dabbled into story writing (more like pocketbook-writing, as i was influenced by the Sweet Valley books i was reading) but it ended as quickly as it came. i never continued writing after the fourth 'page'. so i guess even in that naive stage in life i knew i wasn't adept at descriptions. i then thought writing 'opinion stuff', or essays, would be my ground. i gave it a go, and where have i gotten so far? =p

the first essay i could remember writing was at the end of fifth grade (typed it in dad's laptop, labeled it as a 'short story' then), entitled "The Grade Five Blues". i recounted the highlights of that year, especially with my experience with the first-ever 'terror teacher' in my life, Aggie. no, wait. i ACTUALLY have a 'BOOK' of my entire grade five life, followed soon after by a special graduation year edition for grade six. there were probably about 50+ entries in each, written on separate notebooks, complete with rave reviews (by my parents, of course). it was like a blog back then... only i scribbled my sometimes-neat handwriting. i still have them.

BUT, in essence, as i dug up my old things, was another notebook that opened up a treasure trove of memories, of writings i barely remembered. the cover was my drawing of two parrots in a rainforest. this was written way back 1997 -- i must be 9 and in grade three -- and my REAL FIRST ESSAYS were chronicled there!

guess what they were about -- ANGELS! =p

ellie, known as the bitch from hell, wrote about cherubims and God's love?!?!?
i'm suffocating with laughter and nausea. *ha, ha, hack*
no, really. i was still a good girl back then! (rebel me: still am!)

but i couldn't believe i wrote this. was i as religious as a bible-thumping evangelist (or a nunnery candidate) nearly a decade ago? well, i was still innocent then. =p

the 'book' was titled "24 Ways to Bring You to Heaven". (whoa.) i'll post the two completed 'chapters' (there were only three - the third was a illustration of a rather fat guardian angel). unedited as they are, lest you accuse me of unbelievably perfect grammar, do tell me whether i still have a spot in heaven after all these years.

Chapter 1 : "Going to the other world"

We almost all believe in God. As we live, we change ourselves. It is because that we are growing up or it is like changing your old clothes to new. Sometimes we ask ourselves, "Why am I a bad boy? Why am I like this?" But sometimes we thought that it is going to be the end of the world. "Is it true?" "Are we only predicting?" after hearing a news. We say that we all die because it is going to be the end of our lives. There are many reasons when someone dies. It might be an accident, a burning house, hard attack or a stroke. We believe that there are angels. Sometimes, I dream that I am on the skies, talking to an angel. We laughed, we played and we enjoyed. It was a nice dream. Is it true that there are angels? I asked myself. You and I want to be an angel, but when we die, we go to another world. When sometimes, we believe that there are heaven and hell. We believe that we felt strange when someone died in our family. But when you are with God, He will comfort you. So love God always!

*to comment: the "hard attack" there is actually heart attack. i always hear old people pronounce it as that when i was young. (but aren't heart attacks hard attacks? =D) at least i had good spelling. next:

Chapter 2 : "Helped by an Angel"

Almost everyday in life something happens. It may be good or bad, but sometimes, one thing helps us. It is our Guardian Angels or simply Angels. I knew something about that and I'll tell you: 1. One incident at school, my teacher (science) tell our class that she was helped by an angel because when she was going down at the stairs, her heels was in the tip of the stair bar and she was going to fall down but it was balanced and she was able to hold her body and could walk again. 2. Incident at home: It was a Thursday evening, when my parents were fighting, I just prayed very hard and hope that they will be *illustration of a handshake* again. Then after that day, I asked my father, "Are you angry with Mommy?" Then he said "No". I thought to myself: Thank God they are *illustration of a handshake* again. God, I thank You that your angels are very helpful to us in Earth. And thank You for I begged for peace and You answered me. So I know that we would like to have Guardian Angels. But just have faith in God and he will give you one.

*to comment: i still remember that teacher -- she was one of my favorites. and however incoherent my sentences were, you could tell i had a very strong faith.

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doesn't it feel good??? made me feel so warm and fuzzy inside.

i'm gonna keep this for my descendants to read so they'll feel pround that their momma was once the sweetest little girl in the world. (aw, shucks!) have an awesome 'rediscovering your childhood' week everybody!

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