There was fear in his eyes.
“Galit ka ba?”
This Is Your Tree.
“Hindi.”
Her eyes lit up.
“Surely ka?”
Tumango ako.
“But there’s one thing that makes me angry.”
Suddenly, he was nervous.
“Year?”
I grabbed his hand.
“Why didn’t you include me in your dream from the beginning?”
Suddenly, her eyes filled with tears.
He couldn’t speak.
I hugged him tightly.
And for the first time in many months, I felt peace return to my heart.
A few weeks later, we traveled to Cebu together.
As the car approached a small village, I noticed a lot of children playing on the road.
We stopped in front of a new building.
It is a small school.
At the top of the gate, it read:
“San Pedro Free Community School.”
I got a hold of my mouth.
“Miguel…”
Ngumiti siya.
“Surprise.”
The children slowly approached.
Teachers also came out from the inside.
Others applauded.
Others smiled.
“Thank you, Mr. Brown!” cried one of the boys.
I felt my eyes fill with tears.
Not out of sadness.
But it’s because of the sheer amount of fun.
Michael came over and grabbed my hand.
“Yes,” he said.
“This is my dream.”
He looked at the children.
“But I can’t do it alone.”
He looked at me.
“Would you like to help me run this school?”
I didn’t get an immediate response.
I looked around.
To the children who are smiling.
In a small building full of hope.
Then I turned to Michael.
At ngumiti.
“Syempre.”
That day the school opened for the first time.
Children who have never had the opportunity to study sit inside the classroom.
As I watched them, I realized something.
Minsan…
Secrets are not due to cheating.
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