"This is where I belong." I told Lals as we were jogging around the baseball field of Meralco, as prerequisite warmup for learning more about ultimate frisbee. I've always felt comfortable in the field. It's a stage wherein you don't have speak to prove how good you are. No pretentions. Just talent and skill and creativity. All you need to do is bring your game and let it speak for yourself. I didn't say I was good in frisbee. There are a lot of people out there that have been playing since it started/became popular and I wouldn't want to compete with that. All I'm saying is that I belong in the field. I belong in the basketball courts. The Power-ups and the gyms. I am most fulfilled when I play. The smell of the green grass. The killer instinct of wanting to win and score. To top it all off, it rained. And I could never feel anymore comfortable than that. To play in the rain. And feel nature playing along with you. I should've been a PE teacher. I should've taken up a physical education course and taught kids how to take care of their body. Instead, I spend 8-12 hours a day infront of the computer and wonder at the end of the day whether I've accomplished anything at all. I've envisioned that if I teach kids, I could inspire them to dream and do what they want to do when they grow up. I could instill in them life lessons that I acquired from my parents and older people. I could have them off drugs and other things that just distract and don't contribute to their growth. That is my dream. This is my vision. I will teach them to compete and value sportsmanship at the same time. I will hone whatever talent they have and increase their potential, giving them lots of opportunities even at such an early age. Best of all, I'll be doing what I love to do. Being out in the open field, learning as much as I can and teaching all that I know.
I choose to.
