It was on my college days when I first heard about blogs. It was then that I was
starting to familiarize myself with computers, internet and the whole World
Wide Web.
But
years before I studied college in the city, I was ignorant of computers and the
internet. I even didn't know then how to turn a computer on, even though our
school already had computers and we had our computer class during my senior
year in high school. I would always ask my classmate, who's familiar with
playing computer games, to turn the PC on every time we'd have computer hands-on classes. I was then so afraid I could destroy it with just a single wrong
button click. All I know back then was how to open the Microsoft Word and
begin typing the famous and widely used "The Quick Brown Fox..."
phrase. That is so long as I could remember. And reminiscing
those days just makes me smile.
Back
when I was in my elementary years, I started to gain interest in reading
stories and in different literary works. I could still clearly remember that in
every start of the year, I would always feel that excitement of receiving our
new books. I studied in a public elementary school and books for every subject
were given to us by our teachers in every subject at the start of the school
year. I would always anticipate our new English and Filipino books. It's all
because of the excitement I feel wanting to read the stories in it. Although my
favorite subject was Mathematics, but I sure do really enjoy reading stories. I
read a lot of stories back then and that it gives that inexplicable young joy.
The joy that triggers my imagination and curiosity to go beyond the world I
know. Reading stories then takes me to a different world - a world where the
story itself revolves. It seems to me then that while reading, the events of
the stories seems just passing right before my eyes. I seem to be just looking
at the characters, just right near them, unnoticed, and just plainly being right
there, right at the moment as it happens. It seems that I am part of the moment
but not with the story itself. The events seem just happening right in front of
me. I could only think and wonder then how powerful imagination is and how it wonderfully wanders. And being
young, I truly enjoyed those times. It feels like I’m in an adventure into a new world where everything seems magical, where everything ends in a happy ever after
or where in every end of the story, the good side triumphs and lessons are
learned.
When
I was in high school, that interest in reading stories still remains within me.
But then the stories I read were becoming closer to what’s in it in the real
world. The stories I mostly read then reflects the different faces of life. Hardships.
Struggles. Success. Well, maybe it just shows that there is really growing up.
The interest on magical and heroic stories is still there but stories of the
real life also started to grab my attention. The drama of someone’s life seems
to connect within my own personal story. I think it’s that connection that
makes me want to read more about those stories. It made me realized then that
stories not just broaden my imagination but also makes us realize plenty of things
about life and living it. It is in those years that the stories of love seem to
be the center of attention. It seems that those years, the complicated drama of
love has taken into my center stage. Those were the early days when real life
stories began to influence my life.
Now
after all the flashbacks of my life, here I am, living an everyday with
computer in front of me and the Internet. My line of work is
with computers. A completely different scenario of where I was before. Yet, one
thing remains – my love for stories. That feeling I had when I was in my
elementary years, still remains. It still lives within me. Though I seldom have those days of reading books but I now have those days of reading blogs
and writing my own stories to tell. It is the same joy that I feel, the same
inspiration and motivation I get when I read stories. The life stories and
experiences I have read are truly amazing, those that seems connected to me. And
it is with that same feeling and inspiration that pushes to write mine. I’ve
been into blogging lately, though I have multiple failed attempts in the past
but now, I wanted more. I wanted to write more about my life, experiences and
lessons and those that gives feeling of joy, inspiration and motivation.
Stories.
Blogs. Reading and writing them. All are connected by that same wonderful feeling.
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