Life’s Lessons

Eight years ago, we were in Cebu City. Ace lives in his uncle’s house in Banawa while I live with our preacher’s family in Mabolo. From downtown (where we usually go) we should go on different directions when going home. Since Ace was over protective that time (and I cannot be trusted on going home alone especially if I ride a jeepney), he walks me home in Casal’s Village no matter what time it is in the evening. Travel time from Mabolo to Banawa is around an hour and I cannot just help but worry about Ace going home to his Uncle’s place because he has to pass by a squatter’s area and I don’t think it is really safe. So what Ace does is call me when he’s home and everytime Ate Maricor (the preacher’s wife now our 2nd parent) hands me the phone, she teases me with her remarkable smile saying “checking…”. By then I could only sleep because I know he’s home, safe and sound. Looking back, that was the only thing we could do to inform each other that we are home, safe. Though we have cellphones, calling through landline is better because it’s free!*lol* If only gps systems is widely used then (oh well, until now not many are using it in this part of the globe), it would have been easy to monitor each other’s location. And it would be helpful for us to go to the exact location of the company where we are called for an interview (because we are job hunting that time). We would not have experienced being lost and worst, being late for an exam or interview.