By Jan Vicente B. Pekas
As this is being written, on a Thursday night, the news of class suspension for pre-school to high school has just been posted. As many would expect us college students will just simply laugh and look on with jealousy deep down, but we can always take matters into our own hands and just simply stay in tomorrow. But the workload would just simply drag us out of bed and thrust us straight into the torrential rains. Dry shoes and good-smelling clothes be damned.
This news reminds me again, the times have truly changed and so is the way we see the world. I can remember nights like these back then. I would pray hard because a Friday of all days would be the perfect day for suspension. Now, you can’t even hope for a suspension since the disappointment is an unnecessary hit on your morale that is already way down thanks to a plethora of assignments still undone. And you will need all the energy you can get towards the end of a semester.
So come tomorrow, there will still be students running about. They will have wet clothes and wet shoes, some of them will even resort to wearing slippers to school. But this is expected, after all this was how our parents described college life way back then. They mentioned of hardships and days where we would have to fight against the rain to make it to class. Along with parents warning us, I can also remember my high school teachers saying the same thing.
With the tough creatures that they are, the students will go directly against the rain to make it in time for attendance. This had already been the norm and perhaps continues to be so. Through thick and thin, it is expected that we pull through regardless.
It can be important to remember the toys we had as children. We had our favorites, the ones that resisted our tantrums no matter how much we threw them. The ones we always took with us wherever we went and forgotten in random spots in the house only for our parents to return them to us. We ignored them on some days and just left them wherever without care. One day they suddenly break and we wish we had treated them better instead as we cried desperately for new ones.
College students are tough but fragile at the same time. With the amount of tension already within their minds and bodies one single push can break them at any given day. Though they enjoy much independence they still need to be taken care of by the leaders of society.
They are still human after all. They won’t grow being left in the dark like molds or remain shiny like toys despite irresponsible treatment but can only grow better with attention and focus.**
