Just to infinitely appreciate and show gratitude for simply
making me worth for my friends are remarkable. First of all, they don’t know me
that well. All they have are pieces of memories that coincidentally tie my raw
being with them. Secondly, poorly is my impact as regards to the batch. Even a
kid can mercilessly count them if there were any. Lastly, because of the above pivotal
reasons, I’m totally an alien. Apart and foreign to most of them including their
activities, interactions and memories, I craved a sense of belongingness.
Although my lack of presence, I’m glad for they treated and
adopted me as their own. I felt affiliated in their blessed group. A tribe
consisting of Godsend people gifted with abundant joy, laughter and the coveted
Josephian zeal. A mark filled with cooperation, camaraderie, inspiration, and
selflessness.
I am therefore proud that I was welcomed again as a parcel
of the group with open arms. How I wanted to be back in our school together
with them as we inhale and feel those walls and walk those granite paths once again.
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