What I ought to know

For a week, I am constantly sitting in this swivel chair, thoughts running inside my head as the hands of the clock continue their ticking sound. I am indeed running with time, thinking of better ways on how to consume my fifteen days in a worthwhile manner.

For a week, I am in a constant face-to-face encounter with this monitor, my fingers working like gaga over the keys of this board. Loads of writing stuff to do that would bear what I have learned for almost 14 years inside the so-called classroom. I hope this one makes me a lot better.

Brochures, leaflets, pamphlets—they are my certified friendships for a week now. I spent my hours in the morning with them, and sleep at night with them beside me. Everyday, another information is being revealed to me about them. Surfing the net—the encounter is inevitable.

For a week, I have known what I ought to know. I guess this sounds true because I am handling the task of writing about APFTI where I am working at. The constant encounter made my realizations wider and my knowledge broader. Those were reflected in what I write and how I live as of this moment as a part of the advocacy.

APFTI, thanks for the encounter. Thanks for the experience.


-leslie