One of my childhood friends came by to borrow our celphone charger. I haven’t had a talk with my buddies for a long time, so I asked him to sit for a cup of coffee (no, not beer…) and a little reminiscing to go with it. We talked about our childhood and all the adventures and misadventures that we did then.
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Talking to a childhood friend is like talking with a brother, there’s sincerity especially if you really knew the person. It’s an honest to goodness conversation and then I realized that I missed it, the chatting. Although my friends lived only a few meters away from our house yet family and work created distance.
I asked my friend this, “What do you think if I became a pastor?” My friend laughed! I laughed. My wife laughed too. We all laughed. My friend looked at me and told me, “Knowing you, my friend, I can’t think of you being anything but the old George.” No, I’m not hurt or anything because he's just being honest.
I asked my friend this, “What do you think if I became a pastor?” My friend laughed! I laughed. My wife laughed too. We all laughed. My friend looked at me and told me, “Knowing you, my friend, I can’t think of you being anything but the old George.” No, I’m not hurt or anything because he's just being honest.
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“Why, did I not change?” I said. My friend looked at me and said that he has seen a lot of changes in me it’s just that he knows me too well; he knew of the things that I did. My friend can’t imagine me being holy or something. Well at least he’s being honest about it.
It’s been along time since I had a talk with my childhood buddies and its getting rarer and rarer by the year. We’re thinking of having a reunion. We are all now in our thirties and it’s funny because of what we all became. Two are engineers, one is a former drug user and is now a policeman, one became a pastor and is now out of the closet gay, one a former logistics manager and now a bum, one a former contractor who married an OFW nurse and is now living a pensioned life, one became a bus conductor, and I am the oddity of all the oddities, I became a student.
My life has been full of ironies. I hate school and now I’m going to be a teacher…hmmm. I laughed at being a pastor and yet I am teaching music, Sunday school and I am even preaching in the church. My gulay , I sometimes think that God is humoring me (I meant that in a nice way of course).
It’s been along time since I had a talk with my childhood buddies and its getting rarer and rarer by the year. We’re thinking of having a reunion. We are all now in our thirties and it’s funny because of what we all became. Two are engineers, one is a former drug user and is now a policeman, one became a pastor and is now out of the closet gay, one a former logistics manager and now a bum, one a former contractor who married an OFW nurse and is now living a pensioned life, one became a bus conductor, and I am the oddity of all the oddities, I became a student.
My life has been full of ironies. I hate school and now I’m going to be a teacher…hmmm. I laughed at being a pastor and yet I am teaching music, Sunday school and I am even preaching in the church. My gulay , I sometimes think that God is humoring me (I meant that in a nice way of course).
2 comments:
Parang you make it sound na bad boy ka dati, George. Mala Robin Padilla ba? LOL
He, he, he no naman. Mabarkada lang at maraming mga kalokohan...he, he,he. It's complicated.
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