When I was eight years old, we moved to Samar for good. We lived in a rural place where there is no electricity and there is no way you can go to the town except to pass on the rutty road. Life is hard there, especially I used to live in comfort in the city.
School life also was hard. I was in grade three at the time I transferred school. There is a primary school in our baranggay, but when you are in the next level, you are forced to go to the next baranggay or town to attend school. It was hard to think that you are only grade four, walking on the rutty road (think about rainy days), carrying your bag that’s full of books and notebooks, a whole day at the school and I did those every day without skipping my classes. But what I am about to tell you is my story during the first year in a rural school. My story that inspired me to dream that one day I’ll make a library so that the students in a rural place will have an access to the free books which will help them learn.