The loud mouth
This is my favorite anecdote about one of my bullies. You see, being bullied verbally in my opinion is always the worst. Di bale na ang pasa at galos o kahit pilay pa. Lahat yan gagaling. But when you call someone a name at a regular basis, that stays with a person a lot. And ang tukso sakin noon "abnoy". As I type this, aaminin ko me kirot pa din pag babalikan ko yan. Kasi ikaw ba naman, me pangalan ka naman. You are a normal kid lang naman like the rest. You watch cartoons, you like to be accepted just everyone else. And ako yung taong ayaw ng kaaway.
So anyway, nung grade 4 ata ako, yun yung pinakamahirap na phase ng elementary ko. Yun katabi ko lagi akong tinatawag na "Abno" or "Abnoy", it became so popular na the whole class called me that. That was my name. That was who I am. Everyday naririndi ka na tawagin ka nito. So much na uuwi ako after school iyak ng iyak sa nanay ko. There were really days na ayaw ko na talaga pumasok because of this guy na tawag ng tawag sakin nito. Para sakin of all the bullies I encountered he was the one who damaged me most.
Nagkataon nung grade 5 or 6, nakilala ko naman isang student na me cerebral palsy. And dahil yung eskwelahan namin dismissed name calling as kids being kids lang, lagi napagtritripan itong batang ito. Dun ko narealize na someone is having it worse than me. Ako nga pangalan lang, itong batang ito me sakit talaga so we became friends, and yun lalo akong naging si Abno. But eventually, nasasanay ka na tumitibay na loob mo, so sabi ok lang sige na. I just couldnt wait to graduate, get to a new school na wala ng tatawag sakin na ABNO
There was this huge scientific conference in Shangrila Cebu. It was international. All the best medical scientists in asia was gonna be there. And because it was such a huge event, malaki yung budget at lahat kaming professors sa science really wanted to join in. So I made a scientific poster, and lucky for me napili sya na isali sa conference. I was just so proud. Best of all, because of some people I was able to associate myself with over the years, libre na registration and yung hotel ko. I got to stay in Shangrila Cebu enjoying all amenities for free.
At the reception, all presenters were treated like VIP sa lobby pa lang. Nakasalubong na yung staff ng hotel to take care of our needs. And behold!!!!! my grade 4 classmate was there! He was one of the doormen! I could not in many years forget his face. So immediately I texted my mother since sya iniiyakan ko lagi. Sabi ng mother ko, eh di pagtripan mo, payback time. Utusan mo buhatin gamit mo at idry clean jacket mo, tapos bigyan mo ng tip, tsaka paalala mo ginawa sayo. Of course she was joking, but the thought actually crossed my mind. Finally! After all those years na naghirap ako, eto ako ayan ka!!!!
But I realized one thing about myself that day...... Una I am not like him.... I am not a bully. Pangalawa, I survived the toughest mentors and critics in my industry. I survived graduate school internship etc. All because of my character. And in a way being bullied made me the man I am today.
So I approached and we shared an awkward stare..... I knew he knew who I was at matindi sama ng loob ko noong araw.... But I didn't say a word. I just noded and smiled. Without saying anything he understood na I know what he did, but I forgive him. And he smiled back at me pero payuko naman