mY aUtObIoGrApHy
My name is Renz Marione M. Bulseco and I lived in B28 L11 P2, Elenita Heights, Catalunan, Davao City.
I was born on August 01, 1990 and that's ummm...probably Wednesday. It was 11:25 pm when my mom delivered me in San Pedro Hospital.
My earliest memory that I could recall is that when I was one and a half year old. That was the time when we transferred city but for a while. We went to Zamboanga City together with my mom. I could
recall that I used to fly kites and play with my helicopter. I could also recall the days when my neighbor told me that there were "aswangs" in our backyard. I was so scared at that time that I could
hardly get to sleep. Alas! we finally went home to Davao. My mom was seven months pregnant with my brother at that time. When I was three years old, my mom send me to school, Stella Maris Academy
of Davao. Many of my classmates cried so hard because they want their mother, father and even their personal yayas to come inside the classroom. I was the only one who didn't cry at that moment. In
fact, I quarelled with some of my classmates. Because I'm too naughty at that time, I stumbled at the pavement outside of the classroom and make my gum bleed profusely, and I was absent for seven
days in a row! When I was in kindergarten, my Chinese teacher scold me for being talkative inside the classroom, so she sent me outiside the classroom...under the heat of the sun. I was absent for 3
days because of that unearthly punishment. Finally, the day arrived when I was in my Prepatory years- the memorable one. My teacher always praised me to have a nice penmanship (writing) which make
myself proud. But what makes me feel bad at that time was being late in the class. I usually arrive in the school about eight o'clock and I must stay outside the classroom. There was a time that I forgot
my bag and I only brought my lunch box. Funny isn't it??? Elementary days is very memorable to me. When I was in grade one, I didn't expect to be the top ten. Also that was the time when I can't breathe
during Filipino and Sibika Day due to my asthma. That was also the time that I had dengue. When I was in grade 2, I was voted to be the class president in the classroom. Truly, I still managed the whole
class even half of my classmates were talktative. Finally, I reached grade three, my favorite elementary days. That was the time I got the highest average in my entire life. Grade four and grade six...too
boring!...But my hatest elementary days is grade five. Maybe because of the class adviser or my classmates or is it me??? Well enough of that...Highschool days is the most memorable in my life. That was
the time that cheating is very rampant. And all of those teasings in the teachers who are very rude everyday and you know what I mean. Today, while I type my autobiography, I wish that God will guide me
and shower some blessings and He will continue to guide me always.
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