“Fly away from here. Anywheeeere……” The loud and hoppity beat of the music coming from the Nokia 6120 is enough to awaken me from my deep slumber. It is Friday, the 27th of June, 2008. As I slowly moved and stretched my still sleeping body, I uttered a silent prayer of thanksgiving. It is the day that I should be getting ready for the 3-day Online Training in Clarkfield, Pampanga.
In my 27 years of existence, this would be my very first time to board a plane alone. With the fast thumping of my heart, the sweaty palms and the rumbling sound of the airplane's engine is no help at all to calm my nerves. Maybe, a hot and strong coffee might help. But, life must go on. I must face my fears. Courage is not absence of fear, it is the mastery of it. Now, where did i hear that cliche anyway? (read more...)
In my 27 years of existence, this would be my very first time to board a plane alone. With the fast thumping of my heart, the sweaty palms and the rumbling sound of the airplane's engine is no help at all to calm my nerves. Maybe, a hot and strong coffee might help. But, life must go on. I must face my fears. Courage is not absence of fear, it is the mastery of it. Now, where did i hear that cliche anyway? (read more...)
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