One cool Friday afternoon when I came back home from school, I found our door locked and completely closed. I knocked on the door and I was expecting someone to open it for me, but to my surprise, no one was responding. So I knocked again. And again. And again. And again. But still, no one was responding. I then looked over our window to check if there's anybody at home but I saw no one. When I finally realized that our house was completely empty, I then looked for the extra key that's usually hanging near our door but I found nothing. I looked around the ground hoping to see the missing key but there was none. I looked for my dad around the compound but I can't find him. I looked for my cousins or anybody to help me but I saw no one. Suddenly, I found myself alone with nobody to cling to--helpless. I tried everything to open the forsaken door. I used wire (trying to mimic the thieves that I see in movies), I used cement mortar, I slammed the door with my full strength, I even ruined the mosquito wire that covers our window so I could slip my arm to reach the door knob, too bad, my arm wasn't long enough to do so. I tried all those crazy things but nothing seemed to work. Unsurprisingly, the familiar mixture of frustration and desperation crawled over my being. And when I was in the point of giving up, I had a sudden realization that maybe I should slip my arm on the lower part of the window which is nearer the door knob, and guess what? I successfully reached the door knob and opened the door! I gaily went inside the house, jumping and silently screaming like a profound retard. I was never been happy to be at home like that before. It felt like our house was the happiest place on earth (beating Disneyland).
Maybe it was the effect when you're striving so hard for something or the effect of delayed gratification or both. But one thing's for sure, my spirit became full of mirth not because I had a tough time, but because I had a tough time and I OVERCAME IT. Thank God I faced a predicament, because now I can be relieved, and grateful.
Maybe it was the effect when you're striving so hard for something or the effect of delayed gratification or both. But one thing's for sure, my spirit became full of mirth not because I had a tough time, but because I had a tough time and I OVERCAME IT. Thank God I faced a predicament, because now I can be relieved, and grateful.
Also, I was proud to know what kind of attitude I have when going through an obstacle. I learned that that incident or any difficult situation unveils the hidden mindset of a person. You'll know if you're a kind of person who will just wait for things to fall into place without even lifting a finger. You'll know if you're the type who will look for solutions but when nothing seems to work, you'll just eventually give up. And you'll know if you're the one who will look for solutions and will strive hard until things work just the way you envision it to be.
Which one are you?
Which one are you?
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