I’m a juvenile delinquent sent to boy’s town for rehabilitation. This thought came to my head as I was eating sayote and bulad (bisaya for dried fish) for breakfast. I guess it was long overdue – that I should’ve been sent to boys town when I was younger for all the trouble I did back in the day. Or maybe, I was really meant to be here to re-examine my purpose and assess whether or not I’m living to fulfill God’s destiny.
If you have read my blog and followed it closely, you will see how God seemed to have orchestrated everything that’s been happening in my life. This also gave me peace when I finally pulled the trigger and decided to swap my chinos and plaid shirts to plain work clothes and live a simpler life.
(A humble farmer’s meal)
When I went to Bukidnon I wasn’t completely clueless of what I signed up for. I felt that this is another one of those seminars I had and i’ve already prepared myself for it. I suddenly remembered the icebreaker I used to do in training where you think of an adjective that starts with the first letter of your name. I would’ve introduced myself as Arrogant Aaron. Even before this started I was already full of pride. Everything changed as soon as I was about to hit the sack – I realized all of a sudden that I no longer am in my comfort zone and things are starting to get a bit more interesting. Just to give more context, my friend described my pillow as a big dish sponge so go figure.
(This is how my calendar looks like now)
They weren’t kidding when they had us do field work everyday and to say that it’s the most difficult, is an understatement. But one lesson I learned from it is that hard work develops character. I had numerous epiphanies when I lifted the loaded wheelbarrow or whenever I raise the hoe with sweat all over my body, numbing arms, back pain and all and bury it back to the ground. I can’t say that I’m a completely changed person but I know that the sayote meal I had the other day, to me, perhaps is the most expensive meal I ever had in my entire life because I understand the amount of hard labor required to grow and harvest it.