Trishia Mae's Creative Nonfiction Entries

 As a humanista, and one of the fiercest to talk boldly, Trishia Mae Mendoza wasn't always like this. Trishia Mae's journey with loving public speaking was not a straight path at all. She hated it. At first, joining any poem recitals and declamation speaking competition was never meant for any of her preferences in the field of academics.  Years before, she despised any form of activities beyond writing. In accordance with her statement, "I have never seen myself stand in front of anybody for a whole minute without having my whole body frozen from fear." A contradiction of what she actually found herself loving years after.  However, of course, it was never inevitable for a student. She stumbled across multiple errors. A stutter after another. Afraid of participating through recitations. Hence, Trishia slowly became used to it.  During her First Holy Communion year, 2017, she was tasked to speaking during the Holy Mass. It was the Prayers of the Faithful. It surprise...

 Happiness is a choice, they say. But, if I had to choose one of the moments in life I've felt really joyful, it was from a vivid memory of my previous Moving Up Ceremony. Vibrant hues of lights were dancing through the four corners of the school's gymnasium. Although the construction was yet to finish and the concrete was seen unfurnished, the stage was dressed with stunning arrangements of chrysanthemum. I recall myself dressed in the school uniform, hair flattened with an iron, and bangs I've accidentally cut way too short. Despite it all. The program made me forget my intrusive decision about cutting my hair before the said day. As I've walked through the familiar concrete stage. My heart raced in a manner I will never forget. The applause echoed, and all I could hear was the genuine "congratulations" coming from my Junior High School teachers. Smiling from ear to ear, I joyfully receive the certificates I know I deserve. Dangling with the gold worn around...