Shallow narration yet optimistically imbrues the heart is how I can call The
Chapter 27 of Noli Me Tangere by Dr. Jose P. Rizal. From the gist that I have read, I
realized how this can really be relatable especially to the people of our generation
where money becomes a goal for an individual or an entire group to feel powerful and
be superior to others. Societal status these days makes up stairway for people to isolate
one from another, and it breaks my heart even just by imagining it.

When I was young and doesn’t care at all yet about reality, whenever someone
asks about my dreams, I keep saying I wanted to be this and that, all because I badly
wanted to be rich and make my parents proud. I have always been raised to believe that
money and class are not supposed to be discussed. In my household, we never ask our
parents or other family members how much money they made or any other related
questions. As I learned during our school days, many of my peers were taught the same
type of lessons as they were growing up. All in all, it seems that it has become a norm in
our society to realize that class is not an appropriate topic of discussion. From that, I
just figured out what social status meant that even a child can think of its perks. But
sadly, we only often think of how good it could be without thinking of how others would
feel, those who can’t even afford sleepers and dresses and basic necessities. Some
fight hard and fair then lose in the end but some win battles even without sweat, just
cash.

My life so far has been like Sisa in this Chapter because I keep pointing out, I
have gotten the guts to recognize who did who and what did what. I have got the
courage to divorce between right and wrong. Also, I have got the mind to distinguish
between selfishness and forgery over real sympathy, the one without masks and make
up, no filter and all.

Social class can be explained as a group of individuals that can relate to one
another regarding financial means, social status, and the culture they are a part of.
Every person is born into the social class that their parents are classified as. A middle-
class life is the best description of my upbringing because of the way my parents chose
to raise me, the culture I grew up learning, and the financial status my family balanced
over my childhood. The discovery of my place in a social class came from many

aspects, starting with the way I was raised. I worked hard for everything I wanted, which
was the result of my family instilling the values of responsibility and respect on me more
than any other attribute. My father was the type of man that felt like it was always an
appropriate time to give deep talks about life, and most of these conversations revolved
around respect and responsibility which became some of my fondest childhood
memories.

I was 9 when my father decided abroad, thinking we could have a better life even
when it means he would be away from us for a long time. No dinner or breakfast and
lunch felt complete from that day on, and I felt like the person with fretting leprosy from
this chapter, the only difference is that I was the one who built a wall so people would
not approach me asking about my life without my father by my side all those times of my
life. And that made me make my father the shining example of the fruits of sacrifice.
Just like the quote saying “Sunsets are proof that no matter what happens, every day
can end beautifully”, you will never be able to see the sunset without sacrificing time. It
takes time to be treated differently in this society, in my family’s case, it took us years
and we’re still hurdling, finding our role in the economy. And now, I can really say I was
raised well, we may not be as rich as anyone would expect and dream about, at least
we’re thought by life to sympathize and never be selfish, especially today amidst of the
pandemic.

In life, we come across challenges. Some of them make us who we are while
some tell us what we should be or the opposite sometimes. There will always be
struggles, obstacles, bad or good days, days which would never seem to end and some
you don’t want to end. Most people would make you feel like giving up, but still, look at
the brighter side, look up the sky and feel confident again, there will always be tomorrow
ahead waiting for you to win back again. Live your life with a purpose, fill the emptiness
with happiness.

Life passes down great experiences to all of us. Sometimes these experiences
go much more than just a memory, they go into life learnings. By living through these
experiences, we gain a great amount of wisdom. One's dream and aspirations to
supersede in life must be stronger and greater than limitations set forth by others. The

experience that were bestowed to me during my short life has elevated me to the
woman I am today.