St. Monica '09-'10

I was in grade 3 when my mom was diagnosed to have a cyst in her ovary. The doctors needed to take the cyst out because my mom was pregnant. It was my birthday when she was operated. I happen to have to go to school because we have a test. I became despondent at that time because i can't go to the hospital to see her. So, i cried. My teacher saw me cry and asked me why. I told her the story. She said that i should stop crying because i should think that my mom is safe and the baby, my sister, is safe too. So, i followed my teacher. I thought that they were safe. And when i came home after school, my dad said that we are going to the hospital. So, we went to the hospital. My Ninang, who was one of the doctors, took a picture of the disfigured ovary where the cyst is. She showed us the picture. It was really a disfigured ovary. After that, we went home and i became happier. :)

-- 36 Kayla Allyson C. Sanchez
I-St. Monica