The Better Days (As I Walk with Flying Colours)

Chapter 2

I was loved by the person who adopted me, the brother of my real mother.

They named me Gelo.

And they also stood as my Parents on the birth certificate and I carried their surname Tuazon.

"Gelo Tuazon"

Cute to listen to right!.

And that's also me a cute kid.

But, I was sick and often hospitalised.

I still remember Mama telling me that Papa sold his only bicycle to pay for the hospital bills.

And I still remember that I had friends who told me I am adopted child and it really stuck in my mind, and then I told my mom what is Adopted?

She says; Ah don't mind that my son .

I hugged him tightly and he hugged me too.

She said don't play with them again because they will fight you again.

I was a kinder then when I experienced crying without Mama. When I see that Mama is not around, I cry because I am afraid of the teacher.

The day also came when it was okay that Mama wasn't around, she came home after she took me to kindergarten school and would take me home in the afternoon.

I even joked then, while Teacher was teaching the names of the months, "August I read Agast".

They all laughed, and I laughed too.

Because of that I build confidence in myself as a young Gelo, that I can go with other people surrounds me.

It’s not just an ice boy who is pure play and love who wants, because in fact he has experienced exploitation.

Mama ordered my cousin who was a young man, in his fiftheen and I was only six years old.

He kissed me and held his genitals as he rode me on the back of the bike.

Such incidents happen over and over again when he is with me.

And another happening , it's class outing and we did a field trip then in a big car to the city.

We went to the park and looked at different kinds of animals.

We also went to a Japanese Tunnel, we entered there and statues of the afternoon confined to a cell.

We took photos, but I was scared of the statues and thought of punching them, but it hurt because they were made of cement.

After, we go to beach also, I couldn't help but be jealous of my classmates who were bathing on the beach.

So I followed without saying goodbye to my guardian which is my Mama , so I went to them, and later I went swimming when the waves accidentally got stronger and I was swept away.

I was ruined there, I almost died that day, it was good that they immediately asked for help to save me.

The years also passed that I graduated in Kinder garten and went to elementary school where I experienced bullying.

I'm in Grade 1, my classmates bullied me because I was wearing my underwear with poop.

I cried profusely.

They even said to one of my classmates: huy Gelo why is your a*s round what is that stuff?

They approached me and they smelled my poop, and that's why they bully me every day, and I report them to the teacher.

I also experienced a lot, I go to class just to play computer games, mortal combat and come in late with my neighbors who influenced me to do such a thing.

My classmates even invited me to play at the flagpole because the teacher left first because there was an urgent meeting.

"Don't go out of class hah, you should all just be quiet." Said Teacher.

but we didn’t listen to her, we played on the flagpole and suddenly the meeting ended without us being aware.

We heard a voice and it came from our teacher.

We were startled and ran quickly into the classroom.

Then the teacher was thoroughly angry because of what we did and not following his command.

She became violent and knocked down all the chairs and tables, he led us to the front and asked one by one who invited us to come out and play, we all cried and apologized for what happened.

Mom found out the craziness I was doing. My grade dropped and I was no longer included in the honor students unlike when I was a kinder. Grade five he transferred me to a new school.

I thought I would change there but no, I also experienced bullying in the new school.

I copied the song eternal flames, and I put it on a papeo all the lyrics.

But I really have classmates who wiggle my hand st took my pencil case where you put the song I wrote.

They read and they laughed, they teased me and bullied me with that song that said I wrote it for my male classmate and it was I would sing for him.

They all laughed and I cried, I tried to snatch the paper and pencil case but they didn't give it to me, because the Teacher hadn't come yet.

It was one of the events in my life that I will never forget, the time they all teased me and made me a funny.

One day when I was in school in the classroom, my female classmate liked me.

Crush you because you're chinito, I said are you kidding? I was silent on what he said.

I am a modest person so because of silence they told me I was gay, but I did not admit it.

But my playmates are mostly women. I have a classmate and Ashwin is so cute.

Ashwin is just near their house at school.

At first I thought he wouldn't be cut off.

I liked him even more because he was sitting in the front, and I was in the back.

he didn’t know I was staring at him every day and minute, and hour.

That’s why sometimes I can’t focus on topics.

One of my classmates noticed this, and that was Audrey, Audrey was a smart but funny person so she became a bully sometimes.

Audrey added , She said that:  Why do you look at Ashwin? Have you been staring at him one after another?

As Ashwin stand on the top of chair and entertained to us.

I replied right to Audrey: No, nothing.

I looked at the floor at the same time.

Audrey replied: Maybe you like Ashwin what?

At they teased me all.

But Ashwin just laughed as if in awe.

And because of that, I was forced to avoid Ashwin, because I knew I was the one my classmates would make fun of again.

Because of that, I also knew what I wanted, and why my heart was beating and for a man.

But despite the people who are joking, there are also people who support and not oppose me, they are the ones who will defend and will not be left behind even if we are both in trouble.

And this is my friend Jean Pearl, she defends me when my other classmates fight with me, she is smart, kind, good at drawing, and most of all generous.

He tells the classmates who bullied me to stop that because that's not good work.

We also got a lot together in our elementary days.

Every Christmas Party Jeanpearl always who gives me a gift for the exchange gift.

Fun to think of that thing, it was so iconic to haved a friend like her.