Where it all started; I want to be a Seaman.

"This is where dreams started, I tell you- find what is your niche. What is it with you, why you are doing this. Well, as a Filipino we all know what this is for, it will always for the Money. But I tell you this is about you, a human lifespan only have about 90 years, luckily. To live a life about money ain't worth living, but, a life with knowledge, experience, and dreams is worth living. Becoming a Marine is a risk it has everything you need, and being an Engine/Deck Marine ingest what you learn, love , and do it everyday it will remind what you truly have for a lifetime. Dream big even if after you achieve it. Before anything else, tell this to yourself why did you start dreaming for this? then maybe you can reach the after part of your dream."

"A father is a man who expects to his son to be as good a man as he meant to be.
but a man who watches his sons grows up from far and still with his care, is a man worth calling a Father."

For 18 years, I have live my life blissful no- scratch that. Okay so, to be honest its all just a childish game yet honestly I was on my way to that, to the so called- Seaman. My father is a seaman, he is a one of the bravest man of the sea, who did not easily give up for 28 years and adding more. Some, Seafarers given up after 10 years or after 15 years per se. Why?, well, life at sea wasn't that easy, it has climate changing states, homesick, raging waves, diseases, and probably because they can already handle themselves by their sucessful businesses. We all know our childhoods, also came to the point that we argue about what will we become someday. I have this my childhood cousin, of which we fought over which is the best one, would it be a Seaman, or a Soldier?. Comically, we talk about a lot of things why you should be or not, as a kid we thought of sharks, bulllets, and quick deaths. But it did not began there, it begun before when I was a kid, my loving father was always been there, to have a father work abroad it is saddening, I remember when he left us, I was like around 5 years old or so, I was running towards the entrance door of the Airport, seeing him left, I cried a lot, as I was desperate to be with him, and to grow up everyday without a father is not really that good, I learned thing and computer became my niche. So, because of this I also wanted to be a Seaman like my father, maybe because to comfort me when I was a child, they said a lot of great things about Seaman. But to be honest I never heard from them, how difficult, frightening, and hard the job at sea. They only see good things, because what grace he brought up from work at sea. This is the start of my dreams.