when i was small, my mom used to take me to the market with her and i would see kids not much older than i selling kalamansi, little citrus fruits, in a weaved flat basket. once i was asked what i wanted to be and i said, i wanted to sell kalamansi. an odd idea for a little kid.
just last week i was in the ICU taking care of this little girl and i asked her if she wanted to be a nurse just like her mom and she said no, that she wanted to sell things.......
its funny how as children we were content with such simple things. how insignificant experiences could shape our lives. out of all my experiences the deviled ice cream i magnolia fun house really made a mark, and how a trip to sanrio to buy bobby and kate erasers were very much treasured. what about being in a little halohalo shop in the market waiting for my mom to come back for me. i could picture these events in my mind like i could relive them over again, like they happened just yesterday.
yet they happened a long 20+ years ago.....
here i am struggling to finish training as a a pediatrician, struggling because i only have a few months to go until i become a senior, the last line of defense (hehehe!)
........a long way from selling kalamansi
Monday, October 23, 2006
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