Looking Through Eagles' Eyes

Soaring high above the clouds, playing along the mountains' airy peaks, the eagle. As the wind ruffles its feathers and rushes past its majestic face, one can only imagine the elation at such an experience. The King of the Skies, a mighty hunter, a majestic flier. The eagle is one of nature's most glorious animals.

Such perhaps is this glory that it has become an emblem, an insignia, a symbol of patriotic traits. There is no question that the Eagle has gained fame as a symbol of pride. No question is posed to it being our school's emblem of choice as well. It aspires us to soar to new heights and to challenge ourselves to surpass our own boundaries.

The years I spent in CSA have been the most eventful, eye-opening and fulfilling years of my life. Much more so, perhaps, now that I am in High School. I have not tried to build a reputation as an academic in this institution, but it seems that I have ascribed one. I am in no way condemning myself to a life of pure academic purpose. As it is, I have been trying to expand my boundaries and explore untapped potentials.

If you were to ask me, what the most memorable level in CSA was, I would really have to say, First Year Highschool. It was the best yet at the same time worst year of my life. Not at all because of the teachers. IN FACT! The teachers greatly contributed to it being the best year of my life!

It was during this time that I discovered myself, and found true friends. Even now, we might not be complete, but I still feel the friendship that we once shared. To say anything beyond being good friends would be foolish. This is because everything, from the moment we met, up to the details we share are fully confidential. Well, not really, but still, you get the picture.

Recently, I have felt the presence of God in my life. I have felt His presence at a level I have not felt ever before. In fact! let me share an experience. Last week was THE best week of my life! Everyday, something monumentally GIGANTIC happened. I would attribute everything to me and my friends' daily habit of going to the oratory.

The strange thing is that everyday, sometime in the afternoon, while at school. A single white feather would float down in front of me. I took it as a sign from God! My belief in his greatness has been strengthened tenfold.

Now, looking at my life through an eagle's eyes, I can say, I have a LONG way to go.