Old Memories

Memory#1: Pre-mature attempted driving

One day and at the end of that day, I was waiting in the front seat of a school service of OB Montessori Center Sta. Ana. This was when I was young. I was waiting for other school-service-mates. The service was on the circulating road inside the school and the driver was outside looking and waiting for other students. As this happens, I automatically moved left to the driver's seat and honked the horn plus move the service few meters forward until the driver realized that the service was moving. It was like a strange, unreasonable automatic motivation for me to do that. I didn't even know what made me do that and why did I do that. It is this mysterious Human activity can get. We sometimes have no idea what we are really doing, because we are preoccupied by pre-consciousness.

Memory #2: Gate accidental handcuffing

I live in a apartment in Malate. This happened in the early 2000's. I went downstairs from my apartment to prepare myself for the Lobaton school service (Different School Service from the 1st Memory). As I reached the gate, I saw it handcuffed by the guard. The elevator operator told me to go to the garage which is in the posterior perimeter of the building to look for the guard who was taking care of the cars being parked. I then went back to the front and only to find out that the guard was there and the gates were unlocked.

I asked the guard if I can put on the handcuffs and he said yes. The feeling was that I was restrained from doing something. Something deprived as if I was arrested. After a few minutes, he removed the right handcuff but couldn't with the left handcuff because it was too tight. The keys didn't really work, so the guard became innovative that he got a stick to loosen the handcuff. It took around 15 to 30 minutes to remove. Within that duration, my school service came and waited for 5 to 10 minutes and yet they left me. I panicked because I knew they would leave the place and yes they did. The service conductor was frustrated that they didn't want to wait because the other students will be late if they did wait. After a while, the guard finally removed it and it left a mark on my wrist. Minutes after, my guardian came and took me to school in a taxicab with a disappointed look. My classes began on 8:30 am.

So the lesson is: "Don't touch anything on what you think is risky". So beware of the consequences.

*Special Memory
When I was young in pre-school, I remember pushing pre-school classmates off the event stage at school. Thinking, I am kinda rude and selfish. Also, in the apartment, I pushed a cat off the fire exit balcony 6 floors down and yet survived.

This could probably mean that I had a personality that claimed to have a psychopathic or anti-social touch but I am glad it didn't push through.

END: Be inspired to learn from other's experiences. That's what you call Vicarious conditioning (A type of Social Learning). It is better to anticipate than to be late when action comes in. CIAO!