I LoVe My PhOnE

By my being very clumsy for the second time i lost my mobile phone but then I've always been lucky because my stuff loves me that much that they come looking for me whenever I am separated from them (I'm that loveable). I dropped my phone in a taxi. I guess I was half asleep at the time, no longer minding what's going on around me. I was still unaware that I have unintentionally abandoned my phone it was only until i wanted to see what time it was did i start to wonder where in the world i have put it. Was not in my pockets, not in my bag, not in my friend's bag either. and then there i started to panic but tried not to show it in my face because i don't want my friends to worry. In my head I'm like this "GOODNESS! I LOST MY PHONE! WHERE! WHEN!" and that tiny self of mine called my conscience is frantically telling me to run after that taxi cab or go check places i've went to in SM! But then i have to look composed and poised so I just calmly told my friends "oh i lost my phone". Deep inside I wanted to cry. I might have appeared not to care but that phone meant a whole lot to me. My father gave me that phone despite not having a job anymore. I guess the past few months that he stayed at home, no longer able to provide us with what we need he was feeling useless. It was on that one time that he was able to give us a phone, though not the hi-tech or expensive one, did we again see how happy he was to feel useful. My concern at that time was that what if my father would feel i didn't value what he gave me. how can i tell him that i lost his gift? That was what i was so sad about mostly. I went home and in hopeless attempt to solve this problem I called my number using my sister's phone. It rang but no answer. i went to bed feeling awful. Early morning I couldn't believe my eyes! It was a message from my phone telling me that I can have my phone back. Indeed I am a very lucky person for this is the second time my phone came looking for me. I am very lucky because the ones who have picked my phone knew how much i valued it.

So now i got my phone back and I couldn't be much happier. When i return home for christmas my father will see me using the phone he gave me. My phone is a simple reminder of my father's love to us. ^___^ Any gift no matter how small and simple if given from the heart is much priceless and should be treasured.