All about me
According to Dan Rather, “If difficulties were known at the outset of a long journey, most of us would never start out at all”. Hi, I am Stoic Lyn from Cebu, Philippines. A mother of two handsome boys. Forty-two years old and a teacher by profession. My life was full of adventure. I was born into a big family that is financially challenged. I spent most of my childhood and teenage days in the market where I learned to trade at the age of six and sew dresses at the age of eight to help my parents earn money to make ends meet.
During college, I applied as a working scholar at a prestigious school in Ozamiz City. We were two thousand three hundred six applicants who took the exam and interviewed for twenty scholarship slots. Fortunately, I was one of the twenty who got a slot. In my first two years in college as a working student, I was assigned as an assistant in the school’s bookstore where I first experienced conducting sales inventory. In my third year in college, I was assigned to the school canteen where I met and greeted a lot of students and made some friends.
In my fourth year, I was assigned to the comfort room where I experienced cleaning other people’s messes. I graduated with a degree of bachelor in Elementary Education but unfortunately was not able to experience wearing a toga, why? Because we don’t have enough money to pay for the graduation rites expenses. My life was not easy back then, but I was happy because I learned a lot and have used it in my present situation.
My Fallen Angels
When I passed the board examination, I came here to Cebu to seek a greener pasture. I lived with my aunt who chose to be single for life. She’d been my foster mom since then. To have a picture of her, she’s loving, very supportive, and extremely conservative when it comes to the norms of society. For her, if you’re a teacher you must uphold the said norm. At the age of 28, I met my husband and because of the love on fire (LOL) we committed pre-marital sex and got pregnant. We immediately planned to get married and ask first for the blessing of my foster mom and then my biological mom. Thankfully we got the blessings we asked for from both parents.
Before everything was set, the time, venue, guests, and all, my foster mom got extremely angry at me, I don’t know the reason why. She even told me not to step into her house anymore from that moment on. I thought maybe she didn’t agree with my man or maybe she got angry that we committed pre-marital sex or was because of my pregnancy before getting married. Whatever her reason is, I just don’t know. Though she got angry, the wedding went on.
A week after our wedding we had in-service training for one week. It so happens that she’s one of the speakers daily. Every time her turn to speak came she didn’t miss a chance to humiliate me, though she didn’t name me, yet teachers knew it was me for I am the only niece who lived with her before. Though ashamed I just smiled in front of the teachers but deep in my heart I wanted to cry and vanish. For the whole week, we had the same scenario. After that event, we went back to our stations and went on with our daily lives. Every night since then I agonize over the pain from humiliation, I can’t help it.
Exactly six months after that incident, one of my co-teachers noticed that my belly was getting smaller when it should get bigger. I was alarmed by that comment, so I immediately went to the obstetrician for a checkup. The doctor advised me for an ultrasound, she said she just wanted to be sure. So, we scheduled for ultrasound.
On the day of the scheduled ultrasound, it was found out that I bear not only one child but 3 children, sadly all of them had lost their heartbeat. I can’t explain the pain I felt during that time, I never experienced such pain in my whole life. My tears kept falling from the moment I stepped out of the ultrasound room to the bus until I got home, I didn’t even know how I had gotten home.
During that time my husband was at work, and when he knew of the bad news, he calmed me down by suggesting that I have a second opinion. Indeed, we went for a second and even third opinion, but the result is still the same. My Angels had fallen. So, an extraction was scheduled then. According to the doctor, it happens because of emotional stress. Most mothers would say, there is no greater pain than to bear a child, but for me, there is no greater pain than to bury them.
My Hobbies and Interests
I’m fond of watching movies and reading novels, may it be print or digital. Adventure and love stories are my favorite. Whenever I’m stressed at work or home my flowers serve as my stress reliever, and in my garden, roses are my favorite. Before typhoon Yolanda hit our small barangay, I had ten types of roses but now I only have 3 left. Indeed “hobbies are great distractions from worries and troubles that plague daily living.”-Bill Malone.
The Reason Why I Joined Hive
My interest in joining Hive was ignited by my co-teacher, who gave me a little insight about this platform, the kindling interest was brought to fire the moment I attended the orientation with the knowledgeable speakers in the persons of 
I am looking forward to sharing some life experiences with life lessons soon and hoping for your precious time and wholehearted support.
