A friend Through a Friend's Eyes

(I should be doing this on Wordpress. But I just want to share this on here to, just because.)

Who is that girl? That girl with the bright eyes looking out the window? Her name is Florabel. A woman, disguised as a girl. Well, not really. she's only eighteen, and to this writer, she will always be her little cousin.

I was asked to write a personality sketch. And who better to write about than the girl who has not only been a cousin, but a friend to this writer?

What can I say about this girl? I guess I should start from the beginning. She is the youngest child in her family. she has three older brothers and two older sisters, all of them have finished school and are now making names for themselves.

Florabel wishes to do the same someday and make her parents proud of her. She is a third year Human Resource Development Management (HRDM) student in PUP. She originally wanted to be an Electronics Communication Engineer (ECE), but she ran out of slots during the day of the interview, and so she was sent to HRDM.

Hardworking. This is a word to describe this eighteen year old. More often than not, she has taught this writer a thing or two about time management. She would come home at past seven every night, and after dinner, would begin to study for a test or would do homework. I have also known her to stay up all night doing all her school work, which, at one point, has made her father worry about his little girl.

Good grades and a bright future. that is all she wants in life.

She is generally friendly, and has a lot of friends. But she chooses whom she opens her heart up to. Her family is what she considers to be her best friends. Having been raised in an environment where family importance is always emphasized, she somehow grew into it and developed herself with this belief.

She is compassionate and is always ready to help a friend in need. She gives good advice to friends who ask for it. and for her, a friend is someone who doesn't need to see you everyday, but you won't forget that you are friends. and when the other is in need she would always be prepared to help her friend out. That is Florabel to her friends.



One might say that she is just a typical teenage girl with nothing special in particular. But to the writer and to everyone else close to her, she is a special girl without whom their lives would be bland. Through the eyes of this friend, Florabel is someone worth keeping. and I'd like to thank God that I was born not only as a friend to her, but also, family.

And that, my friends, is Ms. Florabel Josephine A. Jorge through the eyes of a friend.



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