Friday, May 22, 2009

What's the True Measure of Intelligence? (Page 2 of 3)

I just finished those conversations with my two close friends back in high school. I was able to secure their respective contact numbers from a social networking site where the three of us are members since high school days. I was lucky to have found their updated profiles, still with correct information, at least with regards their contact numbers.

The three of us were inseparable back in high school. We mostly hang out in the same places, we supported each other in our respective activities, and our respective families were also aware how close we were to each other. The two of them, Jenora and Lugina, were the brightest among our batch and I can say that it was a great deal of luck to have both of them as my closest of friends. I was the sporty tyoe while those two were highly intellectuals.

The challenge in our friendship came during our moment to graduate. The school records show that both Jen and Ludge were deserving Valedictorians. However, only one, as the school rules and regulations state, should be the Valedictorian in each school year.

Jenora was the one who simply gets what she wants. She perfected almost all examinations without spending so much time studying. She was the most easy going intellectual type of girl and Ireally admired her for that.

On the other hand, Lugina really studied so much and sometimes, when Jenora had to render some moral support for my tournaments, Lugina busied herself studying, making sure she gets the best of each examination. She was the bookworm, studious type of intellectual. While I admire her patience for studying, I resented secretly for her absense in some of my basketball, soccer, or martial art tournaments being one of my closest friends.

When the high school Principal and our Adviser in senior year called the two of them in the Principal's office, I already knew what was the problem. I knew that my two closest friends are holding the same position as the School's Valedictorian that year. I was thinking of the worse to happen, especially in our friendship, when I realized this fact.

However, after a very short period of time, barely ten minutes, the Principal's office opened and my two friends emerged out of it, with wide smiles in their faces while they walked arm-in-arm towards me. "What the hell is happening?" I had to question myself.

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