The sun was blazing overhead, but Jayden hardly noticed. This was the day of his graduation as Summa Cum Laude from a prestigious university. Beside him stood his parents—Mang Karyo and Aling Ising—holding a worn woven bag and a small hand fan.
They had come all the way from the province. The wrinkles on their hands showed the hardship of a lifetime spent farming. Mang Karyo wore his favorite faded polo shirt, while Aling Ising wore an old dress that had clearly seen better days.
But what stood out the most—both of them were wearing simple rubber slippers.
“Mom, Dad, let’s go inside,” Jayden said, filled with pride.
However, when they reached the gate of the auditorium, they were stopped by a strict coordinator, Mrs. Villaflor. She looked at them from head to toe with clear disgust.
“Excuse me,” Mrs. Villaflor said sharply.
