Ciara Kirsten Maramba
Autobiography of Ciara Kirsten O. Maramba
I am Ciara Kirsten O. Maramba, born on November 8, 2008— someone who is persistent, empathetic and intellectually curious that is rooted in the cultural landscape of the Philippines in Dagupan City of Pangasinan. Growing up, my path was never smooth. I learned early how to navigate complexity. As a child, I felt the tension between what was taught and what was lived, between systems that excluded and stories that deserved to be heard. I carried questions that didn’t have easy answers, and dreams that felt too big for the boxes I was placed in. But I also carried resilience—woven from family, community, and the deep-rooted beliefs and values that have been taught to me.
My educational journey began at YMCA of Pangasinan, where I first stepped into the world of formal learning. In Grade 1, I transferred to La Salette, and from Grades 2 to 6, I continued my studies at Oakridge International School of Young Leaders (OISYL), a place that nurtured my early curiosity and leadership potential. In Grade 7, I transitioned to La Marea, before returning to Oakridge for Grades 8 to 10—a move that deepened my academic foundation and personal growth. Currently, I am pursuing the Humanities and Social Sciences strand at Kingfisher School of Business and Finance.
I find joy in making learning meaningful—for everyone. People tell me that I light up when complex ideas finally click for someone, especially when I translate them into something clear. I find a quiet thrill in writing until it is full with clarity that I have been wanting to express. Writing is something that speaks to both the heart and mind.
I am a young woman who is full of aspirations that will be fulfilled in the future. I dream of becoming a graduate for AB psychology. This becomes an extension of my heart and intellectual learning. I am drawn to people— not just because of their behaviors, but the contexts that have shaped them. It’s not about just diagnosing, it’s about learning and helping people to make them understand their inner worlds.
My journey is barely done, it is not close to done. My story is still unfolding. There are still questions I haven’t answered, stories I haven’t told, and parts of myself I’m still learning to understand. However, the path has become more bearable with time. I carry my experiences with pride—not as burdens, but as proof that I’ve lived, learned, and loved deeply.
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