The skies had been dark like a storm is coming. It had been raining the whole night long and when I woke up that day, I had fears that Sir Jonathan can’t come to school anymore due to the heavy downpour. I opted not to ask for I may just get the dreaded response. I prepared for school. Ate breakfast, brought my laptop since I thought I may just have to stop by a coffee shop after school and finish the item analysis I am doing. It was very difficult to get a ride. I wish I can afford to buy a car and save myself and my stuff from getting wet and so that I can bring more things to school for experiments and so that I can to all the places I wanna go to and I don’t have to worry about over-packing stuff and I have thought about all of these just because its raining heavily and I have no school bus anymore L When I arrived, the school seem deserted. No kids nor parents were at the gate. The guard told me that the principal decided to suspend the class lest the heavy rains cou...
If you had watched Starting Over Again, you would know this scene: Marco walks to a hospital room door bearing flowers in one hand. Comes inside and hands the flower to Ginny. Sits beside her, holds her hand and looks into her eyes. I can't remember the exact lines, but they are having their closure mpment. I want to google it but I don't have the energy. But let me write from what I remember. That scene resembles that of how ex and I broke up. I was lying in a hospital bed, in a hospital gown and an IV bag connected to my right hand while he is sitting on the bedside. Him, letting me go and me, really still lost and undecided. Just going with the flow. I admitted my mistake, asked for forgiveness which he gave and we mutually agreed to just end our two years of happy relationship. Happy, yes, it WAS a happy relationship until I got bored and screwed everything up. In the movie, Ginny couldnt take the idea that Marco had became too happy and too contented with what life...
The sun had risen on the east where it always does. I still breathe the same air I had breath last 2013 with additional smell of black powder due to the firecrackers used to welcome the new year. With additional task of cleaning out the remnants of those firecrackers too. The one thing that makes it different is that new light of hope the new day brings-- the new year brings. Another chance. Another hope. Another opportunity. The Old and New Last year, I had only planned of renewing my PRC license just to keep it updated but I got more than that. I was given the opportunity to be a teacher. It was not an easy task. This year, I am given another chance to continue the battle against ignorance together with other transformational teachers who dreams of changing the Philippines through education. Battling ignorance in the midst of sea of corrupt leaders is a collaborative effort and we had just started rocking the boat. It is a long process and every year that we continue to sail ...
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