But i would say my piece before it will forever end.
The fifty four hours that i have stayed in your midst is not long enough for me to say that i was so fulfilled. perhaps, i was but it is not a total fulfillment, because, like a true pro, i just want more... and more...and more.
It is so hurting to see you go. Just the memories will forever remain in my heart, but i firmly believe that one time, wee will meet again, say hi and hello, tap the shoulder, or the nape, embrace if you want it to, kiss and say goodbye again. Repeat performance of the previous seasons in my life. And so it goes, i will say my piece.
I would like to say thank you for bringing back life to me. I was supposed to be dead. But the bread and butter that you have shared have let my blood veins function again for the last fifty four hours. And not only me but for those people who are in thirst and in dire need of the sustenance that you have given to me, and Wawing, and my almost over a dozen feline friends. We survived the hunger and thirst, while i gave you the nourishment for the brain called knowledge. It is a mutual contract that bound us, and henceforth, we become friends. I was so attached to all of you, just like the previous attachments that people of the past have given to me. Still, as for now, they are still attached to me.
Thank you for the good times and the bad. The laughters. The tears. The triumphs and the defeats. Thank you for the kindness. For the loving eyes. For the hearing ears. For everything that goes in between the classroom and the outside world. Thank you so much, I will never forget those. In my heart, you will reign still supreme.
There are so many people I wish to say this.More than a hundred, and you know who you are.
Next is for the apologies. Saying sorry is not enough. I am to say I apologize for everything. For the words that just came within the way, that perhaps might have hurt some souls, afraid to speak, afraid to stand up, afraid because of my presence commanding in front. Apologies for those who were the stars of my corny jokes, those people who were sent out because of simple foolishness, and just about anything. For being so timid inside the four walls called classroom, sometimes you refer to it as prison cell, and the jail warden is me. Apologies for those whose gadgets were captured, gadgets that were a no-no inside the prison cell. For those who were busy talking while i am speaking in front, perhaps they were not interested in whatever i say or do. Apologies. For those who constantly hear the sermon from me, I am not a priest who preach, but i always make a sermon.... Apologies. For the projects that were given in radical time, which make you cram and rush and shiver, because the passing time is coming and without extension. Apologies. For everything. Apologies.
Learning is a hard process. As they always say, learn the hard way, and oh...boy... hard way it is in my midst. \
Danilo Siquig, a perfect student who wants to excel and you proved to be. Thanks for the write ups, and the stories that you have shared, Truly, you are not only the genius when it comes to life, but the master creator of philosophical creations and writings.
Sonny Soriano, a simple guy with a simple dream who was so blessed with a good voice and an excellent talent in speaking and choreography. Thank you for bringing to life an essence of sporstmanship, acceptance of defeat.
Oliver de Guzman, who likes to flash his dimples that could melt one's heart. And not only that, he exudes a presence of command and respect, and confidence. Thank you for sharing God in our midst Pastor.
Ferdinand Daileg, Julius Domingo, Marlo Domingo, Prince Charlemagne Domingo, Marc Angelo Arcangel, Romeo Talbo, Eugene Santiago, Edwin Sabado, Christian Rapisura, Mark desierto and the rest of the Maritime Department's Bravo and Charlie, you taught me to be patient as always. Your hunger for knowledge in knowing the cultures and traditions of the country is compensated with the endless, uninteresting lectures from me. Thank you also for the friendship.... Have a safe journey to your sail.
For the Education students who were so harassed by the requirements for the finals in Journalism and Creative Writing, thanks you for the time spent in my classes. I will miss the laughters, that lately were not present.
For my IT nad HRM students, hasta la vista guys. I will treasure the moments that we are so bonded, and we just spent the day laughing while learning.
Lest I will mention are the Accountancy students whom I spent the time with gladness. My three to five schedule every MWF, thru light and dark, thru thick and thin, thru triumph and defeat, thru everything.. were one of the best in my teaching career. Thank you so much for not bringing me back to life, but my spirit was so alive in your midst. Your classes is the epitome of what we educators say: Learning is FUN.
