Third year is seriously a blast but sadly everything has to end, even happy ones. Every moment I had spent during this year was memorable may it be good or bad. It's those moments that you wish time doesn't exist. Instances you want time to take a rest and stop from moving all together. It's just that good. Sadly, that isn't possible and as time marches on, there is nothing we can do but enjoy it while it lasts for no one knows when this kind of moments will come again, or it may not come ever but that's okay since if we hold on to these memories in our hearts, we will be always to reenact or re-feel those times, those happy moments. A ton of these moments were felt, were brought to heart during the last subject of every weekday, English.
English is not only a subject but it's also a place, a way of life. Those different literary pieces that would just make you feel that you were part of them, times you wish that you become a different person. Ma'am has a way with people. She knows how to make the topic interesting even if you don't like it. She's just that good. When she introduced to us William Shakespeare and his amazing pieces, I wasn't really into it since I am not a fan of reading or anything near it but as ma'am speaks, I slowly felt a passion inside of me wanting to be unleashed. It made me like his pieces and even make my own. Dante's Divine Comedy was also a fun memory. Those parts that I didn't understand was easily understood as if by magic like each word that comes out from ma'am is a spell, a spell of goodness. It wasn't just about the subject but it was also about the teacher herself.
But English isn't only about stories and grammatical lessons, it was also about being part of something real. I don't know how to explain it but you just feel it when you do. Through each experience ma'am told us, through each joke ma'am threw us, through each class or group performance, may it be jazz chant, play, or anything, that would make us stronger, through each answer of each of our classmate on ma'am questions about ourselves, through the way she moves people is just really amazing. English time had its happy and sad moments. These moments, good or bad, I've always held them close into me. They've taught me a ton of things. There would be even times that my jaws would hurt from smiling. Of course there are also bad memories but as they say "any exposure is good exposure." It means that if we take this things at the right way, there won't be bad memories. There will always be a good outcome of anything.
Of course this doesn't only apply to the English subject, but my journey being a third year as a whole. I have met lots of people from different years but it pains me that I only met some of them when they are already going to graduate. The seniors are seriously fun people and why haven't I noticed this before. I had friends from their batch in my younger years but they were only them, no other was added. I just wish to live every moment I'm with them until they leave the school. There is also of course the adviser of our class. She knows how to have fun at the right place and right time. The bonds I have with my friends have gotten stronger than ever before. Those hardships we felt that would soon be just moments that will make us laugh. There are also sad moments when some of the most amazing teachers have to leave but it's okay since we understand. But these moments, good or bad, are what makes us stronger, tighter, and everything. We must go on no matter what.
The end of the school year is near and there is nothing we can do to stop it. I just hope that these moments never end but that's okay. I want other students to also feel what we felt during these times. No matter how hard it is, we should always learn to let go and keep moving forward. That is probably what ma'am also wants us to do. I know that time will still go on but what time doesn't know is that I have this little box. This little box of mine that I've always kept hidden that even I don't know where it is but this little box of mine that is sure to always have space for anything big of small, will make me remember of these moments each of us have shared. So do what you want, time, I can and will always reenact and re-feel what happens so just go keep on marching, fly, run, or anything. You will never be able to take this little box of mine. This little box of mine that contains all my heart, my memories, lessons, those amazing people I met, those things that are good to look back once in a while. So until again, we love you ma'am!
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Saturday, February 8, 2014
I am Sorry • You are my Sisters
0156 Gov. Drive,
San Roque, Naic, Cavite
February 7, 2014
Dear Ate Liezl and Ate Ryka,
Hello to the most amazing sisters of the planet! How are you guys? I hope the both of you are doing fine. We have been into many adventures. We all had our ups and downs but all of us have learned from them. You have done a lot of things of me and I feel that I'm being unfair so I would like to return the care and love you've given me by saying sorry.
I'm really sorry for being such a kid sometimes. I can't help it, I am and will always be the youngest in the family. I sometimes get really mad but I hope I you understand. Sometimes your jokes get too much but I just bring them off. I'm sorry for wasting your money on those gadgets and other stuff. I have been trying to use them often so that you won't feel bad. I'm really sorry for everything and I hope you forgive me since this kind of stuff is inevitable in life.
I'm glad that I have the two of you as my sisters. Same as our parents, you also give light to me. You give me your hand when I am in need. You were always there for me and you really care for me behind those hurtful jokes. I'm happy that we get along yet know when to leave one person alone. I'm just really happy to have you and I can't ask for anyone else. I am satisfied. I'm sorry once again and thank you!
Your handsome brother,
Jonaz
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