Monday, June 11, 2007

First Day

June 5, 2007 - Early morning, Santiago suddenly woke up. He opens his eyes he can barely see anything...little by little he sees the silhouette of his bedroom window formed by the moonlight seeping through the white curtain on the window. He starts to think about the first day of school of his eldest kid. He remembered his own first day at school. Every first day of every school year he always have an upset stomach.

Santiago smiles, memories are now rushing in like the water of the river rushing to the sea - memories from his own school days. He now remembers all the friends he gained during that time - from Grade School to High School to College. Santiago tries to go to sleep again but the memories keeps on playing in his mind... - dancing to the tune of "We Built this City"; flag raising and leading the "Panatang Makabayan"; playing basketball (Santiago just scored 1 point courtesy of a free throw); playing sakristan - eating the host/bread once when he and the other sakristans feel hungry; ah…who would forget those summer outings. Santiago calls this group “Skul Bukol “

He now remembers his first day during his first year in high school…section 8! Crap! He thought, am I that dumb? He remembers him asking himself. Only to find out that there are more than 20 sections for first year high. He suddenly remembers his first day of his third year in high school. That year is one special year for Santiago as he found some of his best friends during that school year. Santiago calls this group “Wanbol High”

College days are serious business but Santiago still remembers some good old friends from that time. Some he still got contact but others none at all. All Santiago can remember during college are – frolics (even if they are given some exams by their cost accounting prof during one of the school frolics), Fahrenheit Band, Semestral Exams for major subjects (where the whole class would complain - napakahirap ng exam duduguin ka, para kang tumatae ng cactus again excuse my French…hehehe) drinking spree after semestral exams before going for a semestral break.

Santiago is now thinking if his kid would gain the same good friends he gained from school, friends whom he knows very much that when he reads e-mail messages from those friends he can hear them talking with their signature accent/tone, friends he knows so much that even thousands of miles away he knows what they are feeling when they happen to have a chat via instant messaging or when he reads e-mail messages from them. Then he thought maybe he should stop worrying about his kid, because he will definitely have some good times at school. Now he remembers what his older brother told him about the shotgun approach and the sniper approach of teaching, what would be best for his kid, but that’s another story.