Marwell, the rowdiest of the bunch, was trying to remember his neighbor’s name, and for some reason, had the urge to shout the name out loud after he remembered it. Teacher Grace shushed him but he won’t stop talking, even purposely forgetting to say “po”. Ramsey, another kid (who I think is the brightest) shouted at Marwell “Hoy, ang bastos mo, wala kang galang!” Marwell, feeling humiliated, smirked and quieted down to continue with his artwork. I can only guess what other interesting things happen inside the classroom during the days when I’m not there. Moving on, it was a fun activity for most of the kids.
“Guadalupe, Guadalupe!” Tingin sa labas. Tang-inang SOGO motel yan. Ano kayang klaseng mga tao ang pumapasok diyan? May mag-syota siguro na kahit hindi pa kasal, tine-testing na., mga lalaki at babaeng may kalaguyo o kaya siguro’y may mga taong mararangal din naman na naghahanap lang ng matutulugan. Ngunit alam ba nila na tinitingnan sila ng madla kapag sila’y pumapasok sa loob? Kasi naman, sa marikit na kulay nitong pula at dilaw, napaka-unti at napaka-liit ng mga bintana.