" Condolence po." Mario Pangilinan, an old friend said, as I introduced him to my wife. I haven't seen him for 35 years and he hasn't changed much except for some white hair that highlighted his sides. Still a tricky joker, he has progressed himself into a high ranking official in one of the country's government corporation. We were seated together along with some old high school friends, Leandro Carreon, Claudio "Ding" Teodoro, Antonio Nanadiego and Bobby Lardizabal. It was big gathering of former schoolmates and almost half of the attendees took flights back home just to be present for the special get-together. Its not everyday that you get to meet the "past" in person.
It was a group effort but I guess everyone agreed that it was made possible by the guy they called Mister Ots. It all started with a website he developed to search for batchmates through the power of the internet. From all parts of the globe, the search went on. And one guy, nicknamed the Admiral came all the way from Scandinavia. Most balikbayans came from the US and Canada. Funny to think that all these people started out from the same school, headed different directions, and then decided to bump into each other at least for once.
I was happy to be there. I guess everybody shared the feeling. But like a square peg trying to fit a round hole, its simply the kind of world I don't want to be in. Detached as I was for many years, I need the space to write about the people I grew up with, them included, and I have but a few years left to come up with something. I have lagged so far behind, I need to double up my keeps so I could be at par when the golden anniversary comes a few years from now.
I love watching this film clip. I remember the Sinatra song "New York, New York". I guess in them I saw the life that could not be mine. They are the poetic eagles, soaring through the heights to see how far they can go while I became the "oyster", stuck in one place and hoping to create a pearl inside me.
UST-EHS will always be a part of me.
It was a group effort but I guess everyone agreed that it was made possible by the guy they called Mister Ots. It all started with a website he developed to search for batchmates through the power of the internet. From all parts of the globe, the search went on. And one guy, nicknamed the Admiral came all the way from Scandinavia. Most balikbayans came from the US and Canada. Funny to think that all these people started out from the same school, headed different directions, and then decided to bump into each other at least for once.
I was happy to be there. I guess everybody shared the feeling. But like a square peg trying to fit a round hole, its simply the kind of world I don't want to be in. Detached as I was for many years, I need the space to write about the people I grew up with, them included, and I have but a few years left to come up with something. I have lagged so far behind, I need to double up my keeps so I could be at par when the golden anniversary comes a few years from now.
I love watching this film clip. I remember the Sinatra song "New York, New York". I guess in them I saw the life that could not be mine. They are the poetic eagles, soaring through the heights to see how far they can go while I became the "oyster", stuck in one place and hoping to create a pearl inside me.
UST-EHS will always be a part of me.
Nice one prend! You've come a long way. Proud of you!
ReplyDeleteThank you Brod, one we'll meet again at better times maybe just got to tie a lot of loose ends
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