Walking along the vicinity streets brought forth mixed feelings of joy and tears. Everywhere I gazed upon flashed back nostalgic scenes and faces that will forever linger in my memories. I thank GOD Almighty for giving man such an invaluable faculty of memory stored in the deep recesses of our soul.
The building looks like the same to me as it was so many years back - nothing has been changed except for some structural minute ones. The most that caught my attention is the playground where all of us once stood there erect, singing the National Anthem, and afterwards hearing all sorts of school announcements, seeing various presentations, shows, contests, dance number, beauty coronation pageant, etc. And I believe that a few of us, in one way or another, were called upon by the school officials to climb up the stage and be presented to the student crowd, and do some sort of speaking.
You know what I did during this visit. I stood right at the center of this stage and gazed upon the expanse of the whole playground. I mustered all my mental capacity to reproduce or re-enact all the possible scenes and events that ever took place there. Flashbacks of familiar faces flooded my mind, I could even hear our teachers' voices, officials standing there during pass and review, crowds of students at CMT training, volleyball and basketball competitions, Linggo ng Wika, U.N. celebrations with lots of colorful costumes, and the practise of Commencement Exercises of various batches.
Tears running down my cheeks, my heart throbbing, I uttered a prayer to GOD, afterwards I told myself, ganito pala ang nakita nila (our elderly teachers, some of whom already died), ganito pala ang pakiramdam after you have already gone through life for such a length of time, doing all sorts of things in this world, tasting everything this world can offer, then you will now realize, that after all life is short, the world is small, and memories never die, at all.
