contest na naman...

To my guardian cute angel...

I am very happy for your classmates are posting their messages for you, it seems na parang andito ka lang... Musta na ang favorite pupil kong makulit na cute na hindi nauubusan ng ngiti?

Eto na naman essa contest na naman, one year na pala, naalala ko tuloy yung practice natin, mga panahong pinundar natin - para maging champion, at sa awa ng Diyos natupad naman...

Kinuha ko pala si Maricar, yung kamukha mo na lagi ring nakatawa, na makulit din na masipag din at sumusunod sa coach kagaya mo :), I miss you lagi dito sa room, lagi ko pa rin tinitingnan yung upuan mo sa likod pag mag isa lang ako... Pag nag babrownout at gabi na iniisip ko magpapakita ka, sana magpakita ka, joke... huwag mo ako takutin, may sakit daw ako sa puso.

Nung birthday mo, pumunta ako sa puntod mo, may batang babae dun na lumapit sa akin pagka-dasal ko, "ikaw ba yun?" pero hindi mas cute ka sa kanya :) makulit din eh, bigyan ko raw sya ng 5 pesos bantayan nya yung flower at candle na nilagay ko... kaya binigyan ko ng 5 pesos, bago ako umalis sabi ko sabihan nya parents nya paaralin sya, hindi sa sementeryo matutupad ang pangarap nya, ako tutuparin ko pangarap mo, pangako, kahit saan ako makapunta...

Huling laban ko na ito sa presscon, baka kasi next year magresign na ako, siguro tama na ang six years na pagtuturo... minsan siguro nahahalata ni Maricar istrikto ako sa pagmonitor ng output nya, nilalagay ko kasi ikaw sa pagkatao nya, kahit di dapat, pero alam ko mananalo sya, mananalo kami, kung hindi man :( lahat ng pagod sa training at inspirasyon ay ginawa ko para sa mga classmates mo, lahat ng alam ko sa newswriting at sportswriting binigay ko na sa kanila... sana manalo kami, lalo na sa event mo.

Si Maricar sapian mo nga para manalo kami, joke. Pero, honestly may tiwala ako sa apat na bruha na yan, "Team Essa" kami ngayon, Si Pearl, Jessen, Angie at Ikaw este si Maricar pala. Sa laban namin lagi ka lang nasa tabi ko, tabi naming lahat, at alam ko gagawa at gagawa ka ng paraan para maalala kita...

O sige hanggang dito muna ulit, pakabait ka dyan sa langit kahit dati ka ng mabait...

after the rain...

Dearest Essa,

It has been a year now, since you left and join the angels of God... And for me, a lot of things have changed... as the way I look on the perspective of life. I am having hard time looking at the path you have once trailed. Sometimes I found myself in in the realm of happiness but my awareness becomes instantly visited by sorrow and sadness whenever I remember you... I can see you everywhere and almost anywhere... for you resembles all the good things that God has given to this wonderful world. From the very simple smile of other children I can see your face... Still I cannot forget the last time you bid farewell... hours before that fateful tragedy...
It seems that life so unfair... there are those who are worthy to die in that kind of accident, on that very moment If I could only trade my life just to save you, I would do so. Sometimes many IF's bursts into my mind, If only we never had a practice on that day your still alive today. If I did not choose you as my contestant, you still have your wonderful life today... How I wish I know it will happen...
Everytime your classmates enters my room, I always look at your chair... It maybe empty now, but a lot of memories from you still fills my room... my mind... I will never hear your wonderful voice again singing that famous chorus " Tuloy Pa Rin "... Tomorrow is just another day to remember you... You have taught me a great lesson, and as a teacher I will value that forever...
Maybe soon I will leave and quit teaching... but I am very blessed that once there was a pupil like you whom I met, I have witnessed how you grow... how you battled shyness and gain a lot of confidence in your self and studies... three years is already a remarkable moments in sharing your life to me...
You died as a champion, you are my champion and I will value your effort... not even a tragic defeat nor problem will shake me now... for I know you will be at my back, whispering "Go on sir eumeirx... Life is beautiful..." And I know... I do belive... And I can feel that you will be my guardian angel now....
As I leave this room I know I will see you, I will be with you again... for your memories can be seen at the radiance of the morning sunlight... your simple touch resembled by the cold wind coming from the trees... your hopes and aspirations, you have drawn them in the sky... and I will always see it... you are everyhere...

I will miss you...
-sir eumeirx



December 25, 2008
9:30 am

Dearest Essa,

This was my second Christmas morning to visit your grave... My gift for you - a white rose, for us DeMolays it is the symbol of love and respect for the departed love ones... and the three white candles, of which each for me they represents the words "God" "Bless" "You".
So this is Christmas morning... but silence is the only hymn that utters in every corners of this cemetery... Far away from the from the joy and merry making that happens outside of this place... I came here to see you again... and bid farewell as well.. for I already decided to find my luck in foreign land... maybe next year at this very same day, I will never be standing here again near you - but as I promise, I will always light three candles during Christmas day for you, wherever and whatever place would I be on that day... I'm very happy that again, I have fulfilled my second promise to you - your fellow contestants have earned victory during the division and regional contests... Your event is still unclaimed by other school for two years now in the division level :) thanks to your substitute and classmate, Maricar whom in many ways I saw your resemblance from her... the way she move, act, talk, smile and even follow my instructions... you live in her, i can always feel you whenever I'm with her...
This february i will now be contesting again in the national level... this was our dream... we dreamt of this from the very beginning of our contests campaigns... how I wish you will hold that mighty pen of yours once again and write the victory of our team... I miss you... And we will always share our triumphs and success with you...

' till then...
-sir eumeirx

in loving memory of
+ REENA ESSA MAE P. MAMANSAG
June 26, 1996 - December 2, 2007