We are off to Iba, Zambales in a few hours for me to attend my alma mater’s Grand Alumni Homecoming. Here I studied from Kindergarten to Senior High School under the tutelage of nuns, priests and a variety of teachers.
First four batches coordinator is my aunt, my father’s youngest sibling. Coordinator for batches 95-99 is my brother. Where does that leave me? Try 85-89. My, how time flies so fast.
Here I have friends and classmates, even if I don’t get to see often, are like brothers and sisters to me because we have grown up together, shared our dreams, laughters, fears, triumphs, failures, and joys.
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