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Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Kindred Spirit

I was pleasantly surprised when I got a Christmas card from Rey Ignacio Diaz and family. Rey was our class valedictorian when we were in high school. As imaginative as I was, I thought from hindsight how I could have felt if he had sent me a card during our high school days. My! He was the brightest and the most popular student in our class then and I probably admired him subconsciously. I could not be definite that I admired him consciously because I had learned to suppress my emotions then in compliance to my father's rule--books first, boys last. Oops, but I was not hundred percent compliant. No, I did not fell for any of my classmates as commanded but with the man next door (and my father knew it!). This man looked like Mike Nesmith to me and whose business was renting out comics. So needless to say, I became an avid comic reader which necessitated me to wear prematurely a pair of eyeglasses. Unfortunately however, he did not have his eyes on me, but on the older girl next door with whom he eloped eventually! Waah...COL! (Cried out loud)!I spent my Klem biscuits and Sarsapilla money on his stupid comics and he eloped with someone else? My father, knowing how broken-hearted I was took me and my other siblings to the park, bought us ice cream and I was back on track.

Before I could wildly imagine a story byline, a few days later, I got a card which says on the envelope from Mr David Rigg. My goodness! Brett would surely wonder who this is! I won't because I know perfectly this was from Lorna Canlas who is married to Mr Rigg whom I have not met (but have seen him now only in picture). So that's why Petty, another kindred spirit, asked for my home address. Mmm. It was good I did not have reservation to give it to her. I normally would not for security reasons. Having been reconnected with my high school classmates is one of the beautiful thing that the cyberspace has given me. I did not have much memorable interactions with them then, because I was extremely shy and insecure. It is in fact like getting to know them better in a much more beautiful level: Petty, Haydee,Myr, Amor,Dollih, Sally Fe,Lita, Edith, Loida,Evelyn, Rick, Chito, Manny, Edison (nice name. He reminds me of Thomas Edison) and many more. One thing remarkable, nevertheless, is that unbreakable connection. We technically grew up together in the same neighbourhood and in the same primary and secondary school. We probably have equivalent ideals and aspirations so we could always pick up from where we left off. I thank God for them. They add new dimension and colour in my life. I thank Rey and Lorna for the cards which will now be part of my precious memorabilia. I'm sorry for being slack because I still have not drop them a line to say thank you in a personal way nor send a card. But I know I will be forgiven, anyway.