Stubborn Waiting

I, on this edge,
     above this edge
     at the tip of this edge
This edge, I
     I feel it sharp
For here I am, waiting.



**when a stain comes along a friendship or any relationship, closure is necessary. this is to allow confusions to be settled and questions answered. that is why there are those who would stubbornly wait if it means giving them peace of mind.

that smile.


      that charm.
               i   wonder.


that. that. that smile. 
        i wonder, that smile.
and that look,
                             your look.
      i wonder, that look. 
                      just passing me by, but passing me certainly
     i wonder that look.


i wonder you. i wonder if.
                                           so, can it be?
              i wonder.

A Teacher's Random Thoughts

I have students who have to work really hard for their education. we have evening classes that end up to 8:30 and 9:30 in the evening. After work, i can usually relax before going home. But some of my students would have to return back to their night shifts, which may end as early as 5:00 in the morning. Or while I worry about how to go about with lessons, my students worry about work concerns and academic pressure.

And yet, they are the students who seemed to see beyond superficiality of the lessons I have to offer. When I teach them, I know what I teach won't just fall to deaf ears. They thirst for knowledge, they thirst to understand and to learn. They are some of the most respectful and appreciative people I've met.

And sometimes it saddens me to have also encountered students who, even at the slightest disregard of their whims (not buying the latest edition of a tab, no internet connection, or chores given them), would hate their parents or even curse them- for very small matters. I realized that if leisure and luxury are given to you real easy, without the responsibility being inculcated, you could just easily disregard gratitude.

And sometimes it saddens me when I find myself grumbling for the little discomforts in my life-how easily i seem to forget how blessed I am.

Whenever I see my students, even I would remind myself how lucky I am to have my parents, to have my education easier, for what i have, for where I am, for my job, everything - easier...

How blessed I am to have my students. They have taught me so much. I am such a lucky teacher to have crossed their path.

** this short article was also published in Lingkod Davao's website.