DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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"Good morning Sir Tolentino."
Pagpasok na pagpasok ko palang sa gate ng school ay wala na akong ibang narinig kundi ang pagbati ng mga magulang ng estudyante sa paaralan kung saan ako nagtuturo.
"Good morning!" I have no choice but to greeted them back, because it's kinda rude if I ignore them. I am hearing a humor about me that I am suplado and not that approachable person, they are right but when it comes to my work I need to become professional. I am a teacher. I need to be a good role model.
After a tiring greetings, I finally arrived in teacher's office.
"Good morning Mr. Tolentino." bati sa akin ni Ms. Legazpi.
"Good morning Ms." I greeted her back.
"Nagdala ako ng extra lunch, sa'yo yung isa."
"I was in my diet Ms., si Mr. Mendoza nalang alukin mo." nakangiting sabi ko, trying to become not rude. Kailan ba titigil itong si Ms. Legazpi sa pagpapapansin sa akin. She's not my type.
"Sakto nga yan Ms. Legazpi. Wala akong baong kanin ngayon. Akin nalang ha." tatawa-tawang sabi ni Mr. Mendoza.
I can see the disappointment in Ms. Legazpi when I refused to get her extra lunch. She have no choice but to give it to Mr. Mendoza.
"Excuse myself everyone, punta na ako sa first class ko." pagpapaalam ko bago umalis sa office.
"Good morning class." I greeted my students with a smile in my face.
"Good mooorningggg sirrrrr!" they greeted back.
"Sir we have a new classmate po!" thecute little boy in the back said.
"Where is your new classmate?" I asked.
Agad tumayo ang isang batang babae. She looks very familiar.
"Can you please go here in front, and introduce yourself to your classmates."
Agad naman siyang sumunod at pumunta sa unahan. Dahil bago nga sa paaralan ay hindi pa ito naka-uniform. This cute little girl is wearing a black blouse and cute jeans. She reminds me someone in a past.
"Good morning po sir, good morning po everyone. I am Michelle Bool, 8 years old po."
My prediction never goes wrong, I know this child. Is she's the daughter of my ex? I hope this time, I am wrong.
