'Play with me...'
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“Have you heard na nagpatawag daw si Dean Gustavo ng meeting sa lahat ng teachers mamaya?” tanong ni Avery habang naglalakad kami patungo sa klase namin.
“Yeah, introduction for newcomers and his plan for this A.Y. Like the usual rites. Kaya nga hindi ako dadalo.” mahinang sagot ko.
Panay ang pagbati sa ‘min ng bawat estudyanteng nadadaanan namin. Avery, in her usual smiling face habang bumabati rin pabalik at ako naman ay panay lang sa paglakad.
“Why? Aren’t you interested sa mga bagong professor?”
“No, I just wonder why ang bobo ng dean natin ngayon.” Avery chuckled at my approach. “He could’ve done it yesterday para hindi na tayo maabala sa unang araw natin.”
“Well, he’s only doing commands from people with a high position, Dhayne.”
“Stop that, hindi niya ginagawa iyon. He just wants to be the King of this ground, everyone knows that.” umiling ako saka pumasok na sa loob ng classroom ko.
Agad na sumakit ang ulo ko nang makitang nagkandagulo-gulo na ang mga papeles na nakalagay sa table ko. Sinulyapan ko ang mga estudyanteng nagsi-upuan na habang hinihintay ang paglapit ko sa harap.
Balak ko sanang linisin muna ang nagkalat kong mesa, but nevermind.
"Good morning class." Bati ko.
"Good morning Professor Aragon." Bati ng mga estudyante ko.
"Just like how you used to do it in your past years here in Austria Servano University, I would like you to please write your name in your index card, and pass it to the person in front of you." I strictly commanded and took a glance at my table at the back. Damn it! I am highly bothered by the messy piles of paper.
Nang matapos na ang pagpasa ng index card ng mga estudyante ko ay pinatong ko iyon sa mesa sa tapat ko.
"I will be your class adviser for this academic year and my name is," I took out my marker and wrote my name on the whiteboard. "Dhayne Louise Aragon."
Tumango ang iilan sa mga estudyante at ang iba naman ay nakatitig lang sa 'kin. I looked at every student in my class, trying to memorize their faces as I went on with their index card.
The first name I called was someone very familiar with me. The woman I have met before this A.Y started.
"Harper Tinsley Anais." I called her name, knitting my eyebrows. Freshmen? Her friend named Thana is a sophomore.
"M-Ma'am." She stood up, unsure and nervousness was very visible to her eyes. She can't look directly into my eyes.
"Yes, tell me more about yourself." Seryosong usal ko.
Napansin ko ang marahan pagkibot ng labi niya. Animo'y nagdadalawang isip pa kung magsasalita o kung ano ang dapat at tama niyang sasabihin.
"Come on, say it." I motivated her a little but that didn't help. Mas lalo lang atang nadagdagan ang kaba niya dahil sa seryoso at walang emosyon kong pagkakasabi no'n.
"I-I'm Harper T-Tin-"
"Aside from your name, Ms. Anais. Can you tell me more about what you like, your hobbies or anything?" Hindi ito sumagot. Lalong kumunot ang noo ko at nauubos ang pasensyang tinignan ang nakasarang pinto.
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