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THIRTY-ONE

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THIRTY-ONE

"Miss Roxanne, may symposium pala sa gym, mamayang five pm." Si Georgia.

"Ha? Wala naman akong alam na may symposium, nasaan ang memo?"

"Wala nga eh, pero order ng President, saka kailangan na lahat raw tayo nandun."

"Ganun? Biglaan naman, may quiz pa naman sana ako."

"Ikaw talaga! Minsan lang naman may ganito, kaya go na. Siyangapala, pumasok na ba si Mr. Hunk?'

"Wala." Hindi na niya alam kung magagalit na maiinis siya rito, ang alam niya lang, sobrang namimissed niya ang binata at affected siya dahil hindi na ito nagpapakita. Akala ba niya importante pa siya rito? Hindi na pala.

Punung-puno ang gymnasium ng dumating sila. Bakit nakaayos yata ang gym? Valentine's Day lang ang peg?

A student leader guided them to sit in front row but she sat at the back for she is so sure that she will get bored and might go out later. But Roxanne wondered why the gym was decorated like that. With balloons and most of the students are holding a rose.

"Anong meron?" She asked a student.

Ngumiti lang ito. "Maghintay na lang daw tayo Ma'am."

"About saan ba ang symposium?" She asked her student in English.

"About love daw Ma'am?"

Weird. About love?

Hinanap niya si Georgia, bigla itong nawala. Malamang pumuwesto sa unahan. Parang weird ang mga tao sa paligid, mukhang hindi sila irritable sa biglaang gathering na ito. Well, baka nga siya lang dahil wala siya sa focus ngayon.

Somebody went up stage.

"I'd like to tell everyone that we are very pleased that you are here today even for that short notice. We are really happy that Dr. Sapantan allowed us to do this. But we cannot think of another day but today or somebody might die literally because of "Love".

Napangiti siya. May gimik ha.

Then her students in Literature Class recited a poem, her favourite

How Do I Love Thee?

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death

Hindi man lang nag inform ang mga ito na may ipepresent pala sila sa gym. Sana ay nakapaghanda siya. Kahit cellphone niya ay iniwan niya sa kanyang locker. Tuloy hindi siya nakapag picture man lang.