My Guardian Angel

Chapter 3 - Friends

Dumating na ako sa school pero hindi ako dumiretso sa classroom ko, I always stop in the garden of this school before I go to my classes. Well it's pretty early actually, yong klase ko magsisimula ng 8 pero dumating ako sa school ng 7 so I have still an hour to spear. Ganito lagi ako, lagi akong maagang pumapasok.

Nong nandoon na ako sa garden, nilabas ko na kaagad ang sketch book ko at lapis at nagsimula na akong mag-sketch, and I'm sketching right now is the figurine that I have this morning with some little details, because it's really beautiful and I want to sketch it in my own version.

I'm always like this, maagang pumapasok para pumunta sa may garden at para na ring mag-sketch dito, this is the only place in this school where I feel peace and quite, and that's the way I like it when I'm sketching.

You know, I love drawing of what I'm feeling right now, either it is a happy or a sad drawing, I will immediately draw it in a blank canvas, and when I say blank canvas it means that kahit saan basta papel doon ako magdo-draw, hindi lang dito sa sketchbook ko.

At dahil doon, yon ang dahilan ko kung bakit education ang pinili kong course major in MAPEH. PE, wala naman akong problema doon, hindi naman sa sporty ako, kaya ko naman makisabay sa paglalaro ng sports. Sa music naman, okay din naman ako doon, I like and I know some note and history of music. In health naman, I know how to have a healthy body and maintain it so it's okay. But in art, I really love to teach them all about it, teach them how to draw with their feelings and express them through drawing, and also want to teach them about the history of it.

While I'm sketching the figurine, I somehow remember my dream earlier, so I stop sketching even though I'm not yet done and turn the page for another sketching. Minsan gumagalaw ng mag-isa ang mga kamay ko, at minsan din hindi ko na mamalayan na yon na pala ang sine-sketch ko ngayon. And I somehow sketching the man in my dream, while his hand is in my head, patting, and I also sketch the bracelet of what he wore that day, a sword with wings.

Pero katulad ng dati, when I drew or sketched that man, lagi ko binablangko ang mukha nya dahil hindi ko talaga maalala ang mukha nya. I just knew that his hair is messy and short, his wearing long white sleeves polo and black slacks, and also the bracelet.

Why can't I remember his face even though I remember what he was wearing and his hair style? It's like there is this barrier in my head that won't remember of that man's face.

I really want to remember of that man's face, so that I can know what he looks like, para hindi ako mahirapan hanapin sya o matandaan ang mukha nya kung magkita kami ulit. Sabi nya magkikita kami muli kaya sana matandaan ko ang muk-

"Ano yong dino-draw mo Alice?"

"Aypwetngkabayo!!!"

"Grabe ka naman, hindi naman ako pwet ng kabayo ah" ay si Ken pala. At parang nagpa-pout pa itong lalakeng ito. Minsan iniisip ko na isa ba itong bakla or what, pero ang cute nya kapag nagpa-pout sya.

"Sorry Ken, ikaw kasi nang gugulat ka, may iniisip ako kanina pero bigla ka naman sumusulpot kung saan"

"Hahaha sorry sorry. So ano nga ang dino-draw mo Alice?" Ang dino-draw ko??

Tumingin ako sa sketch pad ko at nakita ko doon ang faceless man na dino-draw ko kanina lang.

"Ah ito ba?" Medyo nawala sa isip ko ang dino-draw ko ng mga ilang minuto kanina ah. Hindi ko namalayan na hindi ko pa ito tapos, well lagi naman ito hindi tapos, hindi ko matandaan ang mukha nya kasi.

"Wait, ito ba yong the same guy na lagi mo dino-draw sa mga sketch pad mo?" pagtataka nyang tanong.

I just nod while smiling in front of the unfinish drawing.