the school year has ended...
and the days of being BARTH is over but the MEMORIES are going to linger in us for the rest of our lives!
to the teachers,
we LOVE YOU ALL from the BOTTOM OF OUR HEARTS!
MAM JAMILLA,
Ma'am! Thank You so much! You have helped us become closer to God through the Gospel!
MAM SARMIENTO,
Thank you so much ma'am for all the lessons and stories that you shared with us!
MAM MAGAOAY,
Salamat po sa pagpapapalawak ng aming kaalaman ukol sa ating wika! Mahal ka po namin!
MAM GUTIERREZ,
Ma'am! Thank you for all the funny jokes and the very nerve-wracking questions!
MAM ROSALES,
Thank you for being like our second mom! We thank you also for challenging us to realize that we can do more than what we think we can!
SIR DEITA,
Thank you for letting us learn about the world of technology! Thank you for inspiring all of us, especially one of our dearest classmates!
MAM HERNANDEZ,
Thank you for enhancing our cooking skills! We learned so much from you!
MAM VIVAS,
Thank you for making us physically fit and mentally prepared for emergencies and involving us against the misuse of drugs!
MAM ORLINA,
Thank you for giving us lots of things to do, for without these, we will have not bonded more together.
and especially, TO SIR CASTRO!
HERE IS OUR MESSAGE FOR YOU:
If ever we would be asked to describe a certain Mr. Anthony Castro, I’m sure, it wouldn’t fit 300 characters and still, the words would go on even if it reached the maximum limit.
He was a person who knew how things work; who was able to see through the veil.
During Mondays, he would see through our eyes and he could tell that we spent yesterday night stressing on a truck load of homework by the protuberant gaze we had as we stared on how to simplify quadratic equations.
He was always gets mad at us when we neglect things; when we’re insensitive and most of the time, we’re not even aware that our actions would really touch a nerve.
Even if when Si gets angry and steam is already coming out of his nose and ears, we’re sure to miss all of it. After all, when a person gets mad at you, that means he really cares, right?
He let us in his life; permitte us to make memories of our own with him and so unselfishly shared a part of himself with us.
He thought of ways us up in Math class; like a morning coffee, he gave us a refreshing break and wiped out every pent up stress etched on our faces.
His smile would always crack us up and as many teachers are there, it’s rare for a teacher to care so deeply and be so involved in the lives of his students.
Actually, he has a choice. He could’ve just served as our adviser, reminding us of notices and scolding us if we misbehaved. But no, Sir Tony chose to be so much more than that.
He was aware of what we need, what we lack and what is preventing us from being the super students we could be.
He always checks up on us, inquiring on how we are doing and assessing our improvements as a student and as a person.
He’s like the bobbing and swaying sun flower in plants vs. zombies that never fails to provide constant burst of sunlight and energizing us all.
He was able to blend so well with us that he wasn’t anyone different; a friend who’s always so open and a teacher who could solve even the most macabre algebraic problem.
We wish you wouldn’t go; stay with us and be one with us. The memories we’ve shared would always remain like brilliant gemstones above the ocean floor. Sparkling indefinitely and fastidously.
Although we only have one last question to the person who had dramatically influenced and made a change to our personalities.
-barth
P.S.
Sir…
Who is Maam Vivas in your life?
-ace
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