April 02, 2014 Dear Third Grade and Fourth Grade Teacher, You may not expect this, but I've been trying to look you up on social networking sites eversince I Heard about your unfortunate leave from the School. Friendster, Hi5, Twitter, Facebook, chatrooms, etc., and I've even Googled you every once in a while to see if your face or name would pop somewhere. Nada. I've been asking some people about you, too, but it seemed as though nobody really knew where you went after. I've heard of the Stories, and of the rumors, but I really can't put two and two together. I've had graduated a bit earlier to really be up-to-date on what had been happening. My Nanay used to fill me in with details, but I have a feeling she doesn't know the entire story, either. My brother would just nod at me, and then complain about the teacher they replaced you with. Not helping. It's been, what, 10 years since we last saw each other? I bet you still have my first Chicken Soup for the Kids Soul that you borrowed and my Tweety Bird coin purse that you actually wanted? Hopefully so, since I've had a rough time explaining to my Nanay why I just easily gave it to you. It has been quite a while. They said you transferred to a rival school. Some said to a public school. Another said, you married a foreigner and had seen you happily pregnant at that time. I'd usually spend an entire night browsing and typing different variations and spellings for your name, in case you changed it or you might simply had been converted by those Jejemons lurking in the creepy, dark corners of the web. Nothing beats the bad vibrations I feel everytime I see those alphanumerical versions of common words and phrases. Nothing. But still, zero. Not a piece of new information about you all these years. Really, where are you now? It doesn't matter anymore what happened, especially if it had been a bad experience, but what matters is a reunion with you and my batch. You'll be surprised that you're probably giving most of us some three hours' worth of lecture and sermons. We'd be okay with that. We just want to see you again, and keep in touch afterwards. A little visit from time to time won't hurt, will it? Hope you stumble upon this, and know immediately that it's you I'm referring to. Hope you still remember me, too. I miss you! I've got loads of stories to tell you, and I'll even give you a teaser of how my current lovelife flourished. *wink* Hope to see you soon! Love lots, The Once Cute Cry-Baby Student You Teased About Not Having A Promisory Note And Not Being Allowed To Take The Exam ♥ |
