fly with mhe

Rainy season is here. Afraid for the water level to rise again and flood the city. It has its benefits though. One: no class for us. And two: rest for us teachers. Hehe.. Vain. Its gets me worried though when it rains this hard for I might not be able to go to work in time if school isn’t declare off. That’s because the water from the street floods our gate all the time, sometimes at ankle-deep. I would sometimes wish I could go through our doggy’s hole so my feet and shoes will be saved. Oh well. It has its upsides and downsides as well. Bear with it fly.

I always thought that the month of July has good things in store for me.

First off, it started with a surprise visit of the youths here in our house. Bringing along a cake of blue icing, blue balloons and songs on my guitar. It was an effective surprise.

Then the time I spent with the Cugman Boiz in gratitude to their unconditional understanding and love for the ministry, for some.

Then the Davao wedding last weekend that turned out to be a reunion for all. I met again my first swimming student whom I haven’t seen for 14 years already, and her lovely sister at the wedding. Then the reunion of  my childhood friends. Plus the wedding was so nice and intimate. Something to treasure indeed. Thank you Swit and Mike for letting me part of your memorable day together. Thank You Lord for the weekend.

So now I’m back at Cagayan de Oro after a quick trip over the weekend and down with a fever, cough, colds and headache. Hoping for the rest of the days of the month of July to be as good as it started.

It was indeed a different weekend. Starting on a Friday night when Aya, Patrick, Gagay, Chad, my kuya and I witnessed a pursuit. The guys just stabbed two men outside of a grocery mart then boarded the motorbike they rode on to escape from the crime they had committed. Unfortunately for them, they were immediately chased by two policewomen who were stationed along the crossing. The guys were forced to go against the traffic and in effect hit 2 taxis ten stumbled before they go on foot in separate ways. One guy was spotted hiding in the dark by one of the SWAT members who responded and the other was cornered by the citizens living on the side of the bridge. The drama that it was.

Then Saturday came by as a respite from work and spent watching a movie while doing some work that doesn’t need urgency.

Sunday however was like riding on the back of an eagle that came unannounced. The lunch together was unexpected and unplanned. The time together was even more described as a mountain-top experience. However, I was amazed at Macky’s rendition of  The Voice of Truth. That guy never fails to amaze and encourage me.

Wheew.. Had a straight 5hours sleep when I arrived home today. I haven’t even changed my clothes and my bedroom door was closed already when I woke up, my brother must have checked on me again and closed it. Classes has finally started and my preschoolers are getting hyped up and noisy. And even if its scorching hot at 1:30pm, they would still insist on playing the seesaw. Naks.. And the dutiful teacher watching over them is of course at the middle of the seesaw overseeing them despite the heat. Oh well..

Looking forward to the June 30 holiday though. A much longed longer hours of sleep and some others things in mind maybe to anticipate the 11:59pm. What nice thing should I do on that hour?

I was struck by Mari‘s prayer tonight, she said, “Lord bless our teachers.”

This week, a parent of one 2-year old boy I and my co-teacher assessed came and asked feedback about his kid’s status with our school. We asked every child wanting to enroll undergo an assessment for us teachers to know the child’s cognitive level. Since his child has special needs, we asked him to see our Directress, as per instruction. When he asked about his child’s special needs and the treatment and accommodations he’ll get despite knowing that the kid regressed for a time now and when he reacted about us mentioning that his kid banged his head, he reacted and blurted out angry words at us. Rendering my co-teacher stunned and speechless. He talked as if we were his servants, disrespecting our assessment results and observations on his child. Just then, our Directress heard and came out to entertain him, he was now begging that we accept his kid despite the treatments recommended for him. Our Directress’ decision will be based upon our assessment report and recommendation. Gush.. He came back that afternoon to submit a photocopy of the doctor’s diagnostic report, he didn’t make eye contact with me and my co-teacher and even interrupted me and my boss’ conversation. Damn.. Hadn’t he thought that its not our Directress who’ll be handling his kid but us teachers and he disrespected us just like that?  Shouted at us as if it was not part of our job to be reliable with our report and look after the child’s well-being? Hahayz.. We do understand that he is desperate to find a school who’ll accept his kid and teach him appropriately and school opening is fast approaching. But we wished he hadn’t treated us that way. We might lash back on his son. Hehe.. Kidding..