A favorite memory. Oh,
boy. This is, by far, the mostiestest, difficultiestest challenge. I mean, how
could you have a favorite memory? But, ok, I’m gonna try to rack my mind, the
innermost part of my memory, and look for something that I could label as my
favorite. Let me see…
How about this...
Forget about the
people in the picture. They’re not the focus of my favorite memory. Look at the
building instead. That’s Capul Agro-Industrial School’s Vo-Ag Building (Edukasyon ang Solusyon according to Sec.
Lapus). And come to think of it, up until now, I never knew the meaning of
Vo-Ag! How silly of me. So, uhm, let’s try to come up with something that best
suit the name of the building. Is it Voracious-Agree? Or Vocabulary-Agitation? Whatever.
It doesn’t matter anyway. I grew up calling the place Vo-Ag. So, I think it’s
better to keep it that way.
Anyway, that’s my
favorite memory. Not only that I spent a lot of cool time with my high school
friends at that particular building, it’s also the same building that witnessed
me emerging into a full-pledged Youth for Christ! Along with 59 other
participants. See? That’s something you may consider favorite. YFC has been and
still a great part of my life, and it all started there. The rooms in that
building served many purposes.
Take a look.
Oh, boy! Forget those
faces. I mean, they have nothing to do with what I have to say.
*<laugh>*. Sorry, you guys. That building to your right served as
our kitchen. It’s also the same room that witnessed me eating Ampalaya for the first time! And it wasn’t
bad after all. It’s just bitter. And we had no other choice. It’s either you
eat and get energized, or not and die! The room next to it was our Mathematics
room. And I had a lot of funny memories in there. Oh, high school. Come back
please! The room at the far end, the one near that lady in orange used to be
the Baptism room. It’s where we were taken to be baptized on that fateful night.
Pretty logical, obviously. And in the afternoon before the baptism, we had our
confession in there. With Fr. Añosa, I think. That was really awkward, man.
Face to face with a priest. I can’t do it anymore. I’m close to most priests
now. That’s just too awkward. I still love confessing with my face hidden.
That’s me! But don’t
mind me. And that photo bomber there. Look at your left. The first door belongs
to the room that served as our session hall during our youth camp. It is where most
of the activities were done, including the five talks and all the crying. There
were games too. I remember “Chimmy Chimmy Chummy” and “Buntis na Anay”! Oh,
nostalgia! And there were a lot of teaching of songs. But the one thing I learned
first (and the only song I learned the entire youth camp) was “Sure Foundation”.
A very easy song to remember, indeed. But I know a lot of praise songs by now. I
just love listening to songs for God. It takes you to the zone, man. You feel
like you’re near heaven. Oh. Heaven!
And if you walk
straight, then turned left, you’ll reach the room where we slept for two
nights. The room that witnessed all our craziness. It used to be our Senior
Filipino room. I don’t know if it is still Filipino room now. You see, Vo-Ag is
shaped like a U. with a concrete path at the center separating two Kalachuchi trees. And directly opposite
to where we were eating was our barracks. Our sleeping room. I couldn’t find a
photo of it, though. Sorry!
So that’s it! Day 5
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