There's much more to gain

My class, 4-2, was feeling sweet this week. We surprised all, well almost all, of our teachers with a song number. Yeah, as in, we played/sang Huling Harana to every last class that we could.

To those who don't know, Huling Harana is the graduation song I composed that qualified for the "finals", but unfortunately won only 2nd place.

But it was a blessing in disguise, now that I think of it. Now, we could sing it to all of our teachers and call it our own song. 4-2's song. Not the Green batch's song. Not any other's, but ours alone.

Haha selfish.

I realized that this song was created solely to be a huling harana to the teachers. And to my classmates as well.

I also realized that what Sir Dennis said was true. This song strengthened the bonds that held our class. It made us closer to one another in some mysterious way. :)

Sigghhh...I really TRULY believe that 4-2 is the best class to be in. We are very talented musically, artistically, athletically, and academically. Okay, ang yabang. :)) But I really am just proud of 4-2.

The best, however, is that there are no outcasts. Like what Mrs. Marquez said, she sees 4-2 as 4-2. As a whole. She doesn't recall only a single person's face when she thinks of 4-2, but all 42 faces pop into her head.

Last but not least, it is because we were blessed with such a caring mother, Mama Maita, who has been always there to show us that all of us are loved. :)

In 23 days, we are all going to part. But I hope we would still see each other again.

HAHA! Ooopsss, english yan ng Huling Harana bridge. ;)