Sigh..

Last March 9,2006 was an unforgettable day for me and for all the Tan girls. It was a hot and sunny day. My throat is itching and the hot sun dried my lips. During our CWTS period, we were made to practice the so called "pass and review.” It will be our tribute for those teachers who are retiring. We practiced marching in the open field. At first, it was just fine and the heat of the sun was tolerable but later on, my knees and feet became weak. It was already painful and we were seldom given a break and if ever we were given, it was only about one or two minutes and we were made to run if we would get something. After running, again we were made to practice marching.

When the first period of our CWTS was about to end, April Gamboa stopped marching ans told out commanding officer that she was feeling dizzy and when I looked at her, she was already pale and she was catching her breath. Our commanding officer then ordered her to move out of the platoon. We were also given a two-minute break. I was happy because at least , we could rest even if for a few minutes. Suddenly, our commanding officer said “sige kakuyap sad mo tanan para makapahuway sad mo!” My blood pressure rose up and I was starting to be furious. Even if he said it in a manner like he was just joking, I was very angry about it because it was very sarcastic. Its as if she doubts April.

After the two-minute break, the bell rang for recess but we did not eat because we lost a lot of energy that we could barely walk. I was not really comfortable because I was having my period then. After the break, we were asked to carry the chairs from the classrooms to the Arts and Science building for the UPHS examination. It was very tiring and when we arrived in the AS building, we were all catching for our breath. We then seated ourselves in the chairs we carried. I thought that it was going to be our final task but I was wrong. When we were already heading our way to the other campus, we were surprised to see our commanding officer counting. We immediately ran to form our formation but the other members of our platoon arrived late and this made our commanding officer very angry that he gave us thirty-one bombers as punishment. It was hard for me because I have menstruation and he knows it. He was very inconsiderate. After the thirty-one bombers, I was already dizzy but we were given an additional of five bombers. For me, it was injustice. I certainly do not think that we deserved that kind of punishment. My tears fell because of anger and after the pamamaalam I ran immediately to our classroom. In the classroom, another breathtaking incident occurred.