Random Thoughts Of Him...

Years have already passed since I saw my Sunday School teacher Mrs. Co. She has been a good teacher of mine when I was still young, and she's taught us more than what we called the best. I can't believe that she hasn't visited the Philippines since her migration to Dallas, Texas; and from that day on, I didn't see her along with her husband and son. It wasn't fair for me.

Months before I got into rehearsal affairs with Hope Christian High School, I was assigned to be the accompanist for the Church's anniversary. At first I thought I couldn't give out my best, but thank God that he gave me courage to keep calm. Two Sundays before the anniversary, I saw my Sunday School teacher again. I greeted her and Reverend Co (her husband) happily. Mrs. Co didn't recognize me at first, but soon she recalled of Patti (my aunt), and the times where I was the shy girl in Daily Vacation Bible School. Mrs. Co told me that I grown to be tall and beautiful (huh? hehe), and that's really nice of her.

Soon after, the anniversary special was one day away. On Saturday's technical rehearsal, Mrs. Jeannie Chan (my boss) introduced the flutist to Children's Choir (where I worked). I was too shy that I couldn't even bear to look at him, but he smiled at me and even said that I was good in playing the piano. I said thank you, but the redness crept up to my cheeks that I couldn't even turn to look at my students. Silly, I thought.

The anniversary turned out to be well-prepared. Even the congregation joined us in singing the song "Jesus Loves Me". Thank God, all accompanists (me included) had the cooperation for bringing our best to the Lord. I couldn't stop smiling, even though my mood was half-destroyed by someone I hated that morning. Coincidentally, I was told to join the Hope Alumni Choir with my family. To my surprise, my Sunday School teacher was there! I smiled. It was pretty cool.

It seems to me that hewas there all the time. Whenever I go to Sunday School, Church Services or Children's Choir, He always gave a big smile to me. He definitely wasn't ignoring me or anyone else I talked to. Many times, he'd appreciate everything I've done well. Thank God for such a good friend, I thought. Inside my heart, it was a different feeling. He maybe younger than me, (don't screw me for this) but it seems like our friendship is getting closer.

On the recent weeks, I had a tough time rehearsing along with the choir and the orchestra. Dr. Agnes Tan, our conductor from the USA, has arrived and started polishing everything from songs to choreography. I was also assigned by her to join the dancing (along with 11 of my best friends), and that feels good. I didn't only learn a lot from Dr. Agnes, but I also got in touch with my friends that joined the choir. The very first technical rehearsal almost cost me a million jobs to do at school, but that's not all. We have to stand for hours at night. It started early, but somewhat ended late. I got knocked down by fatigue during those times. And again, I was surprised to see someone in the orchestra. Him! He smiled at me frequently, and said that I got good dancing skills. It made me snicker all alone in the quiet stage during break hours.

For all the happenings that occured during the recent days of my life, I stil feel happy to have a good friend in my life. And I wish that, he'd stay a little bit longer... (though I have a photo of him in my phone, hahaha)