(This post is dedicated to my high school friends and other fellow Knollers, on our school’s 80th year)
As scheduled, Tanya and I paid a visit to our alma mater this afternoon before proceeding to Ateneo. We went to the College department first (to conduct the business portion of the visit) – the only part of the campus that I don’t know as well as the back of my hand. I met Tanya’s old department head (Communication Arts). When she told her that we decided to drop by since we were in the neighborhood, Ms. Garcia immediately replied, “But this is not just your neighborhood, this is your home!” How very true. And a lot of the people we met there used that term with us. Indeed, it was like coming home to the place which was my second home for thirteen years.
So, let me share with you some of my favorite or memorable places in this second home:
Rock Garden
I used to sit on those benches while waiting for my school bus. When by myself, I usually read my chosen books for our book reports or just daydream. I usually pretend that I’m the lady of the forest. Those benches are the still the original ones that have been there since I first entered the school.
Bamboo Area
The default meeting place of practically any and every high school group. I don’t know if those bamboo poles are magical, but in spite of the size of the student population in relation to the space, there’s ALWAYS a vacant spot (not always on those two stone tables, of course) for every group that decides to meet there at any given time.
Calachuchi Area
Trina is the one who has the best shot of this spot, but this one will do for this blog. There are 21 calachuchi trees on one side, 22 on the other. This is a memorable spot for our barkada. 😉 I also once climbed one of those trees and placed Rebs’ bag atop a branch as a prank.
Other important spots:
Spiral Stairs
Main building
The newly-restored Marian Auditorium
I sneaked this shot. We were just peering through the glass portion of the door, and we were surprised that it wasn’t locked when Tanya pulled the handle. I’m pretty sure we’re allowed to go inside and look around, but it felt odd and eerie to do so with only two of us inside the huge auditorium.
It felt really good to go back to the place that helped shape who I am today, and gave me a lot of my best experiences and memories. I was never the popular, the smartest or the most active student – in fact I was way below the radar – but it never mattered because I was really happy with the corner of the universe that belonged to me and my friends. So, to my alma mater, thank you for “thy joy, thy wisdom, and love”. All for Jesus through Mary.