Try to Be Sane Again

Today was my last day being the Art Teacher. As I walk the familiar paved pathways of my youth this is my second time saying farewell to this pathways. Nine years ago I made a promise that I would never set foot again on these pathways but I was wrong. You can never predict the future. I am not saying that I will never set foot again on this so called educator’s soil; I am not that naïve. If ever I would come back it would be a good retrospective of my past.

From the start I knew I would cause a stir on the said institution I am about to depart. They thought they knew me well because they thought I had shared a part of my life in those walls but I am not that promising little grade six student anymore. Walls could not contain me any longer. Restrictions only breathe more life into my insurgence of squared ideas. I am sorry that I have disappointed them all…wait I do not want to ask for apologies. I am what I am.

I just hate going away with lies painted all over the place. I want to clear my dear Toto’s name. He is not what they think he is. I guess it is just time that we flee that place and let them all rot in the lies they want to believe.

I have small time left in Davao. I will be shipped off again to Manila. My last moments in Davao I want to spend it with the cherished friends that I have found for the past months.

Maybe I will try another fresh start. Try to be sane again.