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93 days before Christmas!
Sunday, May 10, 2009, 6:05 PMI never really had the time to rethink about all my experiences during my ten months in my junior section. That's until now.
The word Cana is simple, neat, and easy to write on quiz papers. I liked the word. However, I used to dislike that section. "Used to" refers to 12 months ago. It was May last year when I found out that most of my closest friends were put under Gethsemane. Therefore, Cana wasn't my cup of tea. Back then I would've been able to call all of my classmates by name, but that's about it. I didn't speak to them as I did to my friends. Actually, most of the conversations enclosed in that four-cornered classroom were mere small talk. Like me, my classmates' friends were in the other sections.
Looking back, it was quite funny walking into that classroom for the very first time.
'Twas the first day of the school year. I wasn't expecting much enthusiasm from myself as I strolled down the hallway. Then, I found myself in front of the classroom. My classroom. I entered it and...surprise! Nobody was inside! So, where were all those missing classmates? They were either in Gethsemane or Galilee chatting with their friends there.
Well, I'll cut to the chase. Despite all my old pessimistic views on Cana, I've grown to like it as if I never hated it before. Diligent, responsible, and still filled to the brim with fun. Cana, for short.
I wonder what my section would be this coming school year...