It's Been A Long Road


The weekend is slow and I had an opportunity to scan old photographs of high school memories at home. I came upon pictures of our high school plays. My classmates and I were fond of presenting plays and performing on stage. Our first try was when we were first year high school students. I was able to write and direct a play entitled Under the Spell. It was about vampires and how one vampire feel in love with a human being (sounds familiar now? wink wink). There were no werewolves though but if given the chance to produce a sequel of that stageplay, we might have had considered. The Under the Spell play won Best Play, Best Production, Best Sounds, Best Supporting Actress, Best Supporting Actor, Best Make up, Best Director and Best Script.


Because of our success during the Freshmen plays, our class was chosen to represent the school during the First Interschool Handurawan Playfest. In 1995(?) we presented the New Yorker in Tondo and was able to receive a citation for Outstanding Production during the Finale Night of the 3-day playfest. We were no drama class but under the mentorship of Mrs. Gaspay, Mr. Mandy Alimon and our other Speech and English teachers, the class was able to pull through. It was a fun experience and we were so happy that we were able to repeat it during our Junior year when we presented another comedy play, "Educating Josefina".

During our graduating year, as part of our speech project and included during the Speechfest Week, our class presented our final play, "The Tragedy of Joshua", somewhat a deviation from our usual presentation. It was a tragic play and sort of a heavy drama story.


I cannot help but feel nostalgic while looking at the pictures. I miss my high school friends. Most of them are now professionals. Some are married and have kids of their own. Some are abroad. Some are working in other provinces. But I am happy to have been a part of Class 1998 USLS-IS.






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