My third Year Life

Third Year is one of my most memorable years in CavSci but take note it’s the most difficult year for me. I’ve been slept late at night just to do many assignments and projects. I think they gave us 10 assignments per week. I even skipped meals to do my assignments when I didn’t finish it in our home and beware to all third year teachers. They are strict but you’ll love them if you’ll know their crazy sides and truly hearts. They are sweet sometimes bitter but most of them are good not just good they are VERY GOOD.  They are the kind of teachers that they will give their hearts when discussing lessons. I will really miss them. Let’s start why third year is special for me even though it’s quite difficult.

I belong in the section of III-Hydrogen under Mrs. Mildred C. Atentido. We are fifteen boys and fifteen girls. Boys are handsome and girls are beautiful like their adviser. We are one family inside the classroom. We have joker, garrulous student, singer, dancer and in short we are one of the talented students in CavSci. We are ordinary students but our adviser said that we can be better to those students belonging in the highest section. Yes! She’s correct we can but the only problem is most of us are lazy and playful. Most of the students in my section didn’t pass projects on time especially the boys. They are always playing volleyball and sipa outside the room. As we know each other our relationship grows more. Boys are nice and girls too but the nicest in our room is our adviser. She brought patience every day.

 We had bonding and that bonding means a lot for me. No one can really break us relationship in our room and even tornado can’t break it. There’s a unity when it comes to tease an individual. Boys are often mentioning names when the topic is somewhat related to that person. They used to make nicknames like beki, general, mong, black hole and other nicknames that can cause quarrel sometimes but as the time passed they accepted it and served as fun.   

The most special is my adviser like what I’m telling you. She always brought patience and understanding to us. She’s sweet but beware she’s strict. She’s kind and you can actually serve her as your inspiration like I do. We are one family in the classroom and she’s our best mother. She disciplines us and she makes us what we are now today. One day I was afraid when she said that she would give-up because that time we couldn’t speak with her and the happiness that we made through was not the same as we started in the beginning but after that the happiness rose again and it seems that it won’t end.

All I can say is wonderful! I will really miss those people and if there’s a time machine I will travel back in my Third year memories. The heavens won’t have end.