High School Life Oh my HS Life Sophomore
In June 1992, I was in section Jupiter and my teacher-adviser was the bride of Chucky: Mrs. Severina B. Chin. Well she kinda looked like the female counterpart of the scary doll from the horror series. I had a wonderful relationship with the bride of Chucky… I made her cry.
It was in her earth science class when she mentioned about properties and characteristics of matter. At one point she spoke about elasticity and flexibility of some materials. I thought her class was pretty boring. But something that she uttered made my ears pop. The Bride of Chucky said, “Rubber is elastic and flexible. If you pull them apart, the rubber band will STREEECH.”
It was very funny and at the same time uncomfortable to hear how the word STRETCH was pronounced as STREEECH! In my revived state, I unconsciously said, “HALA STREEECH.” I said it aloud that the classroom fell silent and the bride of chucky was disrupted from her lecture. She ended her class in tears. I apologized to her after the class. I followed her in her office. But she continued crying…her mascara smearing her STREEECHED face as she talked about being human and being sensitive yadayadayada.
Few weeks after, she was picked to be the emcee for Bb. Agham, the school’s ultimate annual beauty pageant held during Science Fair week. She will always be remembered on her opening statement, “Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to 1992 Cee-cee-en-ess-itch-ess (CCNSHS) Bb. Agham”. The ITCH in the CCNSHS was pronounced in high pitch that the entire audience echoed ‘ITCH’ in similar pattern. Ooooh. Poor Bride of Chucky struck twice.
I also remembered my teacher in T.H.E. (Technology and Home Economics), Mr. Bantillan. People called him either IBEX or TOGGENBERG because true enough he looked like a species of the grass grazer. Illustrations of IBEX and TOGGENBERG were posted beside the black board . He had a weird goatee and a harsh husky voice. I find his lectures in carpentry and woodwork very interesting.
In my sophomore year, I was a delegate for a conference in Baguio City. The conference was organized by the Children’s Museum and Library, Inc. Primarily the goal was to empower the youth by tapping available resources like books and reading materials. We represented Region VII.
It was also one of the longest trips I ever made in high school. I was accompanied by a hobbit and one other student. It was my first time to travel to the north; first time in Manila and Baguio; first time to ride a ship; first time to travel with a hobbit; first time to be ‘molested’ by a hobbit.
It was a weird experience at Teacher’s Camp with the hobbit who taught Social Studies. Baguio City during the month of October was starting to get even colder especially at dawn. The three of us slept in one huge bed. The hobbit stayed in between. There were no heaters around so the room got extremely cold at dawn. I was awakened in my sleep when the hobbit wrapped his dwarf of a body around me. I stirred but he kept me still. I heard him say, “It’s gotten cold. You’re frigid; I hope you’re okay with my warmth.”
I was frigid all right, but his gesture made me shiver. I blamed Teacher’s Camp for not providing us with enough blankets. Darn. I was taken advantage of. I rather wanted a cute handsome ghost to frighten me than be wrapped with a warm freaky body of the hobbit.
Well I heard stories about the hobbit’s exploration with his scouting masters several years later. So I was never surprised anymore. The hobbit had tendencies indeed. Ewwww.
On to the Junior Year next time.
Hala streeech ! That’s so funny ! I was in CCNSHS before her time but we had one classmate who made another teacher cry … this teacher likes to pronounce S as CH
And Mr Bantilan’s nickname got upgraded… We just used to call him plain old goat
Nice blog guy.
Hahah. High school teachers were interesting. They made high school life fun and funny.
Thanks for dropping by.
that was so funny! we never knew that she existed at those times… but if only you were in ccnshs where she is now the principal, you could form a dictionary of her beautiful sayings in life… she did say this: when i went iloilo, i met a cheep, the one who cooks the pood.
Ei. Very funny, haha! You know, we never thought of nicknaming Mr. P as ‘the HOBBIT’. Good one. You really are a cornball. We just call him by his name. I’m a junior in there by the way. You should meet Mrs. Serundo. A MAPEH teacher she says names of countries in a weird way. Asia->Usha, Indonesia->Indonusha…Theres also “Yes, you may go to the twelet (toilet).” and “Im going upsters, and by the time i will be back you will be ruddy with your uslo pepprr.”
When’s the last time you visited the school? next time you’re gonna visit there?
Hey, thanks for stumbling upon my blog!!!!
I actually visited Sci- Hi Friday, Last week of June. I met the Hobbit and the ever entertaining Mrs. Serundo. Funny because until now her “E” and “I” still sound the same. The latest example was “Cavite” which she pronounced as “Caveti.” Goodness.
Wayne and Wen, my classmates back then got confused when Ms Serundo called out the name for the attendance. The girl named “Wen” would always say “present” first. But then Ms. Serundo would say, “not you Wen, (points to the boy named Wayne) I mhen you Wen.”
She gave us headache from laughing all the time.
wow. you actually got to meet her. small world. anyhoo, the hobbit got our consciences wrung up when he mentioned something about “not bringing the dirt of our school into the net, instead we should resolve it within the walls of the school” thing. my classmates, the ones who know about your blog, were speculating if he read your blog. i whipped out another theory about the other blog of the saihayistas, where they rant about the cat-1 unit and all the anomalies of the school. sad, i didn’t get to see you. i would’ve asked for your autograph. heh. that’d do me some good.
Every institution has their own dirty little secret. And no matter how shiny and prestigious that institution is, there are always some imperfection. Science High, oh that pretty shiny school in the Labangon district is no exception at all. I am proud to be a product of that school not only because of the excellent training that I got but also because of its flaws and the could-have-beens.
Not bringing the “dirt” of the school into the net and resolve it within the walls of the school is a welcome act. However, our conscience dictates that sensitive issues should be dealt with not in the confines of the school but on some other neutral ground. I understand why we could not point our fingers to the dirt while we are still within because people with authority may abuse their power and hide the dirt even more. It’s a known fact however that the imperfection refers not to the students but to the people running the school.
The net is but a neutral ground for discussion as long as we maintain the level of anonymity and as long as we do not divulge the real names of the persons involved. But we should always remember that personal issues with someone could also be resolved outside the walls of the school.
greaTTT!!!
ang HR manager sa LEAR-PETC, with an MBA degree, in-ani jud mo pronounce… makabuang…
illegal to elegal… pinasoft…
then writes in the memo using the spelling of these words:
there’s a “whole” — which supposed to be hole
it’s an “eyesoar” — for eyesore…
basin iya ng role model ang mga teachers sa High School… wahahah and she’s planning to teach an MBA class sa USJR. Poor student…
True. True. BoC [bride of chuckie] spoke a new word this year: Section ZEEYA. What a wonderful world.
A Bride of Chuckie Dictionary is in the brewing.
Hey, hey, hey…kinsa kaha ning tagaLEAR nga nasalaag dre…heheeh
this article is funny
maybe you can join us at http://www.scihi-cebu.com
we would appreciate your articles and contributions there!
Haha. It’s hard to believe our AP teacher to be “that” kind of guy, but there’s just too many stories about him which leaves no room for doubt. And then there’s this other teacher who’s obviously gay… hmm.
in a new building
Cebu City National Science High School Extension…
Joke
naunsa maning mga studyante sa sci-high?? in.ani diae ning sci-high?? way mga batasan sa teachers imbes i.respect in.anaon diae..nagimu pajud og site para makit.an sa tanang tawo..tannan taw masayop mn gud..nya kung/who-ever with no respect…kung mahitabo ni nmu..ma huirt mn sad ka..i really look down on you
I respect everyone’s opinion, good or bad. I didn’t name names either. Thanks for your comments though.
kaila rba ko sa teachers na gi refer sa imo blog. :]
pero sa usa lng na ni comment baahh,
why mam serundo?
she’s a good teacher rba.
then i agree with blahblah.. we should respect our teachers for we wont reach our goals in life without them. isa pa,, nobody is perfect. even the greatest man on earth can make great mistakes.. so we should not judge them. instead, we should appreciate their good deeds and sacrifices for us.
pero ok ra.. we have different opinions mn sad
.xO.xaihaychurva.Ox.
haha. go mga ate ug kuya.
no comment. pde ramna cguro kataw.an ni nato tanan? kay wla man xd perfect.
gikapoi nako sa scihi!
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waaaaaaa
kapuy skuyla
bsag summer pressure ghapon??
imagine??? O.O
Sci-Hi was far from perfect. It did have more than its fair share of eccentric teachers. Some of them were not fit to teach because of their personal limitations but some of them were not fit to even be called teachers because of their lack of compassion and their small-mindedness. I think our Social Studies teacher, our nurse and our guidance councilor are part of the latter list.
Still I remember it with fondness, because its part of who I am and who I turned out to be.