On our way to Colonia, the first house we stopped by was Allen Colongan’s. Her house is situated at the mountainside and an overlooking from the national road. I am not an engineer or someone who is great with numbers and calculations but I think her house is 15 meters above the ground. My appology to Allen if I am making wrong calculation.
Anyways, just a recall about Allen way back grade 5; she was this petite girl, with white complexion, and ear length straight hair, and beautiful. But we never became close friends. She was in the second section and I viewed her as snubbish and choosy with whom to befriend with. Despite how little the population of grade 5 students, I never had the chance to really know her, but I know she knew me very well while I knew her by her face.
Just to mention, Welkie and Allen are good friends. We paid a visit, luckily Allen was there. I was looking up to her house and still looking for her. After closely looking at the girl who was so obviously uneasy to hear her name asked by Welkie, I then recognized her. I had the hard time recognizing her because, she is now a morena, long haired and totally different from what she was and from what I am expecting. We climbed or way to their very nice and clean home through a slopy path.
Allen is now practicing her profession as educator in one of the school in Tuburan. I forgot the name of the school but I never forget how she described it as a very far. Located in one of the mountain in Tuburan. Just imagine how far it is to pay a 150 pesos one way ride to that place. Gosh, I cant imagine how difficult it is for her. But I laud her dedication and genuinely true to her profession.
She didn’t recognized me at first. Welkie toyed her for guessing who I am. Unfortunately, she forgot my name but she recognizes my face. So I was introduced to her. After hearing my name, I saw that gladness of seeing me again.
A quite few lines spared and we left her home and headed for another friend’s abode. We were targeting on Georgina Gorgonia’s house.