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The way we were

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“THE WAY They Are” ART BY GCF

While I was foraging on the highest of my bookshelves, a Jurassic yearbook fell on my lap. In it we were Fourth Grade, all holding diplomas. There were several graduations then—primary or Fourth Grade, elementary or Sixth Grade, and Fourth Year High School.

St. Theresa’s College was a convent school for girls run by Belgian nuns, though the primary grades were coed. We had only about six or so boys per class, nurtured through kindergarten.

As far as we original alumnae were concerned, the only real Santa Teresa was the one located at 202 San Marcelino St., Malate. Not the low, democratic “branch” on D. Tuazon, Quezon City. STC used to be an ornate white structure that looked like an elegant wedding cake. The top floor was surrounded all over by ornate white precast railings. They had cutouts, like fat, exaggerated cross stitches.

The Adamson University to whom the wedding cake was sold used to be a small school across us, next to San Marcelino Church. Nothing remains as it was. I had not passed by that street for a long, long time. If you want to break your heart, visit a neighborhood you once knew as a child. I eagerly looked for our familiar old building which, for a while, remained intact and just had “Adamson” tacked on it. Gone now were the signature white balustrades. It was a new, modern facade. All that remained of the old structure was one miserable row of cross stitches, embedded gracelessly under the Adamson sign. They looked like false teeth.

‘Lola’ and ‘lolo’ now

Of the faces I saw in our yearbook picture of Grade IV, I could identify most of the girls, and Renato Ira, who lives down our street, identified most of the boys. Here they are:

First row, left to right: Ramon Arevalo, Teresita Sandoval, Julieta Echaus, Rosita Alcalde, Caridad Cecilio, Hazel York, Gloria Ruiz Castro, Eloisa Valencia, Teresita Veloso, Lilia Carmona, Gilda Cordero, Teresita Reyes, Valentin Afable.

Second row: Felix Ira Jr., Angelina Licuanan, (?), Teresita de la Rama, Pilar Kamantigue, Teresita de Leon, Catalina Concepcion, Louisa O’ Toole, Consuelo Siy, Naty Mota, Amelia Garlitos, Teresita Garcia, (?), Robert Wilson.

Third row:  Nicomedes Yatco, Norma Yenko, Georgette Israel, (?), Lourdes Sevilla, Lourdes Lopez, Teresita Luzurriaga, Abdona Israel, (?), (?), (?), and Antonio Lacsamana. In the picture, I couldn’t find Alex (Handy) Reyes and Aurelio Dizon, whom I thought were my classmates then, or weren’t they?

There’s something sentimental about old age. All of those classmates must now be more or less my age—82 to 85. They are lola and lolo, or crusty old bachelors and spinsters, widows and widowers, or nuns and priests. They may be healthy or infirm, and some of them may be dead.

Big playground

St. Theresa’s, San Marcelino, had a big playground surrounded on three sides by classrooms. The corridors were polished cement on which you could skate to your heart’s content. Each of these three sides had two steps down to the playground. Kids were always sitting on those steps playing jackstones or Pick-up-Sticks or drawing.

On the playground you could play piko, kick-da-can (or baseball if it was P.E.). In the middle was a Maypole that had hanging ropes with loops at the ends that you could hang on to, run and lift up. On the other part was a set of swings.

There were two big acacia trees near the “bridge.” They were encircled by cement seats. Yayas often sat there since the trees were near the slides and the seesaws where the kindergartners played and headed for the drinking fountains.

“Under the bridge” was shady and ideal for playing patintero before the 2 o’clock bell. An open-air prohibited area on the second floor led to the high school classrooms and the clausura or sleeping quarters of the nuns. If you were daring, you could clamber up the partition and peep into the clausura to see if the madres were really kalbo (something that always sent us girls into paroxysms of laughter).

Two candy stores

STC had two candy stores. The small one carried sweets costing less than 5 centavos, such as Oracca hard candies, Butterballs, Señorita Lemon Drops, caramel squares, Kisses, coconut candies, titina, dikyam and a cheap candy with a bonus carcomania that you could wet to transfer its design on your arm.

The more expensive candy store carried chocolates: Nestle, Hershey’s, Baby Ruth, O Henry, Butterfinger, Milk Duds, Big Nut Chu, Tootsie Roll and the extra sweet Snickers and Three Musketeers. When it was not recess time, the small store became a stationery shop for ruled notebooks, arithmetic notebooks, writing pads, rulers, crayons, blunt scissors, bottled white paste, pen nibs, blue or green Bonton ink, pink or blue blotters.

The recess bell—five or six enthusiastic clangs—came from a big bronze bell hanging from a tree. A reliable student bell ringer pulled the rope attached to its tongue. Three clangs heralded the beginning of classes, and lining up. “One” meant silence. The next “one” meant “pass” or “enter classrooms.”  That bell ruled us all.

Ruddy Caucasian faces

How could you not admire the Belgian nuns? Almost just teenagers, they came from a cold, cold country to found a school in a hot, hot land. Their wimples were tight, their black veils with starched corners looked like Batman capes.

Underneath their white habits we discovered two more layers of thick black underwear. On their breasts hung a crucifix. A wooden rosary, two feet long, dangled from their waists. They had ruddy Caucasian faces. They smiled, they itched, they prayed with outstretched arms, they got homesick, they died.

But they knew their onions and faced every class prepared. They flawlessly transmitted the English they had just learned (with some quirks in pronunciation) and we, the Theresians, knew grammar well. They reared us like fine European misses. They taught us the French curtsy to the Belgian Queen. Our books had lots of fir trees and squirrels and snow. I had no idea I was Filipino.

Every month we had a day of reckoning, the Proclamation of Grades in the Assembly Hall. We formed a semicircle under a towering plaster statue of St. Theresa of Avila where our grades were “proclaimed” for all to hear. It was heaven for those with good grades, while those who did not melted in their boots.

I don’t know if anybody ever had such a memorable education since. And a more child-friendly playground to cherish than ours.


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  • Michelle Tandoc Alamil

    Gilda, what do you mean by what you said, “As far as we original alumnae were concerned, the only real Santa Teresa
    was the one located at 202 San Marcelino St., Malate. Not the low,
    democratic “branch” on D. Tuazon, Quezon City.” I am not happy by that comment. Mitch of STC, QC

  • Magnolia

    I just want to let you know that I am a graduate of STC in D. Tuazon, Quezon City and I am so proud of it! I was really hurt by your article calling our school low, democratic “branch.” Shame on you Grandma!!! We are all Theresian and we should always support each other no matter what! I want an apology right now!!!

  • Tetet Albis

    I am also a Theresian from STC, QC and I am insulted with the reference to our school as the “low, democratic “branch”" and that it is not “real”. San Marcelino will go down in history books as the original site of St. Theresa’s College and rightfully so. But I hope that you recognize that it is in STC, QC and STC Cebu (lowly branches, they may seem to you) that history is continuously being written as these institutions continue to mold its students to uphold their Theresian values.

  • Elgy Guerrero

    You write well. Maybe next time you could write more responsibly ergo respecting others’ feelings. I studied at St. Theresa’s College, Quezon City, the one at D. Tuazon. It taught me a lot and it’s mainly the foundation of my whole being so I would have to disagree with you when you described my Alma Mater as ‘low’ and emphasized us being just a ‘branch’. More power and God bless you!

  • Lorna Fernandez-Frez

    To Ms Cordero- Sharing your fond remembrances of your years at STC Manila is one way to give tribute to your alma mater. However, in my opinion, it would have been a greater tribute if you had avoided comparing it to the “branch” which you described as “low democratic” if only to show what STC Manila has taught you.
    May St. Theresa of Avila intercede for your enlightenment.
    I am a proud Theresian too but from STCQC.
    GS 1970, HS 1974

  • Lissa Sumpaico

    I understand where Ms Cordero is coming from, that her beloved school closed down. Anyone in that position would feel the same way. What was extremely disappointing that she managed to alienate all past, current and future generations of Theresians from STC QC with her disparaging remark that STC QC is the “low, democratic branch” of Sta. Teresa.
    I am a believer that any artist or writer is only as good as her last output, and unfortunately for Ms Cordero, this article has taken quite a lot from her stellar image, as in the midst of her sentimental remembrance of her school, she managed to insult generations of Theresians who are from the same Theresian family as she is.
    As far as I’m concerned, a true Theresian will NEVER disparage anyone in public. A true Theresian accepts and welcomes diversity. At the end of the day, it doesn’t matter to a true Theresian where one comes from. What matter is what one has made of herself and how one has contributed to the greater good.
    Ms. Cordero, this article has made me and generations of Theresians extremely disappointed in you. As a Theresian, we expected more from you.

    Lissa J. Sumpaico, a proud alumna of STC QC
    GS 1988, HS 1992



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