My High School Teacher

Just this morning, I saw my teacher back in High School. I think she's with her sister. I noticed her at once as I enter the jeepney. She gained more weight compared to my High School days. But, she still looks great with her affectionate smile. She smiled at me—I smiled back at her.

I can't recall if she's our Economics or Social Studies teacher. But there is one incident I can never forget about her.

It was 3rd year High School—She was discussing about something when she went off balance on the elevated platform. She was overweight with her tight blouse and skirt uniform. She managed to hold on to the table in front of her, but her weight dragged her on the floor. As she lost her composure on the floor, she forgot her legs are apart--that everyone in her class can see her underwear. To protect her identity, I would rather not mention her name.

It’s 2:27PM. I just finished some of my reports. I still feel sleepy. I can’t wait to go home and sleep.