She was slouching on the corner of the classroom indifferent to the movements of the students around her. There were some who wiggled around the room like worms. Some were noisily talking about the season finale of Glee. But she could not be in their world. She is fixated on her financial problems. It was really bothering her - the status of her finances since debts are pushing her inside the cavernous threat of being unstable... both in terms of credibility and even emotionally.
She could not concentrate on her teaching. How could she facilitate learning when in fact she was looking for a way out with the seeming intricate web of debts? She tried to sell ice candy to the students but they are now opting for those fruit shakes outside. Her longganisa was not tasty according to her co-teacher...
The banks could not allow her to restructure her loans. She's in deep shit, indeed...
She then remembered the news on TV when that man jumped out of the building's 7th floor. Would that end her problems? But what about her children? Her husband would look for another wife for sure when she would be gone. The husband even had a mistress even with her eyes still open...
"Mrs. Reyes?" the Principal's voice jolted her out of her reverie. "Please come to my office after your class."
"Yes Madam," she answered with a slight trembling on her voice.
As she walked the pebbled pathway towards the Principal's office, she heard a slight tinkling on the ground. She did not see the one peso coin first for she got distracted with the peeling part of her shoe... leatherette... She must have joined her companions when they went to the ukay-ukay for a good pair of secondhand shoes...
The principal was outside her office, arms akimbo. Her heart started to pound like mad.
Before she made a step towards the Principal's office, she bent and picked up the coin and absently placed it on her pocket.
(photo:printliberation.com)
She could not concentrate on her teaching. How could she facilitate learning when in fact she was looking for a way out with the seeming intricate web of debts? She tried to sell ice candy to the students but they are now opting for those fruit shakes outside. Her longganisa was not tasty according to her co-teacher...
The banks could not allow her to restructure her loans. She's in deep shit, indeed...
She then remembered the news on TV when that man jumped out of the building's 7th floor. Would that end her problems? But what about her children? Her husband would look for another wife for sure when she would be gone. The husband even had a mistress even with her eyes still open...
"Mrs. Reyes?" the Principal's voice jolted her out of her reverie. "Please come to my office after your class."
"Yes Madam," she answered with a slight trembling on her voice.
As she walked the pebbled pathway towards the Principal's office, she heard a slight tinkling on the ground. She did not see the one peso coin first for she got distracted with the peeling part of her shoe... leatherette... She must have joined her companions when they went to the ukay-ukay for a good pair of secondhand shoes...
The principal was outside her office, arms akimbo. Her heart started to pound like mad.
Before she made a step towards the Principal's office, she bent and picked up the coin and absently placed it on her pocket.
(photo:printliberation.com)
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