Recently, a one-time student of mine James De Guzman Eustaquio died of a heart attack, one Sunday morn. He was only 21 years old.

It’s quite shocking and very saddening when we found out. James was one of the conscientious ones in the class and his drive to excel would inspire you. He was also one of those students who kept in touch even when I’m not teaching anymore. His forwarded quotes or simple hellos made me feel as if I’ve actually done some thing good for the class, that I’m remembered.

James was a good son. Taking the role of provider one semester, he took a call center job in order to help his mom pay the bills. I told him to never give up on his studies, and of course he didn’t.

You meet people in your life and know that they’ll be successful someday because of their stellar characteristics, James was one of those. I was looking forward to see him graduate, fulfill his dreams and conquer the world.

Perhaps his being a perfectionist in his schoolwork and his other extra-curricular activities took a toll in his body. I dunno. I dunno really why God would take away such a good person; it’s like taking away one bright soul. But maybe, it was his time to rest from all the worries the world has given him. Farewell James, you will be missed dearly.

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Yes I taught Print Media Practice and Principles for one semester in Pamantasan ng Lokal ng Marikina due to a request of a friend. I was very reluctant then to teach as I did not have formal training and I wasn’t sure if I could squeeze teaching into my hectic schedule then. However, I was glad I did and learned much from the students as I hope they did from me.

Their tenacious spirit to educate themselves despite misfortunes in life, touched me deeply. I see them as young heroes, the torchbearers of a bright future for themselves and their families.

I remember how I used to worry every Saturday coz there was only one projector for the entire building. The students were very patient with my soft voice and they made do with squinting at my laptop screen to see my PowerPoint Presentations. When a blackout happened one Saturday, there was no generator so I could not teach and just sent them home.

Despite being financial scholars, the students’ dedication towards their studies inspired me to be able to impart as much interest in writing as I could. I’ve always believed that writing opened a lot of worlds for me, as I hope it would too for them.

A couple of my former students still text me and are even my ym, multiply, friendster and yeah facebook friends. I’m grateful that they keep in touch. Mic2 told me they’ve already taken their graduation pix.

To the class of ABMC IV-1, congratulations, I’m so happy for you! Your graduation is the culmination of your dreams. It doesn’t stop there though. Galingan nyo ha pgkagraduate.

Don’t let James’ memory fade away. It’s coz of him and for your own sake and your fam’s future that you must go on and do well in life. Take care din always. I’ll always be proud that I was able to teach your class. God bless.

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