Left to right: Ms. Hyacinth Valera, Ms. Milagros Lopez-Valera, Ms. Dolores Villa, Sr. Eppie Brasil, Sor. Trinidad Dosdos, Ms. Pilar Arguelles, ——, Ms. Susie Golez

Visiting Joseth Yap at the hospital. Josette is now well, healed and has travelled to Europe lately.

My dear Alma Mater,

Tonight is a big night for us. We can’t simply believe that tonight is the last night of our high school. We can’t help but look back with gratitute to those days when we were under your wings well cared for and protected like a delicate plant. We see clearly through our past each day of the years we stayed with you. We shall cherish them for they are sweet memories of our teen years.

When we first entered your portals, we were no other but a group of shy, awkward young girls. Little by little we put off our shyness and we assumed the life and responsibility of a high school girl. We slept over our assignments, we practiced through heat and rain to win a contest, we also enjoyed parties and literary musical programs which spiced our life.

We still remember each of the affairs we participated in. How we prided ourselves with every victory, and defeat. Our lives were not spent in games and others activities. There were also the Holy Retreats which were just as important. They were days of silence and comtemplation of penance and prayers. You tried your best to make us present in every schedules of the retreat. We submitted to them oftentimes unwillingly but you instead. And when you saw our tears of repentance and regrets, you really felt victorious. We also remember the grinding days of examinations. They were the hardest days of our school life. But we profitted much from them for we learned that knoledge hard earned lasts.

Now we tread your corridors for the last time in our high school life. We heave a prayer that you so generous and sacrificing be blessed abundantly. We may never set upon these wide and spacious grounds to sing and play, those wide classrooms where we grow in wisdom and knowledge but your memory and those of your kind Sisters and teachers will never be erased from our minds.

For all of these, dear Alma Mater, thank you very, very much.

Lovingly yours,
H.S., Class’65