Amusingly, I came in contact with quite a number of my English teachers today. Well, let me just have my time in patting myself on the back. They all say I've always been good in writing, in English, and everything else in between. Well, just to rain on my own parade, one of them also told me that I had a terrible penmanship.
I'm not quite sure when I came to realize just how terrible were the marks and hieroglyphical scratches I made on my notebooks, but when high school came, none of my classmates missed to inform me that I held the coveted distinction of having the crudest handwriting ever (Felizer only came second.)! I've just been able to realize just how much of a hard time I gave my teachers in reading my writing. I'll bet they thought at the back of their minds that I had good ideas on the topics discussed, but my writing was so terrible that they weren't sure exactly. Lucky me, I'm sure they ended giving me the benefit of the doubt which is why I managed to survive all my writing courses.
I do feel lucky to have been blessed by some of the best English teachers around! I'm indebted most of all to Ma'am Aida... I truly believe that I wouldn't be able to write the way I do now had it not been for her super strict rules.
Wonder where she is now...
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