I enjoyed spending the afternoon. I met several friends and really, really had a great time judging the cultural competition in one of the colleges here. After that, I dropped by my alma mater to check out my former students - my so-called "kids." Luckily, they were there.
We chatted, poked jokes with each other, and laugh a lot. Then we went to the mall, dropped by the bookstore, and really, really had good time with each other. Missing those kids a lot. Way back when I was their intern-teacher, they were as small as any kid could be. Now, they've really grown a lot of height! Some even stood higher than I!
But no matter how high or big they grow, they'd still remain those cute kids who used to stand by my campus paper office whenever they didn’t have class. They'd still remain in my mind as those naughty broods who I loved to tame sooo much.
Time's been changing a lot lately, though. Some of them are even experiencing heartaches and the pangs of adolescence, others are simply blending with the change of fads. But what keeps me delighted is the fact that all this time, they have never forgotten me. Each time I pay them a visit, they'd still have this childhood excitement of seeing me - like a five year-old who saw Santa Claus popped out from the chimney! I hope that in the coming years, they'd still remember me because I'll never ever forget them.
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