I first entered CSC as a Nursery student in 1989. The memories from my first and only school are still so vivid as if these events only happened yesterday. I still remember waking up and getting excited to wear my pajama-like uniform because I get to choose what color I’ll wear to school. I remember walking to the open classrooms, and I loved how we could say “Hi” to our friends from the other sections any time we wanted. I remember Teacher Marose, my soft-spoken Nursery teacher who rarely ever got mad and my very edgy, red-lipped Kindergarten teacher, Teacher Jinkee. I remember singing “Welcome to the Family” with Teacher Marithel and how excited and scared I was each time we played Duck Duck Goose in the Music Room. I remember the Art Room and how it smelled of crayons and paper. I can still recall being assisted by Teacher Sangel when I had a hard time putting together my lion puppet. I remember our lunchroom and the friendly “ate”. I think she still works here. I remember all the play areas. The jungle gym shaped like a dome and beside it were the see saws and swings. The Tree House, where all the girls pretended to be Rapunzel at some point, and where we all got bitten by big red ants. And of course, the one and only LRC. Entering this place felt like going inside ToysRUS and being given complete freedom to play with anything you want. Think Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone II where he spent a night in a toy store. Yes, it was THAT awesome. But out of all the great memories, the one that stuck the most is the stage play. My role was “malinis na tubig” and I still remember pretending to faint as the swarm of “bula” slowly polluted the river. The experience of having a costume on while dancing with my friends and seeing my parents smile with pride was really unforgettable.

CSC has left such wonderful memories that years after graduating from Kindergarten, I would still pass by whenever I felt stressed. CSC has always been my happy place and I love that I am now part of the place that taught me to have fun in everything that I do and to stay positive no matter how bad things get. I love that my school feels like home and how I never grow tired of being here. This is my first job and after ten years, I still get excited to get up and go to school (work). 

I love my school just like Kobe Bryant loves the Lakers: All my life I’ve only bled blue and gold. And that’s all I know.

Teacher Bettina
Alumna