Kanino po ako lalapit. kung sakali, pede niyo po ako matulungan?

We lived then @ the corner of Tejeron and Revillen Sts., and my sisters, brother and
a cousin all went to Santa Ana Academy, a Catholic school on Herran across the Pasig
River.

My fond memories of that district of Manila. was inclusive of the church which seems to be mounted on a rotunda (guess hi-elevation was necessary to avert flood waters
into the Church. The church then was run by Spaniards, and there were still rmmnants of the old Spanish clergy residing by the church. In particular, a basque
priest by the name of Padre Miguel & a youthful Padres Jesus.

The Sta Ana Academy was run by a prolific Administrator, a Mother Artes from the Cebu area and her nieces and nephew taught there too, and was it well run considering the availability of academc materials.

From what the rumor indicated, the school was very mcuh helped by a prominent
businessman of that time, Joseph Arcache, whose members of household attended
the school also.

I still fell sort of nostalgic of those yaers past, when going home from school, one
passes by some of the older houses on Revillen, some residence of my school mates.

Some the the kids I went to school with (grade school to 2nd yr. hi-school) are well
into their senior years now, or some might have gone south already (euphemism),
but when I think about those yotuhful years, I can’t help but wish that one day, after
55 years in the United States, some shades of that romantic past mgiht still be available for me to reconcile then with now. I certainly would like to see some
cestiges of what I had known that might whisper softly to me, “hey, I’ve been here
even before you, and I’m still around.”