THE LONG HARD CRAWL: OUR JUNIOR YEAR

Our Third year in High School. It was no ordinary year. It was so different in so many ways, as we faced the challenges of being a Junior in La Salle. As our Third year memories flitter black in our minds, we feel a sense of relief as we recall what it took to pass the long and definitely tiring school year of 1989-90.

It was a year fraught with mixed emotions. It was also during this year when we kind of settled down. We gradually metamorphosed from a restless bunch of kinds into a more composed group. In other words, we discarded our mischievous selves because we found out that it does not go with our new teachers' attitudes. For the first time in our High School life, it finally dawned on us that in order to pass, we had to be patient and studious. It was also during this year when we encountered Christ. We got to know God and accept Him in our hearts.

People say that joy and pain go together like sunshine and rain. Quite true because each and everyone from our batch can attest to this. Our Junior year was indeed packed with memories of joy and pain. We crawled long and hard to pass the year. It took sweat, blood and tears to pass. If we relaxed and drifted on our Sophomore year, we can very well contrast that our Junior year was the extreme opposite. We worked long and hard on our homeworks. We cracked our skulls on the quizzes. We can literally feel our brain mntter tremble.

Exhaustive. That's the perfect word and there could be no other word to describe best such as slow- paced school year. Our long ten-month struggle on the confinements of our classroom made us a feel as if we had been laboring for more than a year. It seems that our third year in high school required more than a schoolyear's supply of energy. It was the year trhat brought out the best in us because the competition was tight, especially with the older batch. From the classrooms, to the playing fields and back again, we felt that our bodies and minds were squeezed, drained and purified. Figuratively speaking, we were beaten to a pulp in our academic, especially in Chemistry, Algebra and Trigonometry.

Once again, it was a year of saying goodbye to our friends in the batch because they were asked to transfer or repeat the year. Still, we enjoyed, despite the long hard struggle and we simply can't forget our friends who were part of the year's academic labor force.

We can't deny it. We have had some good times but this year is not the best way to remember it. Indeed it was a year of mixed emotions, of joy and pain. At least, it's over now, our Junior year.

At last, we reach the final stage, our Senior year.