Ip Da Incam Op Da Pader.

With her pointed high-heels that may have served her for a weapon, our Economics teacher has more to say than her killer shoes. Fake eyebrows, three layers of foundation, Vilma-ish hair, and the aforementioned shoes together with those little steps she create against the tiled floor; she was definitely a terror teacher at the first glance. With her fifteen fucking years of teaching experience in St. Paul, no wonder – she had mastered her subject so much. She is also the Year-Level Coordinator for the Seniors; handling all Fourth Year sections and grasping them under her creepy hands.

She almost caught me counting the number of ‘K’ she have said while discussing. For the next days, I would spend my time with her subject listening carefully not to the sense of her words, but with the K’s.

If I am not mistaken, her highest record within my black Eco notebook is 45. That runs within 45 minutes.

Not only that, she speaks great English. Take amination (instead of animation) and sweetstripper (streetsweeper) as examples. Well, she seldom speak English and would use Filipino as her means of communication. Ehem. She also has this deficiency of replacing ALL F letters to P. Take the title of this post as an example.

It makes me laugh all the time.

Behind her terror jacket was the clown costume she keeps on hiding. She does great discussions, and tackles Economics as the easiest subject of all: well, it is. Law op Supply and Demand is just a piece op cake.

It is just too sad that for all those months, I‘ve appreciated the presence of her beaver-like teeth and her F-to-P syndrome in a little time. I’ll never porget her stories about Erap, about Malacanang and the perfume bottles of Imelda, and her hallucination of being a hairstyler who would receive two times more of her salary, and the issue with the cheek tint of girls (kahit na tadtad ng kolorete ang mukha niya) and the constant sermons I receive from her everyday – it’s the best days I’ve had.

“Ip da incam op da pader is nat enap por da pamily, he would not buy beep because it is expensive. Instead, he would substitute pork prom beep.”

I salute you, Ma’am Legaspi, for making my boring school-dom days better.

~ by utakgago on November 10, 2006.