A.E.I.O.

U as I first said…
A.I.U.E.O as I heard…

I look around the four corners of the room; I saw different people
of course, different personality, yeah right? And a different faces LOL,
damn I right! They were all looking at me… 25 pairs of eye were
waiting for my voice to start… till I begin… badabing badaboom!

The next day I walk alone at the premises of TESDA, the wind
blows, and grassy sent of it lingers to my tiny little nose. I heard birds
singing and a little noise from the highway. But it’s not much louder
than a little drum pumping “ludub” here in my chest.
I was nervous to go back again. To enter in a picturesque class
were you hear an audible blah blah blah, blah blah blah…. Hey! Its not
blah blah blah! Its nihongo… stupid me huh? (Sign, with a deep
breathing) okay… okay! Forgive me… its nihongo class. I have
difficulties to follow every single word comes out thru their mouth… If I
could just see the words and the meaning floating thru their lips, as
they talk, like you’ve seen in anime Jap, I bet I’ll hit A’s. And, for
correction, I don’t have separation anxiety where I still need my mom
besides me at the class. It’s just that, Im not use to look at by those
people around me whom I didn’t even knew. Cause im not that kind of
student who will mingle in a second and befriended by everyone and
kaboom, happy friends! Till I enter…
As I enter… they were all in commotions, voices that are very
painful to the ears like nagging, shouting, they were all furious.woarrr
(too much for the metaphor huh? I guess.hehehe) all have their own
little chitchat. Then the bell ring…
“Where are the others?” the question were I ignore from sensei.
Sensei was a Japanese term pertains to a teacher not as own
profession. It is a Japanese word that denotes ranking in a certain area.
Sensei was also use to denote “doctor” in hospital setting.
I look at her (sensei) and the back of my mind “ohhhkay…(with a
long face) did I enrolled mandarin? She looks odd for a Japanese girl”
till then…
Every meeting vocabulary gets harder and harder from the easy
hiragana to katakana till the nose bleeding kanji. Every Word looks a
tongue twister to me. My jaw stiffens like I have tetanus when it’s my
turn to say my example. From the polite sentence to impolite words…
intonations, connotations, grammars and then the mind bogging kanji.
Hey! Your neck looks stiffy, I bet your veins were tied up, joke.
Honestly From reading this, did you ever think why did I enroll my butt
here?…………… Me too, it creeps me… why did I? Well well well… in
short well3x. I hahaha, am I being so obnoxious here, okay serious.
Here it goes… I osei-san was truly, madly, deeply inlove with… hehehe
Gotha! Well in my high school days were noli me tangere, el
filibusterismo was the bible of all teenage schooler, Rizal was the apple
of the eye in every teacher, well because of he is our beloved hero.
There was something in him that makes me so optimistic too
read and know his pilgrim. I don’t know if you call it a crush in dead
man-years older than me. FYI, did you know that Rizal has a girlfriend
not just a girlfriend here in Philippines. Its not who you think she is. Its
not bracken. Yep you’re absolutely wrong. It’s a Japanese girl whom
Rizal names her “osei-san” however the romance wasn’t meant to be.
A heartbroken Rizal wrote this:
“Sayonara, sayonara! You will never come to know that I
have thought of you again nor that your image lives in my
memory; and nevertheless I always think of you. Your name
lives in the sighs of my lips; your image accompanies and
animates all my thoughts. When shall another divine afternoon
like that in the temple of megaro return? When will the sweet
hours I spent with you return? When shall there be sweeter,
more tranquil, more pleasant hours? You have the colors of the
camellia, its freshness, and its elegance… ah! The last
descendants of the noble family, true to an unfortunate
vengeance, you are beautiful like… everything is finish!
Sayonara sayonara! ”

So do you think this is the reason? Nope definitely not it’s just a
little trivia hehehe. I just simply frustrated to watch movie’s from Japan
and beautiful anime whom I didn’t understand though I do because of
the translation seen below. Simple as that. (Lol) I just wonder how did
Rizal get 18 flirtatious relation… hehehe I just sum up including
bracken. “Gwapings…”

Nihonggo ga wakarimasu ka? In English did you understand

nihonggo? Since then, I was challenge to continue this language as my
4th language. I stay late in the evening to watch Japanese anime to test
my capability if I can understand it. Specially the “one liter of tear”
gosh! I think I didn’t cry a liter, for the first episode I bet two liters. And
I can make a pool out off it. But well I do understand some words said
by the characters, but im still a beginner, I still need to burn many
eyebrows as I could.
Then the days goes by, I admit I attempted to quit the class due
to my issues in life. Issues that brought my eagerness to learn
Japanese language to the extend of ending up as a loser.
“They were teasing me for taking up Japanese language, they
say I’ll end up being a japayouki, but I ignore their litany instead I just
go on…” not exact quote by her (sensei) as I heard her story, an
invisible dagger stab my chest so painful, which I didn’t even notice
the bell rang and a little crystal liquid roll thru my cheek. That time I
don’t care what will they say, I just vowed my head to the desk, lay my
forehead on my arms and think. The word by her (sensei) was very
heavy. It’s a simple meaning for someone but for me, it strikes me,
yeah she’s right, why should I quit? It’s just a problem, let the problem,
problem me… an optimistic girl like me will be dried just like that?! No
way! Even though my dilemma was really not into this class, I don’t
have the rights though, for including it. For her inspiring story I do vow
my head and thank her for uplifting my perspective in life. Simple
words, nice story, witty smiles, sensei Jocelyn dolphina was one of a
kind. You owe me respect madam.
Few weeks to go, upcoming departure is coming. I go to the class
with a curve line drawn in my face, put my heavy load problem outside
the class and greeted everybody with enthuse.
When I entered, the smile was left behind in the edge of the door.
I saw everybody in commotions again with sensei in here sad face look.
The commotions were a big issue. The class bounded from 25 was
deteriorating fast to 14. The question I first heard was stills the
question im hearing right now. Everyday of the class we were question
by sensei, neither a question not for the sentence pattern nor the
lesson for the day but the question “where are the others?” the most
intriguing question I ever heard in the LSI premises of TESDA.
For the span of 1 and half months we were studying the lesson of
a grade schooler in Japan. And yet were still struggling to understand
all. I do admit it’s not easy to understand everything in a single sitting.
It takes time to practice and to focus on the lesson being taught. That’s
why I am lucky to be a scholar of TESDA. And I swallowed my pride,
President: GLORIA MACAPAGAL ARROYO you did a great job for giving a
FREE scholarship training at TESDA, we owe you a big THANK you.
Now I highly respect those who are multi lingual, especially
nihonggo, I raise my hand and a big thumbs up to those who speak
fluently in nihonggo. That’s why I treasured every teaching sensei
gives us. Doumo arigato gozaimasu.
 To the twist and turns. From 25 to 14, the chosen ones
persevere!
• “you know, your young”
• “donata desu ka?”
• toire ite mo idesu ka?
• ….
• Nihongo ilonggo?
• The laugh trip
• Donation girl
• Naïve
• Mom… where u?
• Size?
• Observer
• Mean girl
• What?
• The obnoxious girl Gee I thought I’d going to take the part
of Judas.
From sensei to us chosen ones, we are very lucky to know each
other, even there are times that we annoyed each one by teasing, stuff
like that. The clever jokes we laugh at. Marriage proposals that we
didn’t expect to hear. And the humorous stolen picture taken. All of it
we will treasure not until our departure time, but until the rest of our
lives. This experience is one of the pages of our life that we will surely
miss. And as the final day is fast approaching, each of us goes different
path, after. Where ever we maybe, from manila…Pasig… province… or
either out of the country. We will still be THE BATCH 13 (The batch who
has so many issues, and crack jokes) whom who dream to work in a
place where they called the land of technology “JAPAN”.