GRAND Homecoming

(For some mysterious reason, I never got to post this blog. I found it in my archives and I decided to upload it now or it'll forever be covered with dust and cobwebs.)

It certainly was dubbed to a tee. Everything about our homecoming at Baguio City High School (BCHS) was GRAND.

What could be grander than meeting high school friends you haven't seen for several millennia? What could be grander than surviving all the grueling activities unscathed, but for leg muscle cramps?

"Mom, get a Botox treatment," my boys suggested facetiously weeks before the event.

"I am going with what the Lord gave me," I retorted. I had become portly (a term we liked to use in high school to sound scholarly)—ten pounds heavier, at least—while undergoing medication for my tummy trouble a few months back. No cosmetics nor clothes could hide the bulging facts.

So to Baguio I went with Tony and in three days, we went through a dizzying itinerary unfit for the chronologically gifted. My niece, Agatha, couldn't stop laughing at our three-page program.

But we hung on and thankfully, I (Tony begged off at some point, giving the excuse that he is just an adjunct, not an alumnus) lasted—not without 24/7 grace transfusion—with over 350 photos (please refer to my FB page) to document the grand milestone.

Here are a few representative shots:

Grand overnight at Palm Grove Hot Springs, Asin     

Grand get-together, AJ Pension, Jungletown 
Grand back-to-school meals and presentations, BCHS gym      
Grand Parade, Session Road        
Grand homecoming ball, Baguio Country Club      
I salute the patient and persevering organizers and all those who were involved in mounting the successful 81st grand homecoming of BCHS.

I am now gearing up for the next one, 25 years from now. But first, let me rest my aching legs . . . aaahhhh.