Last March 21, 2007, my fencing family had our last game. It was actually the day of final examination, but as stated in one of my previous posts, I was exempted from taking the exam. That day, I just watched my beloved classmates fence, and I just had chit chats with Ate Roma, Kuya Manuel, and the rest of the gang.
Kuya Albert and I fenced without body gear (of course we wore masks and gloves) for 30 minutes. We had a great time feeling the hits on our chests, arms, and legs.
Prof. Guerrero asked me what my rank was. After I had answered him, he just wrote on his notebook 1.75 opposite my name. I mean, after all those hardships, my grade was just that. The champion for the women’s division got 1.5. The other guys who got to be on the top 5 also got 1.75 except for Ate Roma, who got 1.0.
Oh well, it was better to keep my mouth shut. Besides, only one of us got 1.0.
