|What do you call this tree part? Seeds?|
I've brought clients, relatives, a balikbayan, her husband and a tourist to Ateneo before, and they seemed to enjoy it.
My Isang was surprised that a place with so many trees was so near San Juan. She thought that Ateneo was far, far away.
Isok said that Ateneo reminded him of his school in China.
Besides, my Atenean friends don't know what Ateneo looks like anymore. And my Favorite Cousin, who had gone to UP, has not been there yet.
|The Bs posed in front of these trees.|
The Makati plan was to check if Glorietta was open in the morning. If not, we could have pancit luglog and halo-halo at the Pen 'if necessary,' as BB put it.
|Football field where Jayson watched games before the Bonfire.|
Everyone I know thinks that entering Ateneo is as difficult as entering DLSU or CSB. At least, that was my experience when I went to La Salle and St. Benilde with friends.
And the last time I went to UP, I was asked to pass the visitors' gate (versus the sticker gate). I hope to bring my defunct UP ID next time I go to UP.
When Jayson went to an Ateneo bonfire in 2010, he said that he was a media person.
|Plant at the Ateneo Grade School|
As Moro was probably closed, I brought the Bs to 'the forest,' the Grade School, the Loyola House of Studies where I had borrowed A Question of Heroes as a student, and the Church of Gesu.
I had not been to 'the forest' in years. In the mid-2000s when JK and I went to Ateneo, there were shrubs lining the paths with benches every 100 meters, maybe. Around that time, I remember that someone was praying the rosary as she (or was it they?) walked around.
Now it was a full-blown 'forest.' Too bad the pond was dry but the frogs still hung out there.
The funny thing at the Grade School was that, amid so many trees and plants, we saw a fake plant.
|Trying to replicate my friend's shot of The Church of Gesu.|
Because I sucked at gym class, my PE teacher assumed that I was not good enough for the intermediate swim class. He thought that Basic Swimming was more appropriate for me.
Little did he know that I had gone to ICA when it was mandatory to know the Individual Medley and life-saving. I wrote our swim teacher Mrs. Arellano a thank you note for being so strict. She in turn told my mom how much she appreciated my letter.
It was my first time to see it. JK was impressed that Ateneo was progressing, what with the new Rizal Library with its modern look and moat. We also saw the old Rizal Lib, maybe twice as big as when I was a student. I wonder if the new lib was an extension or a replacement of the old one.
At the Loyola House where I last went to attend Fr. Lahiff's wake in 1998, we chanced upon Fr. Guido Arguelles' wake. We met his niece.
|Leaning plants at the Ateneo Grade School.|
I wish that I had given them the overall view of Ateneo in the car then looked at the campus more closely by foot.
We ran out of time so we didn't even see Bellarmine, the High School and even the facade of Moro, where I would have wanted to show them the PT clinic, the 'suspended' running oval from where a now-deceased colleague had called out to me in the badmin court below, and my favorite place in Ateneo, the quiet, Zennish prayer room. Heck, it's one of my favorite places in the world.
|I'm partial to light green leaves. AGS.|
And of course, I'd like to show them the Ateneo Art Gallery and the University Press, as they thought that the Ayala Museum was fantastic. Not that the Ateneo Art Gallery--I haven't seen it since I graduated--is better, but they're art lovers.
Maybe I can show these places to J's brother D, when he comes over late this year.
Total cost for going to Ateneo: gas. Maybe P 50 if you want to run in the oval. And change for the vendo machines.
|Tree trunk at AGS.|
Isn't it what parks are for? she went, standing on the periphery of the park one Salcedo Market day this month, along with other dog owners and their pets.