* Short story 1. Good story - Genoveva Matute Edroza, I do not see him now. But they say he arrived there on pinagtuturuan, no pintang school I first witnessed by him. In one of the old rooms on the second floor, above the old terraces umiingit each step, if there is manunungaw overlooking the dark waters of an inlet canal. There was more knowledge siya't teach-long book, and raises a kind of wisdom to him I just learned. I always associate him with the splendor of life. Wherever beauty, the scene, a thought or a sound so, I see him and I lumiligaya. But nothing beautiful in its appearance. and his life. He was one of the teachers was common. No one who devote her attention. From the dress to the way he's bringing accountability to school, without any common said to him. We called everyone he was fine if he backs. The words almost the beginning of his speech. That was the successor he did not remember the words sometimes, and soon becomes complement the quandary.