The Princess and the Pea

Hunger and Displacement.
Squatting in different places inside the school for the English journalism class is a usual dilemma I'm used to. I don't know why we're always being displaced due to renovations and infrastructure projects. For a month now, building a new gate created ear-piercing noises and lung-wrecking welding smoke  that suffocated us all. This sad reality pushed me to look for a new place I will place all my writers to better understand lessons in journalism.I never bothered to bring my students in other facilities of the school until today.
So, I forgot to holler the librarian, we'd all be staying in the library because I didn't think it'd rain and I thought my 3 creative writing senior students would just be my audience for the day. I didn't see her when I entered and I forgot to look for her when she was not in her post being flocked with students adamant for prizes I usually give every week for the "Writer of the Day" activity.
I didn't think it would create such a big impact on the students that even those new to the class would make so much effort to write well and I was captivated with the moment answering interesting questions because after all, my usual prize was always a piece of cupcake or a cookie. I forgot to ask permission from the librarian.
With a pack of Cream-O cookies (P10/each), I gave ten prizes to 1st year Special Program in the Arts Creative Writing Class, 1st year, 2nd year and 4th year journalism students, Best Headline and Best Article for the day and everybody was happy. My heart broke for the 1st year SPA class students who stuck for hours editing  8 times just so they can get a cookie and because of the efforts, I had to give away the rest of what I've got even my own pack seeing all these kids so hungry. I forgot the librarian.
The last to leave the library was still those hungry freshmen Creative Writing class kids and after they have helped me fix the chairs, I remembered the librarian and I showed gratitude by saying thank you for today.
She was watching a telenovela with another teacher and tried to ignore my expressions. I approached and repeated what I've said and finally she budged to say that I can no longer stay in the library with my students.
She said I didn't even ask permission and it would be unfair for the other classes who managed to stay in the lobby like the music class.
I was startled at the reaction and the facial expression so I asked the principal where I can possibly request to hold classes when there is no available space for the campus writers. My busy hardworking dynamic father (my dearest principal) gave me two choices, the AVR and the library. I told him of what the librarian told me and he said "tell her I said so" and "tell her you can stay in the library because I said so". I came back to her to refute her prohibition for the campus writers in the library and she said she felt bad because I didn't ask permission.
Until my route walking home from school I was still reflecting whether I should've asked permission and why it was such a big deal for the librarian.
1. We are all aware of the lack of classrooms and most spaces are being utilized  for displaced classes.
2. The library is a facility of the school anyone can enter and utilize and I was never aware of a memo that using the library as a classroom for a day would require a formal request ( I thought of testing the library as an alternative place for writers to squat sometimes but I never did until today)
3. I heard the principal in professional meetings mentioning the library can be used as a classroom when classes are displaced.
All these thoughts of the children always hungry and the displacement of my students reminded me of the story, The Princess and the Pea. I never really thought I needed that permission and I didn't think it would hurt her ego that much.
Tomorrow, we might try squatting in the AVR and God knows where next.
Would you have thought otherwise? Should there be a pea story to be considered a princess?


  1. Anonymous10:00 PM

    So happy I became a part of this great class... :)

    ~ Justin ~


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