Brother Haw once asked me

Brother Haw was my ex-Filipino teacher in H2. He's moved on to Ateneo now to further his studies, and I feel blessed that I got the chance to be his student, despite the trauma that entailed. He's a great teacher, very empathetic in some ways.

We were chatting one time.

Me: siya nga pala! nabasa ko yung kwento mo sa Anthropos
Me: ang galing talaga!
[There was this story he wrote in Anthropos, the title of last year's literary magazine for Xavier. Apart from the fact that people were just plain shocked that he was writing in English (he's a Filipino teacher, after all), there was also the fact that he wrote about how a man was heartbroken and chose to become a priest. To anyone with brains, the connection is very clear.]
Bro. Haw: malinaw ba? gets mo yung point ko?
[At this point, my first reaction was to say "Err... not really.", because I REALLY didn't get it. It wasn't until a few seconds later that I realized the last few lines (during the Christmas eve when he knelt at the Church and asked God, "Would you like some company?") that I realized he was actually saying that THAT was how he had decided to become a brother. I literally backspaced the words one by one with this somewhat shell-shocked-realization look on my face and typed in...] [EDIT: Okay, apparently, that's wrong. It wasn't then that he considered brotherhood. I remember him telling me that he got a bit addicted to it when he joined some prayer stuff way back when. This is when he realized that he wasn't alone in being alone (paradoxing). Jess was, too. And on his birthday, no less.]
Me: oo nakuha ko siya

We don't talk much anymore, but that was one of the best conversations we've ever had. Wonder where he is now...

*For those of you who are curious as to what he looks like, you can see a pic of him here.