verytime i look in the mirror these days, I see my Mama’s face because I not only am a reflection of her physi- cally, but a living proof, I hope, of her patient training, loving guidance and nurturing. Mama was a teacher’s teacher and she lived her professional life constantly trying to make a difference in the way she taught and trained teachers. Whatever she hoped to achieve with her teachers, she started to do it at home with her own children. I grew up in the conservative small town of Parañaque, where she was a respected school principal and a recognized civic leader, and where I was always referred to as “ anak ni Mrs. Lumawig [child of Mrs. Lumawig].” I strongly suspect that she had used all her secret best techniques to teach and form me into her idea of an “outstanding” student.
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