Emerging SUPREME

*I wrote this in the verge of cramming my Organization’s Operational Plan defense for tomorrow, so please bear your kuya’s/Sir’s grammar. My apologies also, for not being able to attend your Welcoming Rites yesterday morning, and your Graduation this afternoon. I feel very bad for not being able to do so, and because of that, I felt the urge to tell you how it’s been for me, having handled you from your First Day in Summer Training.

Being a Tactical Officer back at CMSHS has been one of the best things that I enjoyed once I graduated High School,( wellbesides from going back to school to teach 4th Year Chemistry from time to time.) Why? Because I always get to impart the stuff that I learned the hard way – the things that I had to undergo in order to be resilient, brave, and competent so I can be the best when the going gets tough.

Another thing, is because its fun to see new faces who want to be catalysts. Catalysts of Change in their own little ways. People who want to stand out, take the wheel and walk the path that others fear to tread. People who smile amidst difficulties and obstacles. People who unite in the most stressing situations. People who would never succumb to defeat, nor tofailure. These are the people I look forward to everytime I pass that turn as I walk towards the basketball court every MWF.

Some of you have been my mentees the previous year, and it was a relief for me to see familiar faces in the class. Sure, the signs of me doing this for three years in a row was slowly sinking in at that moment, but I shrugged it off and tried to show no particular preference in the training grounds. You were all equal, and it had to be that way. Of course, the young ones were no excuse to my strict way of commanding the drills, and management of behaviour. But remembing a quote which goes “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” I was sure that I wouldn’t let them skip my satire and my spontaneous stories. I was fun that way. And I hoped you were okay with how I dealt with stuff.

I tried to incorporate how things should actually be when you’re an Officer, and how things should be inside class. These are things you don’t leave behind once you get your ranks and positions. These are the things you have to carry out as young leaders who came into training, hoping to develop these values out of the weeks that you have trained.

You will continuously learn the drills, the marching, the sword-bearing, and the rifle drills, but the core values that you have learned will ALSO keep you on your post, and will earn you the respect from your subordinates. I have to be honest, it was a hard time foreseeing how it will turn out for your Class, as no one is standing out (for me, my apologies guys.).
It might be too early for me, and the others to think of this. But right now, I pose a big challenge for you guys:
I see that you have coined “Supremo” as your Class name. Superior among others. In character, performance, and in achievement. You have posed a challenge by choosing this name, for you shall be known as members of Class Supremo. And because of this, I challenge you to stand by this name, and live it out as you go through your ten months as Class Supremo for School year 2013 – 2014. You shall be known for this name, and it is your responsibility to act it out.

Young Leaders of Class Supremo, stand tall! For today, you shall no longer be Cadet/Cadette Trainees. You are now Officers of the Corps of Cadets of the City of Mandaluyong Science High School. Never forget what you have learned. Prove our worries and fears wrong.
For you all shall ( and definitely will) emerge Supreme.

Cdt. Maj. Jimenez, J.M.
Class Matalikha of 2010


Tough Calls

Its another rainy afternoon, as I sit here on my favorite chair at a Starbucks branch near my place – my rendezvous, and sweet, caffeine-filled escape from the harsh reality as I sip a cup of Caramel Frappuccino, and light up a stick or two, while savoring the cool breeze through my face. The thunderstorms didn’t seem to surprise me, as I start to jot down my random thoughts.

But this time, I feel as if the turmoil outside the coffee shop, cannot compare to the agony and the questions that linger inside my head, as I recall how the conversation went two weeks ago.

Right now, things are a little bit confusing, especially when I now bear once again, the pressures of finally finishing my degree, and (while doing so) fixing my Green Card before I turn 21 next year. With all these rambling thoughts in my head, I just cant seem to get myself back on track.