Most of my blockmates would agree that he will always be our Forever Labs. He taught us a lot about Public Relations, Radio and TV Production, Theater, Broadcasting and Life. He is one of the best if not the best professor we ever had. And the most loved. Not only because he taught us a lot, but he also made us work our butts off every week just so we can be honed to our fullest potential as future media practitioners.
I still remember that day we first saw him. He was wearing a black long sleeves rolled up to his elbows, sitting halfway at the teacher's table inside the masscomm laboratory, waiting for us to arrive from our previous class. We didnt know who our professor for Public Relations will be. we thought it would just be one of the professors we had before. Imagine the surprise visible in our faces when we entered the classroom to see a good-looking guy, waiting for us. Yes, most of the girls if not all had a crush on him from that moment on. That semester, we were all at our best. We would go to class looking good, prepared with our assignments and projects, and prepared to give our all to this good-looking professor. But it wasnt only us who gave our best. He did as well. Every class, he would go to the room prepared well for his lesson. At the end of the semester, we didnt want to let him go. He is already part of our lives more than just a professor. He became our friend.
Imagine our joy when he became our professor again in our other major subjects. And boy he pushed us to our limits! I still remember making projects every week for his class. from live productions, to music videos, to newscast, to radio shows, to morning shows, to noontime entertainment show, to infotainment shows. he put us under the fire to bring out the diamonds in each one of us. and at the end of our college life, we could not help but be thankful he became our mentor.
I remember the day we surprised him. it was our way of thanking him for everything he taught us. it was the last day of our class with him and graduation is just a few days away. I remember him crying because for him, we werent just students. we are his first loves because we are the first batch he taught, the first batch he had produced to the media world. i remember hearing him say we will forever be his first loves and no one can take our place in his life.
all the things i know now, all the things i can do now, i owe it mostly to Sir Jabs.
Sir Jabs, thank you for all the lessons in class and outside the class. i know we will all treasure it. for all the sleepless nights, the cramming, the long hours rehearsing for Broadway Bound and our weekly productions i am grateful. so grateful. you will forever be my forever labs.
"Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?
How about love?
How about love?
How about love? Measure in love
Seasons of love. Seasons of love
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes!
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?
In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died.
It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate
Remember a year in the life of friends
Remember the love!
Remember the love!
Seasons of love!
Oh you got to got to
Remember the love!
You know that love is a gift from up above
Share love, give love spread love
Measure measure your life in love."
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