Master of ceremonies

For a six-year old, I looked rather stiff. The photographer—or my parents, I don't remember which one—must've motioned me to stand straight.

This was taken during our pre-school graduation in Precious Child Learning Center in Koronadal City, a wonderful school where I learned how to read and right properly. I was Master of Ceremonies for the program.

I remember having these cue cards the size of 5 x 8 index cards where really large letters were written. One of my favorite lines was, "Let us welcome Mrs. Mila Precioso, the school principal, for her opening remarks. Let us give her a big round of applause."

That was in 1996. And what's amusing—funny, even—is that I still say the same things today, when I do the emcee-ing. Some of the things we did in our childhood leave indelible marks on our present person.