Internet Newsletter of the Alumni of Lanao Chung Hua School Vol. 4, No. 17, November 6, 2000, Iligan City, Philippines LCHS ANNIVERSARY Was LCHS founded in 1938? LCHS will mark its 62nd Foundation Day Anniversary this week with a program of activities that will culminate on Nov. 12, 2000. LCHS was reportedly founded in 1938 with its first school building located at what is now corner Labao Street and Quezon Avenue, Iligan City.  The exact year of its founding, however, remains a contentious issue. LCHS archives bear no documentary record of its date of birth. The earliest existing historical documents are said to be some photographs of its faculty and students taken in 1938. Hence, the year 1938 has been considered for purposes of historical reference.  It is held possible by some knowledgeable alumni that its inception may actually date back a few years earlier than 1938.  This is based on the assertion of some alumni who seem to recall that the school already existed when they first arrived in Iligan upon their migration from China to the Philippines in 1938. Even so, the observation raises the question: If indeed LCHS preceded their arrival in 1938, what's its exact year of origin?

EDITORIAL STAFF Charles O. Sy, Editor Henry L. Yu, Associate Editor Correspondents: Iligan - Johnny Chen, Teresita Racines, Vinson Ngo, Roger Suminguit, & Armi Leslie Te. Cebu - Igdono Caracho. Metro Manila - Marie Janiefer Lee. Canada - Peter Dy & Mikee Lee. Australia - Leonardo Tan. U.S.A. - Ernesto Yu, Alex Rodriguez, & Aurora Tansiokhian. Founded Aug. 1, 1968. Published fortnightly since its revival on April 15, 1997. Distributed free on the Internet to LCHS alumni and supporters worldwide. Postal address: LCHS Alumni Association, Lanao Chung Hua School, Pala-o, Iligan City, Philippines. Website: http://www.iligan.com/~lchs/alumni/ For subscription, contact: Johnny Chen, Tel. No. (063) 221-3883. Email: johnchen@iligan.com For submission of manuscripts, Email: charlesy@cnms.net

CEC outstanding alumni award Iligan City Councilor Henry C. Dy receives  his "Outstanding Alumni Award" for government  service at the 85th Founding Anniversary of  the Cebu Eastern College last Oct. 8. Beside him  on the right is his wife Esterlita Dy.

The recent Grand Alumni Homecoming posted a net income of P397,359.32. This was announced by Teresita Racines, GAH finance committee chairperson, in her interim report to the LCHS-AA Board of Directors last Oct. 24. The report is not yet final as some receivables still have to be accounted for. Out of the proceeds, the LCHS-AA donated P350,000 to the LCHS Scholarship Fund. The GAH gross receipt amounted to P1,060,944.07. This consists of registration fees, P467,500.00; souvenir program ads, P319,300.00; cash donations, P159,000.00; net revenue from sales of souvenir items, P10,350.72; net revenue from raffle tickets, P103,990.00; and bank interest, P803.35. Total expenditure amounted to P663,584.75.  Meanwhile, the LCHS Alumni Foundation, Inc. has been approved by the Securities & Exchange Commission. The Foundation is composed of the following officers:  Vy Beng Hong, chairman of the board; Fe Quimbo, president; Dy Sio Te, vice president; Roger Suminguit, secretary; Rodolfo Yu, asst. secretary; and Glenda Sy Cabilan, treasurer.

GAH video now on sale
By Teresita Racines (Batch '67)

Video tapes and photos of the GAH are now available for orders. The video, consisting of 4 VHS tapes covering all the activities from Aug. 3 to 5, 2000, is priced at P250 per tape, or P1,000 for the entire set.  Photos of the GAH are priced at P10 per copy.  Orders may be placed with the Secretariat Office, c/o Roger Suminguit, tel. no. 063-223-1555; or cell no. 0917-330-5322; or by e-mail, c/o Terry Racines, csm-tur@sulat.msuiit.edu.ph

Henry Yu joins "Healthtoday"

Dr. Henry Lim Yu (Batch '69), associate editor of the Spectrum, has joined the staff of HEALTHTODAY as one of the medical consultants in the column "Expert Advice." HEALTHTODAY is published bimonthly by Havas MediMedia.  It is a Pan-Asian magazine about medical and health matters which is circulated also in other Asian countries like Malaysia and Singapore. It also has editions in Bahasa and Vietnamese languages. A Mandarin edition will be launched early next year.

New college grads
By Igdono Caracho (Batch '66)

Sherwin Uy Sy (Batch '95), son of Sy Bing Gue (Batch '58), graduated earlier this month with a degree in Industrial Engineering from the University of San Carlos, Cebu City.  Another new graduate is John Philip Villanueva, who obtained his degree also in Industrial Engineering last Oct. 7 from the De La Salle University, Manila. John is the son of Mansueto Villanueva (Batch '68) who is now a resident of Cagayan de Oro.

Alumni updates

"Tracers" made the rounds during the GAH and scooped up a rich stockpile of fresh info on alumni and their whereabouts. Fely Chiu Bartolata (Batch '57) is residing in Iligan where she is the proprietor of the J & C Pharmacy, located at Roxas Ave. Ext.  Fely, herself a pharmacist, is the eldest sister of Dr. Vivina Chiu (Batch '61). Virginia Wong-Siarza (Batch '66) is now a school teacher at the Echavez Elementary School, Barinaut, Iligan City.  She is married to Carlito Siarza of Iligan.  Felisa "Chiao Hong" Booc Ong (Batch '62) now lives in Cagayan de Oro City, where she owns and manages the Booc Fast Food with her husband, Regino Ong. She has four children, 2 boys and 2 girls. Another alumnus in Cagayan de Oro is Terence Chua (Batch '89) who is now the sales, marketing and reservation assistant at the elegant Dynasty Court Hotel.  He is the son of Antonio & Luisa Ang.  Terence is married to Aurea "Trixie" Galdones, of CdeO, with whom he has one child, Zophia.  Roderick Ngo (Batch '70) opened his new pension house called Travel Bee - Bed & Breakfast, last Oct. 27.  The new place offers economical rates for bed & breakfast and caters to group or family travelers, or student groups taking review classes. It's located just a stone's throw away from Rod's Westpoint Inn along Don Gil Garcia St., Cebu City.  Spectrum columnist Marie Janiefer Lee (Batch '87) returned home last Oct. 20 from her month-long vacation in Canada where she visited Toronto, Edmonton, and Vancouver, among other places.

Next GAH in 2003?
Thu, 19 Oct 2000 19:34:40 -0700

Charles Sy raised the possibility of holding the next GAH in 2003 in his column "Sy-llables" (Spectrum, Oct. 23, 2000), and that made me think: Why not? I know I was one of those who agreed to have the next GAH in 5 years during the consensus meeting at the Maria Cristina Hotel last Aug. 5.  I actually regretted that.  I had so much fun during the GAH that it took me several weeks reeling on its memories and wishing that the next one would be sooner than 5 years from now. If it will be in 2003, you can count on me for attendance. Also, it will give a chance to those alumni who didn't make it to the first GAH. --Evelyn Yu Go (Batch '77), San Antonio, Texas, U.S.A., ejyugo@express-news.net

Hallo! That your school homecoming turned out so well should come as no big surprise. From your newsletter accounts, it was apparent your alumni officers and your Spectrum staff worked pretty hard and left no stone unturned to make it a success. Such combined energy of dedicated officers and committed writers could only translate to success. Little wonder so many of your alumni went gaga over your GAH. Somehow we here are learning a thing or two from your success story.  Thank you very much and so long! -- in Norsk, we say: Tusen takk og ha det!  --Liv Annette Moen, school teacher, Bergen, Norway, livann57@hotmail.com

I enjoyed your topic about those good old days ("Almost There," by Henry L. Yu, Spectrum, October 23, 2000).  It's amazing that you still have everything intact in your head. Oh my! I lost some of my memories about those things you have mentioned, and alphabetically at that, huh!  Gosh, what vitamins have you been taking that your memory is as sharp as a knife?  Can you prescribe me that? My memory is real bad now, you know, a woman like me who is entering the golden age. Regards and more power.  --Lily Lueong Yang (Batch '67), Manila, Philippines, tiglly285@icqmail.com

By Ernesto L. Yu, M.D., Batch '65

Not that I must have been shaped from a mold common among ancient creatures that dearly treasure relics of the lost civilization. Neither is it because the reflexes of my emotion are patterned after those romantics who cram extra layers of uplifting resonance to any vibration of tender love. Maybe my sensitivity quotient is of such a degree where the mere flight of the word "goodbye" disables my heart to an erratic skip or two. Perhaps.

Nonetheless, when an extraordinary patient, whom I initially bumped into a year ago in the clinic, handed me a gift (a tiny pin with an angel and star bundled together) an unmistakable glaze of pleasure shone on my face. All hells just broke loose silently inside me. I can't recall how I bounced right off the bat and drifted along the rainbow in Cloud Nine. What mystified my brain waves was a passionate sense of being prized and cared for, especially when she echoed, "This one, doc, is for all the precious, comforting times that you cuddled me with warm words that heal." I was doubly touched by the companion dedication in that miniature package of love: "You're on my mind and in my heart. That's a natural place to be for someone who's so special and who means so much to me." Truly, at that very moment in my career, I blushed from the adrenaline squirts that rendered my spirit to float aimlessly in a pond inhabited by troops of red hearts that hug any available ripples.

At the outset, I thought of exhibiting this sacred piece on my necktie or clip it securely on my wallet to ward off any demonic catastrophe. Lo and behold, my "special angel" has sketched an amazing plan. "Pin it to your car's seat belt," she mused, "Aside from having a heavenly guardian and lucky star strapped to your shoulder, you can also feel the protective mist of prayer that I always utter for you every occasion you hop into your car, especially during wee hours when you have to rush to the hospital, competing against drunk drivers and scumbugs who littered the thruways at those unholy hours." Holy Moses! her declaration just melted me. It was such a genuine, straight from the heart (excuse me, Janiefer, for using your byline headliner) blow that until now my heart is still in gel-like form.

What is so distinctive about this unique mortal is her unquestioning faith in anything medical that bubbles out of my mouth. She dedicates wholly her trust to the soothing science that I preach. In brief, she is so easy to, in texting lingo, C-2 (care and cure). Another of her promising attribute is she taught my heart how to smile away any impurities and to vaporize any bitter aftertaste in my mornings (aha, beats Starbuck's HouseBlend). How did she brainwash my psyche? Her gift of love seems to reverberate a lyrical poem, "Every time you touch me/ I'm no longer just a dream/I'm as real as blooms in spring/ Hugging memories to make you beam." Indeed, big things come in small packages. Her seemingly simple souvenir of gratitude and affection has cultivated within me a magnified appreciation of the inner beauty in humankind.

Get set for a spin, angel. With your heart and mine.

By Marie Janiefer Q. Lee, Batch '87

I never thought that dreams do come true -- until now.  Ever since I was a child I've always dreamed of one day visiting Canada. But as I moved on with life and rode with the tides of day to day living, that dream took a back seat.  I thought that being a lot older now and with different priorities in life that that dream would just slowly die a natural death.  It just never occurred to me that even if I'm no longer a child that the feeling of excitement would still be there at just a hint of possibility that I'll be visiting Canada.

That trip is more like me chasing a childhood dream. Because back when we were small whenever we got postcards or pictures from our uncles and aunts with such beautiful scenes as their background, I always ended up dreaming that someday I'd also be in those same spots. Up until this year I thought that it would be just that, a dream, a hope, a wish, until a stroke of luck gave me the ticket to chase and finally catch that dream.

I arrived in Canada with a bag full of hopes that I'd be blessed with just the perfect weather to be able to see everything that I set out to see.  And another bag, full of sunshine, just what my uncle Jesus "Hesing" Dy asked me to bring for him.

First stop is Niagara Falls. Niagara Falls is as magnificent as Rene Tio said it would be in his article in the May 29, 2000 issue of the Spectrum.  Relative to that huge gorge of water I feel so small like an ordinary particle in this universe. That experience really humbled me to my very core, at the same time it made me feel so special and so loved for being given that chance to witness that sight in all its splendor. Aboard the "Maid of the Mist" and as we neared the foot of that gigantic falls, it felt like I was being enveloped by an overflowing love and showered with a million kisses by the mist.

Next target is snow. I was really looking forward to see a pile of snow, enough to touch and play with.  And I wasn't disappointed when we visited the Columbia Icefield. There I saw my first real snow, and it really looked like that crushed ice we use for a glass of halo-halo. When nobody was watching I looked for a big pile of snow and just let my feet sink into it; it was when I sunk deeper that I got scared. Thinking what if I'd be suck in so deep and nobody would find me, I ran back to the snow coach. I was just thinking that with that volume of ice there, we could easily make halo-halo for all the Filipinos the world over. I was hoping I could bring some home to show my kids and possibly to make some halo-halo with it.

Last target is to see real autumn leaves. It was in Vancouver where I saw a whole street lined with vibrant hues of red, orange and gold. It was so beautiful. It's as if those trees are in flame, just like torches welcoming me, this taga-bukid girl. If you're thinking that it would look foolish to have a picture taken with those Maple trees, well, consider me one of those foolish souls because I had several pictures with it. I even picked up several dried Maple leaves, which are now treasured, along with my photos. Aside from those photos only those Maple leaves can attest to the fact that I was really there and that I didn't just dream all these up. It's like a badge to show everyone and myself that I was really able to reach one of my dreams, one autumn in Canada.

By Henry L. Yu, M.D., Batch '69

For us kids of the 60s, PEPE and PILAR will always be a part of our yesterdays. They were among the first characters introduced to us in Grade I, along with Nena, Bantay, "Jack and Jill," the "Ten Little Indian Boys," Batman, Rapunzel, Thumbelina, Cinderella, etc.

I remember that time in my young life when I used to attend catechism classes held on Saturday afternoons right in the church of our youth and young dreams. We would gather around to listen to Bible stories, recite the rosary, singing, praying, going to confession, receiving communion, hearing mass, etc. We were taught how to be good children of God, to obey our parents and elders, to follow the Ten Commandments, to be God fearing and prayerful at all times. With a child-like faith, we grew up believing in the teachings of the church, of God's unconditional love, with Jesus as the ever merciful and forgiving God.

We journeyed through life and carried with us these Godly lessons which were carved so deep in our minds that whenever we go wrong, we are always reminded of our catechism class and the valuable lessons it has imparted to us. Countless seasons and reasons came and passed since then but until now we still hold dear the good things taught to us. Thanks be to Ma'am Maria, Father John , Sister Belen, and the significant others who were there for us during our formative years. Their influences in our lives are such that we have become what they always envisioned us to be: good Catholic Christians.

Oh, what a wonderful childhood we had! We always found ultimate excitements blowing the birthday candles with matching balloons and ice cream. Opening beribboned birthday packages containing inexpensive things were enough to make us happy. As one song would put it, "we were young and didn't have a care." Yes, we were young then and our needs were simpler.

As we "climbed every mountain, searched high and low, and followed every rainbow," we sometimes tend to go against the tide of those good admonitions. We slide back to our old self and falter. Then we pause, ponder, and reflect upon life. We hear confession. We receive communion. We start anew, feeling happy and refreshed. Oh, the prodigal son is back. "Time for celebrations now, time to have a party … free again."

Today, PEPE and PILAR are back. Although for now Pepe is no longer that little boy clad in short pants who used to be the takyan prince, or Pilar being the young girl in pony tails who used to be the jackstone princess, yet they simply remain the God fearing children that they have always been.

Indeed, no matter how old we have grown up amidst fortune and fame, we definitely need God in our lives. Just as we have started life with God, we will also end it with Him. He is truly the alpha and omega. And there is just no better way than to live life according to the teachings of the church. In the eyes of God, we will always be PEPE and PILAR singing "Here we are, all together as we sing our songs, joyfully ..."

There's no tellin' what every sunrise brings to your life and how each sunset ends your day. You can be the most successful businessman with power and prestige at one point in your life, the so-called "rich and famous," till your business goes bankrupt and you lose everything that you owned: the house is repossessed by the bank or mortgage company; you're poor, homeless, and maybe begging from people to survive. You can be the smartest kid in the class with honors, the pride of your folks, and end up a wacko or a geek.  You can be the best athlete in the team or a superstar in the showbiz industry or No. 1 recording artist, with many fans idolizing you (your pictures all over the bedroom walls) to being a nobody in the street. Once a celebrity now unrecognized by society: "Who are you?"  Boy! That hurts.  Which reminds me of the famous Filipino moviestar in the 60s, Gloria Romero, who sat right next to a Filipino family friend of mine in the airplane from Manila to L.A. He didn't even recognize her at all that she had to introduce herself.

Or you're blessed with a good spouse and a happy marriage. Then, all of a sudden, your spouse while driving home from work is hit by a drunk driver and dies on the spot. Or your spouse is diagnosed with terminal cancer and is given only a few months to live.  And how about this? Sleeping for the night and never wakes up, is found completely cyanotic and cold -- a dead man.  What happened during the sleep?  So sad he wasn't even able to say goodbye to his family.

Sad things could happen to anyone of us. There's no tellin' when it's gonna happen.  That's why don't point finger on someone else because who knows you'll be the next.  Don't think you're better than others and look upon the less fortunate as trash. Who knows you'll be joining them someday, or you may need them for one reason or another.

The two ends of the road are full of mysteries as you travel from one end to the other.  Life never ceases to amuse me with its trick or treat.  Boo!  Like a Pinay who worked as a maid and ended up marrying her Chinese amo, that made every forehead frown, every eyeball stick out, but she helped in the business and it boomed. O, anong say mo?  Or children with poor and less educated parents that nobody cared to hang out with them (as if they have contagious diseases) ended up with college scholarship, magna cum laude, have stable and good paying job.  Or a child with dyslexia became a renowned best selling book author. You can never tell; who would expect?  And talkin' about "believe it or not": I had a patient whose husband was legally blind since birth, but guess what?  He's a black belter in martial arts and a karate instructor in a certified karate school.

Be thankful for what you have, for who you are.  It may not be there tomorrow, but at least you've enjoyed it for the moment. Oftentimes, we tend to ignore the many little blessings that we receive from God like good health for one. Until you get sick, you don't realize how blessed you were. To suffer from an illness, all the pains, the adverse effects of some medications, etc., is like living in hell.  The fresh air that you can breathe freely, the electricity (though you have to pay) definitely makes life easy and comfortable, the water (though it's not free), but just can't even imagine living without it.  There are many little things in life that you may have missed to appreciate, but please, stop, look and listen. ... you'll be thankful for this time in your life.  There's no tellin' what's up there for you and me. Only time can tell.  And we can only hope for the best in God's mighty hands.

"Everything is under control!" We have heard this pronouncement before. Former President Ferdinand E. Marcos said it then; his generals echoed it; and now President Joseph E. Estrada says it again. Only a few months ago, Pres. Estrada announced the Philippine government troop's victory in the Mindanao war and the "rescue" of hostages from the Abu Sayyaf on our news channels and print media. "Everything is under control!" he said with hauteur. People cheered such a firm stance and announcement from our leader.

Lately, our country's economic foundation is shaken. Those technocrats assessed during the Asian economic meltdown in 1997 that the Philippines would be least affected, over Japan, Korea, Malaysia, or other neighboring countries, because of our solid economic fundamentals. Yet our peso-dollar exchange rate has now breached the chilling 50 mark. Our stock market showing is nothing to mention either. Investors, local or foreign, the IMF or World Bank, neither show support or confidence. What happened?

It is debatable if this anemic economic grading, if not collapse, is because of another attack on Asian currency or is our President's undoing! I received a text message quoting Erap: "Hindi na natin problema ang IMPERIALISMO; hindi na rin problema ang KOMUNISMO; ang problema natin ngayon ay AKONAMISMO." True, everything is in our President's hands and control, more so his alleged undoing!

There are many forces aiming to wrestle the power that be, if ever our President accepts any of the scenarios laid out on him: snap election, embarrassed in an impeachment case, or resignation.  In our House of Congress, the Senate floor, street demonstrations, radio and TV interviews, we see these presidential wannabes showing themselves off the best they can. Finally, who will be leading our country?

Flipping a coin, drawing straws, or taking a number out of a hat have long been ways of resolving disputes. There was this case that happened in America, in an Oklahoma town where the two leading candidates each received 140 votes. Rather than going through another expensive election, the commission on election used a chance method to decide the winner, and everyone accepted the outcome.

No, I am not proposing that we follow this method to resolve our country's presidential problem. What I am saying is that the writer of the Book of Proverbs in the Holy Bible proved it true: "Casting lots causes contentions to cease, and keeps the mighty apart" (Prov. 18:18). Many people may view all of this as nothing more than a matter of chance. But the amazing thing about this Bible fact called "casting lots" is that the Lord is ultimately the ONE WHO CONTROLS the outcome. "The lot is cast unto the lap, but its every decision is from the Lord" (Prov. 16;33).

So, what do all of these say to us, as people of the only Christian country in Asia? From the Christian's perspective, there is no such thing as chance -- in casting lots nor in our election by ballots for public officials. God is either directly or indirectly involved in everything that happens to us, even the selection of a person to lead our country. In Romans 13, it says "...there is no authority except that which God has established."

God is telling us something through the dilemma our country is facing. Let's pray then to the God who is in control of our nation's destiny and ask for His forgiveness for our people's undoing -- for immorality including yours and mine, and our political leaders'; for losing our focus of His lordship in our lives; for worshiping other gods. As surely as the sun rises from the east, and sets on the west, God can be trusted and obeyed in any circumstance, even in the smallest details of our lives. EVERYTHING IS UNDER HIS CONTROL!

Hey no! Everybody is talking about the good old days, right? Everybody. Good old days. "Nang mamasyal pa sa Luneta, nang walang pera!"Remember those lyrics from RJ Puno? So let's talk about the good old days.

Our homecoming was a blast! Although it is now a memory, it was an honor for me just to be with some of my classmates and school mates. To wit: Jackson Wong, Henry Lagrosas, Prudencio Tan, Robert Dychutee, Rey Suminguit, Anderson Dy, Glenda Sy, Cecilia Bernardo, Conchita Cabanlit, Betty Lee, Leonila Rosario, Lily Soy, Linda Ong, etc.

To see those happy faces among our alumni was quite amazing. Just imagine from grade school, high school, college and to the alumni homecoming 2000. What an experience! As I looked around, I saw an alumnus who looked like a Spanish soap opera actor. Hey, Charles Ang, any formula you can share?

Some grew older and some remained the same. There was one guy whose face has not changed at all. He lives near Niagara Falls; so the secret must be the mist from the falls. Ernie Yu, you need to bottle the water and send it to us.

Glenda Sy-Cabilan, your gift to the teachers during our Gala Night should not go unnoticed. You are commended for your generosity.  Peter Dy, thanks for your enthusiasm in calling out those names and number of raffle prizes in the vernacular. I just miss those Bisayan words.  Charles Sy, you're the man of the decade. Your creation of the Spectrum, the LCHS website and E-group, and a host of other innovations should lead you to more trophies and plaques. You're the man!

Toto Samson, thanks for your GAH leadership.  Wilson Dy, Farley Sy, Prudencio Tan, Rene Tio, Henry Lagrosas, and my uncles Mike Handumon and Bonnie Te, thanks for the ride to my dwelling.

Congratulations to all awardees! To all LCHS alumni, daGAHang salamat. Thanks for the memories!

Come November 12, 2000, LCHS will mark its 62nd founding anniversary.  Through the years since its inception, LCHS has produced about 2,000 graduates spread out today in different parts of the globe.  Of this number, many have become successful businessmen and professionals.

What we have achieved today we owe it in large measure to what we derived from our alma mater yesterday.  We have come this far since we left the portals of LCHS.  It is now incumbent upon us to return the favor.

For LCHS to pursue a higher standard of academic excellence, it will need to upgrade its facilities.  The computer lab needs new computer systems to keep up with the rising tide of modern technology.  The school needs a new gym.  The biology and science laboratory requires new scientific equipment. The school library is in need of new materials to aid students in their academic pursuits.

While LCHS continues to receive subsidies from the Lanao Filipino Chinese Chinese Chamber of Commerce, it cannot solely rely on this subsidy to pursue its desired academic goals.  It needs to explore more resources and tap more financial aids for the upkeep and improvement of its facilities. It is hoped that our alumni, who have the means, will find it in their generous heart to extend their helping hand to the alma mater. Their help may come in many forms. One of these is for an alumnus or a group of alumni to choose and adopt a particular component of the school, such as, for instance, the science and biology lab, as the beneficiary. Donations directed to this chosen component shall then be utilized in upgrading its needed facilities.

Let us help LCHS continue to be the school of which we can all stand proud.  Let us help our alma mater measure up to the standard of excellence from which we ourselves have once benefited. As Henry Siao, LCHS School Director, said in his speech during the recent grand alumni homecoming, our "greatest reward would be the glow of inner satisfaction that we would feel for having repaid to our alma mater what we have received from it."

Let's give our share to the alma mater. It's payback time.