All the years, during our lifetime, we
gather all kinds of jewels.
They could be the finest diamonds, rubies,
emeralds or pearls,
set in gold, silver or the most precious
These, we treasure with our life and take
them out once in
a while, to admire and enjoy once more.
Like the finest jewels, memories are our
belongings, not easily stolen or lost.
As long as we have them, we can relive those
moments and recharge our batteries in life.
Good memories feed our souls and lift our
Our memories makes us what we are,
but in our memories, bad experiences are
These makes us grow stronger, even when they
hurt so much.
I think we should take them as a lesson in
helps us grow wiser, but the good memories
are kept in
a very special place in our hearts.
Today, we should work hard in making good
for tomorrow. Today we should enjoy Life...
the best Gift God has given us.
Good Old Days at Holding Institute.
I have to say I have tons of memories and if
I think long and
hard, many of them will come back. Now, I am
starting to worry
that with all of those terrible diseases we
exposed to, many of those files in my mind
could be lost
forever. So, for my peace of mind and your
enjoyment I will
post them in here where they could be saved
for posterity. If you read these memories, by any chance,
and you remember some of your own, tell me
them in an e-mail and I will post them here
Chavita, Salvador Ibarra (R.I.P.), was so
active and intelligent,
specially with crafts and most of us knew he was a great
folklore dancer. When any craft ideas were needed, Chavita
was there on the spot. Ok, this time a big
globe was needed
and he was always more than happy to do the job. They decided,
the group, that it would be done using the
or for those of you who do not know it...the
be covered with little pieces of colored rice paper glued
to the surface. The globe was soon ready to
for the presentation. All so happy with the
work well done
and I am sure Chavita so proud with the
final result. When
everyone helped to take it out of the room, the globe
was not going through because it was too
had to force it to take it out and I am sure
people saw the presentation, they
wondered why the
oval globe. May God bless you Chavita and my
prayers are with you always.
René Medina was one of our great, tallest
(best regards wherever you are René) and one
time we were
in study hall. It was one of those days when
the weather is
so calm and warm, it was difficult not to
Many times I saw my friends sleeping and I
envied them because I never could do it.
Well this time René
fell asleep in his seat but his head tilted
backwards and his mouth
wide open. Jose Luis Chapa (R.I.P.) was always playing around
making jokes and he was another one of our great basketball
players so he and René were friends. Chapa,
as we called him,
started to cut pieces of paper and making
paper balls, started to
throw them into René´s mouth and while some
of them made it
and others fell away and all the joking and
laughs, René ended
up with a mouth full of paper balls and
until the bell rang
and somebody woke him, he realized what had
Poor René, but being the great guy he was,
and he always showed his great smile.
In 1964, I was new at Holding and
adapting to a completely new
environment and to what, for me, was far
away from home when
we heard about President Kennedy´s
assasination and the news
that the international bridge was closed and
would remain closed
until further notice. Imagine at 12 and
being told you would
not be able to go home and having to stay at
I felt scared but there was not much I could
do except wait. Finally,
late that day, news came that the bridge
would be opened
and "relief" was the word to describe the
Miss Frieda Blum, very dear Ms. Blum. It was
such a joy to
be your student. I send you my love wherever
you may be and I
hope you are so blessed. I had some trouble
math and you were so patient and I remember
you would not
rest until all of us understood it all. You
would look at us straight
in the eye and I think you said so much more
with your eyes than
with your lips and it worked because I would
You and I got to work very closely when I
was treasurer in
my junior year and you were our counselor. I
learned how to
keep up with our bookkeeping and bank
transactions with you.
Imagine we covered all the Senior´s Prom
expenses with less
than $300.00 dlls. It was a lot of cash,
considering we only had
the candy store to make money and in those
could buy a candy bar for a nickel. Miss
Blum when I saw you
writing and erasing our blackboard and
admiring how active
and fast your movements were and at the same
delicate and efficient, you would remind me
of a butterfly.
Jaime Garza, I remember you as a very good
friend and as
very intelligent and dedicated. Holding´s
surely a title many would have wished for,
but not easily
won with all the requirements, right?
Imagine, and I was lucky
enough to accompany you!! Jaime, you were
the kind of friend
anyone would love to have for life. Your
I will always remember and thank you for it.
Wherever you are,
best regards and I am sure you have a
wonderful life and family.
Miss Mabel Dunham; how would anybody forget
you? I know
our group gave you a hard time, but you know
we loved you.
There was one or two jokers, but the rest
thank you so much
for your patience and love. Those spelling
tests helped us
the most and your kindness and sweetness
magic with the worst students. Miss Dunham,
any place you
are right now, you certainly can see we
carry you and
your teachings in our hearts all the time
big kiss to you with all my love.
Mr. Enrique Mejía was new when I first
started at Holding and
I remember girls gave him a hard time when
they did not
want to run and would claim they were
cramps just to be excused. Later on, we had
a nurse and
the problem was solved because when girls
they had cramps, she would say cramps
with exercise. Mr. Mejia, you and your wife,
my teacher also, Mrs. Amira Mejía were
I remember you both with love and gratitude.
Mr. Mejia, you are now coaching a great team
so many are still enjoying your great smile
dedication. I know you are in the best
place, keeping watch
over your loved ones. Mrs. Mejia, may God
To you, Ms. White, I owe so much. I remember
you exercises to
speak clearly opening our mouth well and
marking the words.
I do not know if I had a speaking problem,
but I took your
advise to the letter and nobody had ever
told me they do not
understand how I speak. I am so grateful for
so sweet and at the same time strict and
patient with all of us.
Someplace. here in the U.S.A. I know you
remember Holding and I
pray you are well and living with God´s
graces and blessings.
I send you a big hug and my very best
regards and gratitude, with love.
Prima, Dora Medina, remember me? I do and I
that time we were both running for a post at
the Student Council
and the weirdest thing happened... I voted
for you and you for me and
we came out with a tie. You see why honesty
had never been paid?
You should have voted for yourself and I
would have voted
for you and you should have come out a
winner. I am just kidding,
it felt good and Honesty is always much
better. I know we took
different ways in our lives, we kind of lost
contact and that
is always sad, but memories like these is a
priceless treasure and it
is always kept safe inside in our hearts.
Except that sharing
those memories seem to increase the value
and bring a smile
when we most need it. Thank you prima, for
the joys shared.
I remember José Luis Chapa Mtz. (R.I.P.) and
you were always
joking and with your humor making the
classes so much happier.
Most people told me I was the quite girl at
Holding but you made
me laugh so much and I was never sure of
what to expect with you.
Chapa, also a great basketball player and
with that love he had
to have good grades to stay in the game. You
were not only funny,
but very intelligent and certainly a great
leader. I remember
calling you when your dad passed away and
then another call
when I told I was a voice from your past and
you recognized me
and offered me a job in your store. Little
would I know that
would be the last time I would hear your
voice and it stuck to my ears.
Death would never be something we can
understand, no matter how
many times it would be explained, we just
cry and learn to accept it
with time. May God keep you in His glory and
bless your whole family.
Thank you so much Chapa, my prayers are with
Dalila Rocha is a dear friend and I spoke to
her not very long ago. I
reminded her of how I admired the way she
would get her hair fixed
while we were on the bus and she arrived all
made up by the time
we got to school. Her beautiful dark and
curly hair was all brushed up
and all tidy. Her long and dark lashes
looked sensational as did
her whole make up. I remember feeling like I
had so much to
learn from her. She was also a great dancer
and we enjoyed many
of her numbers and she was a great friend.
We used to cross the
bridge and walk to her sweet bread store and
sometimes we took
another bus to her home. Dalila, I remember
you so calmed and
patient. Thank you for your friendship, for
the times we shared
and because I can still give you a call
anytime. May God bless you
and your dear daughter Luisa.
You know, it is of popular knowledge that
the secret to an
excellent education is to have small groups.
were at the most 25, I think, or 20. I
remember being in a shorthand
class where there were only two of us and
one time my classmate
was abstent. The class was given only to me.
This is just an
example of how Holding took teaching so
seriously and there
were never such things as raffles to take
our attention from
There was this one year I wanted to get a
certificate for not being
absent during the whole year. I had never
been able to get it and
this year I wanted it so desperately. I
think it was 1976-77 and in
January we got snow. There was ice on the
bridge and snow all over.
I missed school that day and I heard there
were no classes, but
guess what? I got and absentee and no
certificate. It did not
change anything, I still felt and still feel
so proud of my school.
Teachers, I do not even remember their being
sick at all.
I remember Mrs. Canales and Mrs. Mejia being
pregnant, but no
classes were cancelled or missed at all.
This one time somebody proposed to charge
a penny for each
word spoken in Spanish just as another
private school was doing
to make students speak English only, but it
was not accepted.
When you decided to study at Holding, you
paid your tuition,
your books, food, transportation and very
few extras once in a while
or you would see if you applied for a
scholarship and that was it...
the rest was only the effort of the student
I can recall Rev. Robert Bedford and his
bible classes. Wherever you
are sir, my gratitude from my heart. Your
stories, specially the one
about Jacob and Esau, Jacob so calm and
spiritual while Esau
more into material things, gave me the
inspiration for my own
spirituality. I still feel that thirst for
learning and understanding
much more my religion and the strength to
try to follow Jesus´
footsteps no matter how difficult it may
seem. Rev. Bedford,
I know you must still be an inspiration to
so many young and
old and I pray God gives you and your family
His blessings for
your hard work in your ministry. I will
always be so grateful.
Mr. Librado Vera and Mrs. Rita Vera you both
so sweet and gentle
teachers. Mr. Vera I remember so vividly all
you stories about Cuba,
the taste of your wonderful coffee and the "tostones"
had never tasted before. I will always be so
grateful to you two
and you are two of the people I most admire.
Your having a
life and a career in Cuba and loosing
everything and then coming to
the U.S.A. and start all over from scratch
had to be so hard and an
inspiration to all of us. You had to go to
the university and you
did it all over again. I am sure God has
blessed you and your family.
You are a very important part of my memory
CD. Thank you very
much from my heart!!
All the way to Trinidad, Bolivia maybe I
could still find Dalmiro Gaona.
Maybe he is living somewhere else. He was a
great friend and I am
sure he remembers Holding Institute and the
wonderful moments he
spent here. I just hope he is not one of
those people who can seem to
learn how to use a pc. The internet is a
great way to keep in touch.
Dalmiro, wherever you are, take very good
care of yourself and thank
you for your friendship and patience of
those good old days. You were
always so sweet and a friend I will always
remember. May God bless
you and yours.