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Little blue church

"No spot is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale."

My first grade class used to sing that song and it kept playing in my head as I approached this church. It's blue though and not in the vale, but along a highway in the South Cotabato countryside. The family who owns the plot of land where it stands built it. It is surrounded by coconuts and fruit trees.

Inside a few of us gathered for dear Miss Arcon's funeral. She was the head of a group of schools run by the SDA church. A good Christian, well-loved by her students, friendly yet professional to us teachers under her leadership, I was grateful for the coincidence of being in the country when she passed away, and for the opportunity to pay my last respects. 

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  1. Hi Hazel,

    What a sweet spot to worship. Happy Blue Monday!

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  2. Cute church.

    I played too. Mine are here and here.

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  3. this post reminds me of all the unforgettable teachers i had. a few of them had also passed on.

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  4. A sad but very beautiful post! The little church looks so lovely set in gardens!

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  5. A great place for any kind of service.

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  6. It looks very refreshing.

    Here's my BLUE
    Have a great week ahead!

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  7. both are fabulous pictures. I like your remembrance of Ms Arcon & I'm glad you were able to pay your respects. I think it matters to say the names of those who leave this world. best wishes

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  8. I remember that song!

    Wonderful pictures.

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  9. Interesting post!! Boom & Gary of the Vermilon River, Canada.

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