30/09/2026
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Some people leave this world, but never leave the lives they touched. Their voices become memories and the love they gave becomes something we carry forever.
It still feels unreal that we have to say goodbye to someone like Sir John Eugene Lacsina. There are people who pass through our lives and leave behind memories, and there are people whose presence becomes woven into the lives of those around them. You were one of those people. You were our teacher, our coach, our mentor, and to many of us, our Papa Eugene. You became someone we could approach without hesitation, someone who would listen when we needed to be heard, and someone whose presence brought comfort even on difficult days. Losing you means losing a person who became a meaningful part of our everyday lives.
You were more than the roles written beside your name. You were a teacher who gave us knowledge and patience, a coach who believed in us, and a mentor who knew when to guide us firmly and when to simply listen. In the Formation Office, you were someone who taught us discipline and responsibility. You corrected us when we needed correction and pushed us to become better versions of ourselves. Your discipline was never simply about rules. It was about teaching us accountability and the importance of doing things properly.
To your colleagues, you were more than a fellow teacher. You were a dependable coworker, a friend, and someone who contributed to the work that kept the school moving forward. Your presence was felt not only inside the classroom but also in the many responsibilities you carried beyond it. You gave your time and energy to the school and to the people who depended on you. Your work may have been part of your daily responsibilities, but the way you performed those responsibilities showed how much you cared about the community you served.
To your students, you will always be remembered as one of the best teachers we had, especially in Mathematics. You had the determination to teach and the willingness to help students understand even when the lesson felt hard. You taught us to keep trying when the answer did not come easily. The classroom was one of the places where your dedication was most visible, and the lessons you taught there will continue long after the school year ends.
And to those who knew you as Papa Eugene, you were someone who made people feel cared for. There was something comforting about knowing that you were there. You could discipline us when we needed to be disciplined, teach us when we needed to learn, encourage us when we were losing confidence, and listen when we simply needed someone to hear us. You could tell us what we needed to hear while still making us feel that we were worth believing in.
One of the things we will remember most is the simple phrase you gave us whenever we needed encouragement: โKaya mo โyan.โ Simple words, but coming from you, they carried so much weight. They gave us reassurance when we were afraid and courage when we were uncertain. You said them with a confidence that made us believe in ourselves a little more. Now, one of the hardest things to accept is that there will no longer be a โKaya mo โyanโ from you. No familiar voice reminding us to keep going, no words assuring us that we could make it through, and no moment where we could look your way and find the encouragement we had grown so accustomed to receiving.
It hurts to think that there will be no more ordinary conversations with you and no more moments when we could simply say, โSir,โ and know that you were there. We were not ready for a goodbye like this. There are things we thought we would still have time to say, questions we thought we could still ask, and moments we thought would simply continue because we had become so used to seeing you there. Your absence now makes us realize how much of our ordinary days had quietly become memories because you were part of them.
Your life cannot be remembered only through the sadness of your passing. It must also be remembered through the work you gave, the students you taught, the people you guided, the responsibilities you carried, and the lives you touched. You left your mark in the classroom, in the Formation Office, in coaching, in your work with colleagues, and in every space where you chose to serve. Your legacy is not only found in accomplishments written on paper. It lives in the students who learned from you, the people who became better because of your guidance, and the colleagues who were fortunate enough to work alongside you.
Thank you, Sir Eugene, for being our Papa Eugene. Thank you for being a great person who knew when to discipline us and when to comfort us. Thank you for being one of the best Mathematics teachers we could have asked for. Thank you for being a coach who believed in us and a colleague who gave his effort and dedication to the people around him. Thank you for every responsibility you carried, every student you helped, and every contribution you made to the school.
Most of all, thank you for every comfort you gave us. Thank you for making people feel heard and cared for. Thank you for the conversations that made difficult days lighter and for the encouragement that gave us the courage to continue. You may never have realized how much those moments meant, but they became part of the memories we will hold closest. The things you gave us cannot be measured by grades, awards, titles, or accomplishments. They can be measured by the number of people who will remember you with gratitude.
There will always be an emptiness where your presence used to be. There will be moments when we will wish we could hear your voice one more time, have one more conversation, or receive one more of those words that made everything feel possible. โKaya mo โyan.โ We may no longer hear you say it, but we will carry it with us. We will carry it when life becomes difficult, when we doubt ourselves, and when we need the courage to take another step. Those words came from someone who believed in us, and that belief will remain one of the greatest things you left behind.
We may never hear your voice say โKaya mo โyanโ again, but we will remember that you believed we could. And when we carry that belief into the lives ahead of us, a part of what you gave us will continue.
Your presence was a gift to the people who knew you, and your memory will remain a gift to those who continue to carry your lessons and kindness forward.
Rest peacefully, Sir Eugene. You may no longer be here to tell us, โKaya mo โyan,โ but we will spend the rest of our lives remembering that you believed we could. You will always be remembered, deeply missed, and forever loved.
โ๏ธ: Nicole G. Amper
๐ผ๏ธ: Lexus Valencia
๐๏ธ: Michelle Cruz
