Class 4-41 or BULAG 41, (Adviser, Mr. Norberto Caberoy). Fourth year is the highlight of one's secondary education. Life is experienced first hand through the heart-aches and frustrations, as well as the elations and victories from post-puberty to adolescent years within the confines of the SBC campus. Looking back, San Beda's policy of "dismantling" homeroom classes every year was beneficial to everyone because it widened our circle of friends.

About 80% of 4-41 were classmates in lower years- be it home room, subject specific classes (Science, Math and English), electives (Spanish, Auto Mechanics, Statistics) and remedial classes, hence the camaraderie was evident. More so with our adviser, Mr. Norberto "Bing" Caberoy, who was also our theology teacher in our freshman/sophomore and even junior years. It was during this year when senti songs experienced a resurgence. Thanks to the songs of Lam Hall and Sharon Cuneta's first movie "Dear Heart" (how baduy could you get!!!). We had our taste of reality or victims of society's unequal distribution of wealth during our Bivouac in Tanay? We shared the campsite with Maryknoll and Ateneo. Their food may have tasted sumptuous compared to our almost non-palatable rations; their attire may have been extravagant by our middle income standards, but we sure had a grand time at Erap's camp site.

Bulag 4-41 had its share of brainy guys in the persons of Patrick Pena and Tony Fernando. The class also placed well in the Timpawitan and Christmas Chorale festivals. We also had our share of model platoons and MP's and NC athletes such as Ronnie Cunanan & Megui Geronimo. A high note of our final year was winning the NCAA Juniors Basketball crown. Thanks to the winning jump shot of Fitz Canilao of 4-42. We had more than our share of R&R. Who could ever forget the soiree with Saint Paul's QC at Richard Almeida's New Manila pad? Or the last class overnight outing at Al Yu's Batangas resort? The camaraderie of 4-41 is still there. Hopefully, the fire would be fanned further as the big day draws near. And I am certain with this! (By Anthony Felix de Castro)