Some supporters were doing last-minute campaigns despite the rule against it.
Jose Abad Santos High School, Building 1 (or was that Building 2?)
Playground. The tower is NOT part of the school.
Ah, that's Building 2
Oo nga, panatilihing manlinis ang paaralan.
The hallway to the voting rooms.
A peek inside the classroom.
They really wanted to make sure that I couldn't wash off the indelible ink that easily.
Since the previous election was just 5 months ago, the procedure was still fresh in my mind. The steps we (my Dad and I) had to do were rather simple:
- Went to our assigned school/voting venue after lunch instead of early in the morning.
- Looked for the "poster" that indicated the room assigned to our barangay.
- Climbed up to the second floor because that was where our room was located.
- Searched for our names in the list posted outside the voting room, and remembered the corresponding numbers to facilitate search.
- Recited our names and numbers to the teacher manning the ballot area.
- Signed the logsheet and stamped our thumbmark on it.
- Got our ballots.
- Filled out the ballots.
- Dropped the ballots in the ballot box (of course!)
- Waited for the PCOS machine to count our ballot. No wait, that was last May.
- Another thumbmark on another sheet of paper just to make sure.
- Got a drop (or in my case, several drops of indelible ink) on our right index finger.
- Attempted to remove the indelible ink by wiping it on my clean white shirt.
- Left the area with a badly smudged index finger and a dirty shirt.
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