TAKE IT FROM THE WISDOM OF THE LITTLE BOY
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Posted:Jan 21, 2008 6:17 am
Last Updated:Jan 21, 2008 5:40 pm 4643 Views
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I always love to stay and mingle with the who go to our remediation center for the daily follow ups of their lesson...
No matter how tired I am, I always find the joy of hearing some weird ideas coming from the . Our patrons got different unique personalities that oftentimes amuse me.They are from different private, semi - private and public schools around the city.
JP is one of them. He is very playful and often talks without sense. I was sitting in my office when he entered with a book. He wanted me to read his book report for him.
The story is about the dragon. I remembered that I had kept an old chinese calendar with an image of a dragon. I showed it to him and he was genuinely surprized when he saw the image. With amazement, he kept on saying, "Thats is a dragon?". It was not a question but a clarification about his newly discovered idea.It was very unbelievable for him.
He went to write his book report. When he filled in the portion for the most difficult word he found in the story, he wrote the word "dragon".
I was now the one who was amazed. I asked him. "Why dragon?" "It was the easiest word in the story," I added.
He answered, " for you 'cher because you are my teacher and you are already big, but not for me." 
I was caught there!!!! hahaha =)
JP was right. I hugged and kissed him. He asked why...
I said...
Today, you are smarter than me...He embraced and kissed me too...He then said, "but I cant teach other yet"..  
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SI INDAY...
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Posted:Jan 21, 2008 5:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2008 4:52 am 4728 Views
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I was with some people in a forum today. The issue talked about some commercial options for our city.
Our city is always taking its pride from its rich culture brought by several settlers who choose to nurture their lives on this part of Mindanao.
I guess almost majority of regional groups from various parts of the country have been well represented in our city.
Due to this diversity, I for one enjoy the benefits of having a good grasp of knowledge in terms of various dialects,endearments, practices, rituals, family upbringings, worships and foods.It is actually an advantage on my part because it made me adaptable to various situation in my daily dealings. I thought, things would be the same with other people.
As I waited for the forum to start, I received an sms from my cousin. I decided to make a call so that I can explained properly the answers to her querry. I am from a mixed family of Ilonggo and Ilocano but our home dialect is Ilonggo.
In our native dialect, "INDAY" is a form of endearment and respect to a younger or elder female.Some of our common addresses include, TOTO, NONOY, NENE,TATA & NENENG. Oftentimes, these addresses are connected at the beginning of our first name. As to my cousin, its INDAY.
I was addressing her with "INDAY" as we talked over the phone. The conversation lasted for few minutes. I stayed on my seat as I talked to INDAY because there were only two of us occupying the row.
After, I ended the conversation, I was puzzled when the woman seated at my back transferred beside me. Without any introduction, she leaned and told me, " Ang hirap talaga makipag -usap sa katulong ano?" I frowned. I thought, I was just mistaken so I asked her," Ano po ma'am?" She repeated her statement and added, " Yan talagang si Inday minsan hindi mo maasahan at hindi madali makaintindi ng instructions."
Presto!!! I got it... I asked her which part of the coutry she was from and how long she has stayed in the city. She mentioned the place and the number of years.It was already sometimes and she proudly said that they own one of the establishments. I found a good way of correcting her.
I said, " Ma'am you will be renewing your permits this year right? Maybe if you need a signature of the head from this office, just look for INDAY and tell her, I am sending my regards." She stared at me but I was already focusing my attention to the introduction made about the speaker. I dont know if she understood what I mean but from the corner of my eyes, I saw her uneasiness.
Sometimes its nice to start a conversation in a strange occassion in order to meet new friends. However, it is also good to know, that INDAY is not only used to address a lowly househelp. Most of the time it is used to show how dear INDAY is in our lives. 
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THE ONLY THING I DO SERIOUSLY IS.....
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Posted:Jan 19, 2008 5:30 pm
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2008 5:01 am 4505 Views
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Today, my bestfriend called and excitedly broke the news that her long time "net bf" will be coming soon!!! Her excitement was very contagious that I also felt the same. She introduced the guy to me 3 years ago. Infact his name is one among the very few names I got on my list. I am not very much aware on whats going on with them because I never intrude to the personal life of my bestfriend. We share everything in almost all aspects of our lives but never on the "guy matters". Maybe because we have extremely different standards on this matter. She go for the looks, I go for the brain (looks is just a bonus),face for her, nails and teeth for me, fancy foods,cosmetics and fashion for her, anything available for me. She loves high heeled shoes, mine are flats and comfy.We are strangely and extremely different but we find comfort and assurance with each others presence. Sometimes people would jokingly express their doubts to our identity because we always stick with each other.
Our conversation , made me pause and evaluate my life with her.We are not getting any younger. Time will come that one will be starting another phase in life with another person. The very simple reason why despite our companionship we never stop the search. We keep our options open and welcome anybody for the possible hope of finding the "one" to spend the rest of our lives.
As far as I can recall, we started the search at the same time. Now, I have the feeling that my bestfriend's quest will about to end. Listenning to her, I knew deep inside me that she is really "inlove" and very much prepared to take the most serious decision that will hopefully last a lifetime. I feel the pang and the happiness. I also have hesitations.
If things will work better for her and her fiancee, I will lost most of the time that we consume together.I am genuinely happy because she is happy. I am hesitant because I do not know the person whom she has been giving her heart. A very natural feeling for a relationship that is founded and nurtured virtually though I always keep my fingers cross for the best to come.I cant afford to give up my bestfriend for nothing because she deserves something better.For this, I keep on hoping...
Eventually, she asks me about my own search. I laugh out loud and also ask myself the same question. She is demanding for an update about it. I am confused and losses the right word to say because no updates can be given out. Maybe,my search is not as serious as hers.
She is taking it against me and she is once again starting to give me sermons. I already memorized the lines but her sermons serve as a good melody in my ears. The sermon is going on over the phone and I am writing this blog with a smile.
I cut her to stop and tell her that I always take one thing seriously. She asks what....I just said, WRITING ON MY BLOG!!!
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ANGELS DO EXIST
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Posted:Jan 19, 2008 3:37 am
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2008 3:47 am 4787 Views
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I want to jump, shout and clap..
IN OUR TECHNOLOGICALLY DOMINATED TIME
ANGELS DO EXIST ..
THEY DONT BEAR WINGS...
THEY DONT SHINE BRIGHTLY..
BUT THEY DO EXIST..
THANK YOU TO THE PERSON WHO HELPED ME LIFT MY BAGGAGE WHEN I WAS LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FORSAKEN HIGHWAY BECAUSE I WAS NOT ABLE TO CATCH THE LAST BUS TO MY GRANDPARENTS HOMETOWN.
I FELT SO SCARED AND HELPLESS BUT GOD SENT ME AN ANGEL 
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IT DEPENDS ON HOW I LOOK AT IT..
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Posted:Jan 18, 2008 9:27 pm
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2008 8:09 am 4646 Views
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My Friday was not an ideal day (and so was the whole week!!). I set the alarm @ 3 a.m. but was not able to wake up when it rung. I ended at 6 a.m.. It was one hour before my duty in SPED center. The realization struck me, I got one hour to prepare myself and the things I needed for my first actual classroom instruction. Without much thought I took a quick shower, fitted in my uniform, pulled my bag (the biggest)and thrown in everything.
As I hurried down the street, I was combing my hair and putting on some powder and lipstick. I made a quick mental summary of my activities.Puppet show was the first (materials were in my biggest and heaviest bag), meeting @ 2 pm (grrr!),practical exam for my special roxie (how to order& pay her jollibee meals),consultation with the staff (whew!!!), see PJ(she was in her worse tantrums), pick the cake (terry's b-day), etc,etc,... 
I blamed myself because I should had started those things @ 3 a.m...I felt, I committed the biggest crime of my life.Misery started to flood over me...
First stop. SPED center...
I was greeted with two boys kicking and boxing each other while all the others did their part of cheering...My cooperating teacher was nowhere in sight, nobody paid attention to my presence. They enjoyed the ongoing action. I banged the table, all 42 eyes stared at me with surpise and disbelief. I put the fighting boys to time out in a secluded area of the crammed classroom. One was an autist and the other was with mild mental retardation. I started the order of the day and filled them with colorful activities to occupy their attention...I stared at my two detainees, I saw envy in their eyes for missing the play that was going on in front of them. After, 15 mins. they were allowed to join.They rejoiced and happily added more paper planes flying on the ceiling.
I realized that, the theories I learned in my classes and the ideals of my papers submitted to my professors were just too far from the reality that I was experiencing. I got excellent professors in my courses but the students I was facing were the great teachers who taught me precious lessons to be learned. Bell rung, my cooperating teacher came in!!! Magic? (hehehe), Nope. End of the first session.Time for their supervised lunch and my time to go...
Second stop, Cake Gallery.
One chocolate decadence for my "Mommy Terry". It was her 52nd birthday. The girl asked me for the letterings on the cake. I said, "for my most sensual mom and mentor,happy b-day." The girl looked at me as if I was insane but she went on anyway.As I stepped out, I uttered a thank you prayer to God for blessing me with one wonderful Terry who is my mentor since I started my career and treats me like a real (I insisted to be called as one).
Third stop, University Auditorium.
I went to attend the meeting because our "attendance is a must!" It was on earthquake drill that we have been doing for so many years already yet I did not find any improvement on the activity. Same old pictures and same failured drills every year. As I settled on my seat,I was wondering if the one giving lectures understood what he was saying. I started to imagine the evacuation plans they posted in every classroom. I can vividly picture out the arrows pointing to the window direction instead of the doors. If incase an earthquake struck and we will follow that plan surely we will never live...we will end up killing ourselves because the arrows tell us to proceed to the window instead of going out from the room through the door. Those plans were posted 2 years ago yet the members of the committee never made any action to correct it. The orientation and the drill did not serve a good purpose. I did not listen too. I was there for attendance, nothing else!!!
Third stop. Angels Guide Remediation Center
When I entered the door,Teacher Rey, rushed to me as if he saw a real angel. PJ wont talk to them. She just stayed stiff as if she heard nothing, she refused to review her lessons. The father cant help either.Literally my whole staff were helpless. I unloaded my bag moved around the center to say hello to all and staff.Lastly, went to PJ's table and without much words she took all her things and started to do her tasks. I just supervised her and after 30 mins she was again off playing with other .My staff were thankful and made a little chat. I was again grateful for when I started the business, God sent me wonderful people to work with.
Fourth stop. Jollibee
Roxy was so excited because it was our first practical exam. The task was to learn how to order and pay for her favorite Jollibee meal.With excitement, we headed to her favorite fastfood.I gave her instructions and she gracefully lined up with other people. As I looked at her, I felt proud because I saw the confidence for she knew what to do. When it was her turn, she gave her orders and paid for her bills. She looked at me and smiled as she carried her orders towards our table. I felt proud too.After how many months of working with each other her progress is very evident.
The day ended and I felt so blessed because I got many good people around me. THey never missed to make my life more colorful and happier.I ended counting my blessings and felt lighter.I left some instructions to my secretary and as I turned to leave, she called me back. She kidded me to stay sexy til we met later tonight for our staff dinner.I moved to meet my bestfriend.I smiled when I remembered her.I was 5 minutes late for our appointment.She was and is my bestfriend who bears with me in good times and bad times. I felt the gentle breeze touched my face. I breathed deeply, I reminded myself that not all things that started bad would end up worst.It always depend on how I look at things.
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FOR THE LAST TIME...I SWEAR!!!!
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Posted:Jan 16, 2008 10:26 am
Last Updated:Jan 16, 2008 2:18 pm 4386 Views
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Wasting my time doing nothing is the thing that I hated most.Vacant time is a very strange term for me...I am always on the go because I always love to keep going and to keep my "active life".
I am fond of planning all sort of activities for myself, months ahead of time...it might be another part time stints, schooling or volunteering...All come without any particular objective but only to keep myself "BUSY"...
Few years back, I started to pursue another program with the intention of keeping myself "BUSY" for the coming years...I never noticed that I already invested so much time, effort and finances to it that when I am about to reach the finish line I cant simply call it a quits because things would be too precious to be wasted...I decided to finish the course and take the challenge of cracking my empty brain in accomplishing my "paper" which is laying unfinished until now...
I have been exerting too much that as I faced my monitor today, I evaluated my real motive in doing such stuff...I have tried to convince my being with the idea of "valuing my time" because its just too precious to be wasted, but my deeper reflection have told me that, "I AM ACTUALLY PUNISHING MYSELF TO AVOID SOMETHING".
The valuing my time principle is actually causing me to waste so much of myself.... A simple camouflage of avoidance...
Now I am promising, this gonna be the last time that I will hit the nail so hard..After this,
I will take my most deserved break...or what about (huh ).....hehehehehe
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BINARY OPPOSITES
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Posted:Jan 15, 2008 1:50 pm
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2008 7:38 am 4381 Views
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WHEN YOU..
ARE BORN, DYING BECOMES POSSIBLE,
ARE SUCCEEDING, FAILING IS ON THE BEND,
ARE LAUGHING, CRYING IS ANOTHER
ARE FILLING, EMPTINESS IS THE NEXT
ARE WINNING, DEFEAT IS ON THE MAKING
WHILE
FALLING IN LOVE IS THE SWEETEST THING,
FALLING OUT OF LOVE IS LIKE A STING.
FUNNY BUT
EVENTS THAT ARE ALWAYS OPPOSING
MAKES LIFE FULL OF SENSE...
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HELLO, TELEPHONE
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Posted:Jan 15, 2008 5:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2008 1:34 pm 4366 Views
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KRINGGGG, KRINGGGGGGG, KRINGGGGGG....
PHONE CALL
HELLO.........
HEY!!! IS MS J AROUND?
NO SHE IS NOT A ROUND...SHE IS A TRIANGLE..
CLICK!!! END OF THE CONVERSATION...
WHAT A HECK!!!!
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SHE IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE SISTER
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Posted:Jan 14, 2008 7:16 am
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2008 9:18 am 4379 Views
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My youngest sister was born when I was on my last years in high school. I did not get a chance to associate and be with her when she was growing into a happy and a joyful because I stayed with my grandma until I completed my secondary. Afterwhich, I was so excited to enter the university that on the summer of my highschool graduation I decided to leave and started the advance summer program of my choosen course.Things went on and on until I finally got my university diploma and went home for while after so many years of not seeing our home.
When I arrived, the first thing that I noticed was that my sister grew into a beautiful . Gone were the traces of a playful whom I left several years ago. With my sister, I felt like a stranger.I wanted to embrace her and tell her how much I missed her.I wanted to tell her how I spent so many sleepless nights in our university dormitory longing to come home and play with her but I was overpowered by my timidity. I just stood, held myself and greeted her with a simple hello.
After few days, I was again off to start my first employment in another city. I was so engrossed with my job and with the desire to perform well for my most coveted promotion. I did get the promotion to the expense of not coming home even during holidays. Once again I lost the chance of getting along with my sister although I never failed to send her anything which I saw in the mall and which I thought would look nice to her.I was so happy everytime I saw her photos with the things I sent posted on her website.More so when she sent me sms telling how thankful she was.
She had been doing well in her college and she even looked more beautiful. Until one day, she arrived at my doorsteps unexpectedly. I knew when I saw her waiting that something was wrong. It's a long travel from where her school is going to my place and she looked very exhausted.
She cried and embraced me tightly. I automaticaly perceived what was going on.
She will be graduating this coming March which might not be possible if she cant produce a sheet of paper to prove that she is married for she is PREGNANT.I was very much aware of her university's policy on pregnancy out of wedlock. She cant never be readmitted if she will be expelled.
She needed the papers "pronto" to stay in the university.She had to be married.With the help of some trusted friends, I prepared the wedding, called my parents to come and also her boyfriend to be present on that date. Within three days, things were done. She got the papers and she was married. What so ironic was that, I dont even knew the man who turned to be my brother-in-law. I just saw him for the first time during the wedding. I felt so stupid during the event because I didnt know anybody except for my own family members.Yet I was the one who planned and made everything possible.
I realized, I was having my own struggle. Its my personal crisis that I needed to cope. Everybody commended me for so many superfacial things that they considered as my achievements.They did not know that I felt so distant and empty. I wished I could just opened myself, for them to read what I was really into but I cant conceal their excitement for seeing me once again --- the Prodigal .I was a very good organizer with a plastered smile on my lips. Celebration ended and excitement died down. The frustration and disappointment for what happend to my sister were neutralized by my presence. She was saved from the burning wrath of our mom and dad. She was very thankful to me and once again I was her heroine and her fortress.
The event reminded of the an irony effectively used on the pieces of literature that I taught in my classes. In the plot of my life, they were properly crafted and very much alive.Only, they were perfectly kept behind my smiles.
As my sister left for her school, she kissed and told me, how she tried to be like me but she failed....I was holding my tears.
I wondered, Do I really deserve what she said?
Again, I dont know!! All I know is SHE IS AND WILL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE SISTER.
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DO I LOOK BEAUTIFUL?
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Posted:Jan 13, 2008 2:52 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2008 2:06 pm 4544 Views
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While waiting for my friend to decide which dress fits her well, i just settled myself on the bench near the lady's accessories corner. I did not care if it took my friend a century to decide which one she will take.It was because my inquisitive mind travelled as I heard the many versions of the term BEAUTIFUL.
The term were expressed in various dialects spoken by various groups of people residing in the city.I was reminded of the richness of our place brought about by cultural diversity that we shared and adapted.I can't stop myself to smile as I listened to the same question asked by several women as they choose their accessories....Dialects varied but the meaning was the same. It was towards becoming "BEAUTIFUL".THe only question to be answered and to be satisfied by majority of the women who came to that section was, "DO I LOOK BEAUTIFUL ON THIS?".It was really cute!!!
I wondered what are some vernacular terms which may mean the same? Here are some which i learned.
Cebuano - gwapa Hiligaynon - maanyag
Tagalog- maganda/marikit Maguindanao - manisan
Ilocano - napintas
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