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Posted:Oct 29, 2008 5:40 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2008 4:03 pm 11121 Views
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Living near the border gives me more chances to observe the daily activities of life. Some, I am seeing in actual and some, I am hearing from my pupils.
As a whole, things are really challenging. Everyone and everything , has reason. It was a bit confusing on my part.It made my transition and adjustment a bit difficult. However, my daily association with my helps me to find a better place for myself.
I learn that trust is the hardest thing to establish in the new environment where I am now. It is the factor that makes things difficult for me and my students. The experiences they got lead them to keep their trust tightly.
Honestly, I got the same dilemma. Granting that I am alone in this place, I found myself in the midst of doubt by questioning the motives behind everyones action. I literally drown myself in the deep abyss of confusion. I struggled.
I was glad that, my curiousity had brought me to the other side of the WALL. I got a chance to witness the kind of life across the line. I was really amazed that the shortest distance from my abode an entirely different world is hidden. I saw the struggles that some of my have been enduring daily while crossing the line in order to go to school.
I changed my views. I end up embracing the real spirit that makes me strong to fulfill my vocation.
The genuine LOVE and CONCERN for the young people who choose to be with me daily. I turned my classroom into a home where they can find the real worth of their lives. I treied to make a difference. I journeyed with them. I am glad, things have started to change....I get the trust I long from them. Everyday, I am seeing an entirely different thing unfolded right within my eyes. The trust that coming out and the hope that someday they could make a difference.
I am happy. I am not a teacher anymore but I am also a learner.
I got the fulfillment in the little events that my have been doing daily. There are marks of hesitations sometimes but the attempt is always there.
On Saturday (Nov. 1), I will be crossing the line again. This time, upon the invitation from some of my . I will be joining them in one of the big Mexican celebrations. The Dias de los Muertos. I am glad, they finally open their hearts for me to come in----and I do the same too.
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BAD DAY CONSOLATION
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Posted:Oct 21, 2008 4:36 pm
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2008 8:43 pm 11178 Views
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GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!
Got a really bad day in work....Anyway, heres my bad day consolation that keeps me bouncing back...
I Am Nature’s Greatest Miracle
By Og Mandino
Since the beginning of time never has there been another with my mind, my heart, my eyes, my hands, my hair, my mouth. None that came before, none that live today, and none that comes tomorrow can walk and talk and move and think exactly like me. All men are my brothers yet I am different from each. I am a unique creature.
Although, I am of the animal kingdom, animal rewards alone will not satisfy me. Within me burns a flame which has been passed from generations uncounted and its heat is a constant irritation to my spirit to become better than I am, and I will. I will fan this flame of dissatisfaction and proclaim my uniqueness to the world.
I am a unique creature of nature. I am rare, and there is value in all rarity; therefore, I am valuable. I am the end-product of thousands of years of evolution; therefore, I am better equipped in both mind and body that all the emperors and wise men who preceded me.
But my skills, my mind, my heart, and my body will stagnate, rot, and die lest I put them to good use. I have unlimited potential.
Nevermore will I be satisfied with yesterday’s accomplishments, nor will I indulge anymore, in self-praise for deed which in reality are too small to even acknowledge. I can accomplish far more than I have, and I will, for why should the miracle which produced me end with my birth? Why can I not extend that miracle to my deeds of today?
I am not on this earth by chance. I am here for a purpose and that purpose is to grow into a mountain, not to shrink to a grain of sand. Henceforth will I apply all my efforts to become the highest mountain of all and I will strain my potential until it cries for mercy.
I have been given eyes to se and a mind to think and now I know a great secret of life for I perceive, at last, that all my problems, discouragements, and heartaches are, in truth, great opportunities in disguise. I will no longer be fooled by the garments they wear for mine eyes are open. I will look beyond the cloth and I will not be deceived.
No beast, no plant, no wind, no rock, no lake had the same beginning as I, for I was conceived in love and brought forth with a purpose.
And nature knows not defeat. Eventually, she emerges victorious and so will I, and with each victory the next struggle becomes less difficult.
I will win for I am unique. I am nature’s greatest miracle
      
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I AM ALIVE
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Posted:Sep 14, 2008 12:41 pm
Last Updated:Sep 30, 2008 4:33 pm 11263 Views
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I arrived in the US of A 15 days ago. I stayed in LA for 1 day and did my first interstate drive down here in Arizona. I am appointed to start my duty with Sta. Ana County Board of Education.
My place is an hour away from Tucson. The day I stepped into Nogales, I was automatically faced with many concerns of my job. I do not have time to know what jetlag was and not even given a chance to peep whats around me.It was because I am 1 month late to my appointment.
I tried to balance myself and to the new place where I am now. The cultural difference and the arrangement with my apartment. My administrator arranged my accomadation to be shared with an Indian teacher and I found it very difficult to be with her because of the kind of culture she got. With her presence, I learned the functional meaning of HUMILITY.I am also seeing daily the truth behind the lines of little learning is a dangerous thing.
Meantime, I am trying to consume the one month free accomodation that is given to me and I am looking forward to the time when I can move to my own place.
Working in an environment where the mixture of Asian culture is sometimes very tiring. I am also amazed to discover that crab mentality does not only stand true among Filipinos but also among other Asian cultures. They even displayed it in a worse situation to the point of destroying one's reputation for the desire of making a best personal image.
I do not want to compete. In the first place, I am appointed to my position due to my expertise and my appointment is directly given by the board to me and it is not through any placement agencies in the country.
I just pitied these people who pretend to be somebody even if the fact that they are nobody is very clear.
Whew!!!! I got nasty experiences but above all, I am glad that I am given this chance to prove my worth in an entirely different environment.
Maybe in the near future, if I am already settled well, I will give this little creepers here a crispy "shut up".
Mabuhay po ang mga Filipino....
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I HOPE
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Posted:Aug 25, 2008 1:31 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2008 5:02 pm 11238 Views
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Today, I am leaving.
I can not sleep.
I can not explain how I feel.
My bags are packed.
I am feeling sad as I look at my friend soundly asleep on her bed.
I will be missing a lot of people.
I am losing a big part of me.
I dont want to cry because i know that I will be coming back too.
I do not know what awaits me.
All I know is, I need to build a new place for myself in a totally foreign land.
I hope I will be fine and things will be fine too.
I hope.
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THE SECOND TIME AROUND
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Posted:Aug 15, 2008 5:36 pm
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2008 5:03 pm 11372 Views
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My boyfriend had been showing me around the araneta center in Cubao when I saw the scheduled PBA game between Air21 and Ginebra San Miguel. I tried my luck by asking him if we could watch the game. He looked at me with a very funny expression. Oh my!!!  I am very much familiar with that expression and I can clearly predict what will come next...
Before we left, we agreed to watch the "Dark Night"at Getway cineplex and he emphasized that we cant stay late. I had to be on the first flight bound for Davao on the next morning. He was also leaving for Aparri in line with his job.
I used all my convincing powers for him to say yes to what I wanted.I smiled, looked at him with all sorts of look (puppy eyed, seductive glance, tiger look and innocent stare) and my ace, gave him the sweetest kiss, I had ever known . He raised his arms to surrender. I got the widest smile ever as we heeded towards the Big Dome.
On our way, he kept on reminding me of my flight and the 2 hours advance that I needed to wake up.
I just kept smiling. He was silent and pressed me lightly on my shoulder. We walked silently. I kissed him and said thank you. We burst into laugher. We got the same thought in our mind.
If the same situation happened few years back, we would surely launch a fight in order to declare the winner.
We had outgrown those moments. We learn when to speak and how to listen. We also have a better understanding of ourselves. Our relationship is not perfectly smooth but we can make allowances for accommodating each other.
Ours is more of making the most of our time spent together because we seldom have the luxury of having it always. We dont want to waste our little time with arguments. I am also glad that my bf is a type of man who will speak out his mind to me if he is happy, contented, sad, pissed off or jealous.
I can say that, our love is more mature now. Indeed, love is more tender the second time around...
Ohhh....what about the PBA? My team won, his lost...and I got a cone of Cornetto as my winning prize.
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I LOOK FORWARD TO THE NEXT SUMMER TO COME..
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Posted:Aug 14, 2008 9:19 am
Last Updated:Sep 9, 2008 5:03 pm 11656 Views
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Maybe its high time for my romantic life to be exposed in public.
Well, this time, I am already certain. After experiencing the greatest blow of falling foolishly in love with my childhood sweetheart, I got chance to meet this Ilongo guy in a not so perfect timing.
He was very assertive and would always insist to get what he wanted. For many years, we seemed to compete in a certain battle of power and will. His yearly visit in our province would always end up with our misunderstanding and bickering considering the fact that we were not yet into something serious. He was with the United Nation's operation stationed in South and North Africa.
Four years ago, exactly this day, I decided to say "yes" to his proposal. The yes which concluded to the heated argument about some diversed political views. Inshort, we got a silent war which lasted for 3 years. No words from both sides and no attemps to be reconciled.
Last year, he was hired by the Philippine government to work on some areas of national security and our roads crossed once again. I noticed that he mellowed on his dealings but his typical romantic and sweet nature remains the same. We became friends. This time, no arguments and bickerings. We laugh everytime we remember our previous years together.
I discovered that he never forgot the significant dates of our lives which I did not remember anymore. Inshort, I come to know him better now as a very patient and loving person.
He proposed for the second time and I was hesistant to accept because I am also leaving. He laughed and told me to go. He will be waiting for me to come home next summer. I did not refuse. I traded my heart.
I felt so secure and so happy after I once again said my yes to the man whom I have loved for many years. I know that I made the right decision.
Now, I have all the reasons to look forward to the coming of the next summer because I will be utering my everlasting "yes" to the man who always smile even if I am frowning and mad.
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I BORE HIM IN MY HEART NOT IN MY WOMB
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Posted:Aug 8, 2008 6:23 am
Last Updated:Sep 4, 2008 2:49 pm 11413 Views
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You are single and you have a ? A single mom huh!!
Yes, I am.
I am a mom to a five-year-old boy. I never deny it.
Legally, I am the mother of this smart five-year-old boy. I survived the pains and joys of a first time mom when he was still a baby wrapped in a piece of cloth. A 6-pound infant who battled with the blows of keeping his breath in order to enjoy his right to live. I endured the countless sleepless nights of taking care of him because he would never stop crying for whatever reason that I did not understand at all.
I got the greatest joy when he had taken his first step and when he first uttered the word "mommy".
He is the center of my attention and the reason why I can still smile even in the worst moments of my life.
He came from the womb of my youngest sister who brought him to this world when she was still 16.I took the responsibility of having him as my own so that my sister can continue with her studies. I am his mom and my sister is his "tita". He is registered under my name.
He is aware that his "tita" is his real mother but he is not used to be with his biological parents (my sis and his father is now married and with a 1 year old ).
Whenever he will be asked by people about his mom, he would gladly answer them with my name.
LIke the mocking smiles and stares that I sometimes got for being a single mom my baby has been experiencing some comments from other and adults.
But who cares...
He is my . I bore him not in my womb but in my heart..that is why, he will always be my ...
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IF YOU ARE ALONE....
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Posted:Aug 5, 2008 9:07 am
Last Updated:Aug 8, 2008 6:24 am 11537 Views
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and too lazy to cook, all you need to do is to grab a bag of potato chips, slices of bread filled with God knows what kind of spread, bar of chocolate and open a can of juice...
Dinner is done and obesity will likely come along the way....waaahhhhh!!!! Scary!!!!!
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