Friday, August 28, 2009

It was not just a Dog!


The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
Ben Hur Lampman


Reserved and aloof 9 year old boy Kumpo preferred the company of his pet Lucky more than other boy’s activity. He really enjoyed the dog’s company. “Jump Lucky! Good boy! Roll over! Come here, Kumpo hugged the dog, he was so proud the dog can easily learn tricks. The dog was so play full and its special trick was to catch the bread from his master. Lucky, an ordinary white dog had the most special part in Kumpo’s heart.

The boys in the neighborhood love to tease the dog, they were stomping their feet, calling the dog’s attention and ran as fast as they can. They fruitfully annoyed the dog. “Lucky stop, behave…Lucky come back here!” Kumpo yelled… Lucky was so furious with the little boys, it wanted to gnaw and bite them… the dog timidly followed his master’s order and came back… Kumpo just shook his head as he could still perceive the laughter of the little brats. He too got pissed of them. Kumpo had to strap his pet lucky because of those scoffers.

No! No I won’t give lucky to them! Kumpo cried. It was his fault, if only he didn’t tease and go near lucky, he won’t be bit by my dog. My dog was just sleeping in his house and tied, it was not my dog’s fault! Kumpo was determined to keep his dog. But the frivolously drunken father of the brat demanded the life of Lucky; he even stated that if he could not get the life of the Dog he would prefer the life of its owner. Alcohol poisoned all decent reasons in his brains.

Kumpo quietly sobbed in the room while holding his precious dog. He had to let go and that was their last night together … “I am so sorry Lucky”, was his last words to his beloved Best Friend!

but the gift was given from me to you.
We went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
You supported me when I was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,
it’s really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day.
Miles away can’t keep us apart,
'cause you'll always be in my heart.

Forever Friends

Monday, August 24, 2009

Brave Hearts



Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world's problems? ~ Calvin & Hobbes

Dying, miserably unaided and bellowing for help. Everybody was busy in their survival, so frantic to bestow and rally around. He already sent telegrams about his condition, he badly needs someone and he pleaded …Nonentity respond and gave a single glimpse.

He unearths his blunder, the one he testified not guilty in court of Divinity! The one he shielded against the bullets of the enemy, where is she? Occupied for the howl of her brood? Engaged with their own mud? He anticipated nix but absolute reception from folks he loyal his bravery, oomph and existence.

As conclusion, was a consolation of having a label over his chest, the accolade for his realm endeavor? Valor of Honor in exchange for his partner, lad and baby girl.



There never was a good war or a bad peace.-Benjamin Franklin

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Fear of God

Come on open your mouth honey, please sip even a little! I cooked this soup for you, come on honey eat some, and your body needs this! The sick lady just stared at him trying to figure out the words coming out of his mouth. Through her blurred vision she slowly figured out the person talking.
With all her strength she tried to open her mouth, but nothing transpired, she could hear murmurs.Call the doctor quick! Loud noises, deafening noises, she fell on a very deep hole, she tried to shout, but no voice came out, a bottomless hole, a hand! she grasped the hand and then she gone to sleep, she got a very pleasing dose of sleep.
She heard a water flowing and saw a cascade, a very magnificent tall waterfall, so many plants and unique blooms, animals were coming and drank the water; she could hear the birds chirping. She stretched her hands and yawned…I never felt this good in my whole life. There was light coming from the falls, enticing her to drink the water, she kneeled to sip the wet .Abruptly she listened to familiar voices…and when she looked back she could not see anything, her vision got blurrier, gloom of darkness followed.

Wake up honey, wake up! Praise God your alright! Honey I love you very much and her husband hugged her!
She painted a smile in her lips, and saw her husband clasping her hand. He won’t let go of her hand. Though she didn’t understand the real happening she could see her children smiling with tears still flowing from their eyes. She was still vital to this world that’s why God allowed her to carry on with her life. She decided to have a full rest, for a mission to make her family come over to the magnificent waterfalls and drink the water of God, avowed to experience God’s overflowing love. Thank God for another chance you gave my family!
Many people need to endure real death life experience in order to take God seriously. The truth is God want us to experience Him every day and every second of our lives.
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Jesus Christ …has abolished death and brought life and immortality to light through the gospel- 2 Timothy 1:10

So when my latest breathes
Shall rend the veil of twain,
By death I shall escape from death
And life eternal gain. - Montgomery

Love


A call at 11:30 p.m. who could it is? As she picked up the receiver a familiar voice, “Hello Krystle Can I see you again? I want to see you again.” Her heart pumped as if she ran 100 mile dash,”Oh! Hello Joel, what made you call this late at the evening? He really had this effect on her, but she pretended to be casual. Can I see you again? He repeated. A long silence, the only man she loved wanted to see her again, after a deep breath she whispered “Really? Why do you need to see me again, what’s up?” With a sweet voice he answered “Well I just realized it was hard to miss someone, I wanted to see my love one but found it ridiculous!”


A glimpse of hope shone to Krystle, her first love after a year of broke up missed her? Maybe he finally realized she was the right girl for him. “Ha I am not used of your serious talking, what do you mean by ridiculous?” She heard a deep sigh and then a sob...Gosh he seemed crying. “Hey Joel are you crying?”He sounded as if he didn’t want to speak anymore and then “My girlfriend broke up with me last week, I saw him with another guy yesterday. I love her so much! I want to kill myself for letting her go, I wanted to marry her and I missed her”. He was really crying. Tears fell to Krystle’s eyes, she just listened as Joel cried, and she remembered the same pain she felt a year ago. Tears kept flowing to Krystle’s eyes, until she hanged up. She could not stand the pain anymore!

The phone rang again and again as if asking if she was still there. She hesitantly answered it. Will she divulge the unchanged love she feels for him? Will she console him that there is somebody that truly loves him, someone who wished for his real happiness even if it meant another woman and someone much more deserving than his ex girlfriend?

Krystle finally found her voice “Hello Joel you must really love the girl! Why not fight for your love, call her tomorrow and ask for another chance…a real love is worth fighting for. Krystle finally mastered the art of fallacy. “Krystle thank you for your advices, can I see you tomorrow? I really need a friend like you!

Krystle hugged her pillow …let her tears washed the soreness of her heart, a sincere love in a fancy person. The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.

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The hottest love has the coldest end…Socrates

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Exercise Duty

Check up result, unchanged weight, similar blood sugar level, same blood pressure and same me. My Doctor sighed as she was looking at my laboratory result.

After a month of sacrifice…nothing changed. At least I maintained them, though it would be better if it improved even a little.

I religiously followed my Doctor’s instructions. Fishes, vegetables, cup of rice, no sweets, no nuts, almost nothing, medicines, and diet pills.
She asked me “Do you exercise?” I just smiled at her… My Doctor pinched my cheeks “A beautiful face should go with a beautiful body, I told you to exercise for about an hour a day. Your going home late is unacceptable reason!” (I was anxious for my Doctor’s blood pressure). “You have to love your self; it is your duty to exercise. It is indefensible sin not to exercise.
Please loose some weight and improve your sugar level, please!” my Doctor implored.

For almost a week now I am on a wheat bread diet. I already loosed 5 lbs. Tomorrow I definitely start my exercise regime….I hope!
Physical exercise is any bodily activity that enhances or maintains physical fitness and overall health. It is performed for many different reasons. These include strengthening muscles and the cardiovascular system, honing athletic skills, weight loss or maintenance and for enjoyment. Frequent and regular physical exercise boosts the immune system, and helps prevent the "diseases of affluence" such as heart disease, cardiovascular disease, Type 2 diabetes and obesity.It also improves mental health and helps prevent depression. Childhood obesity is a growing global concern and physical exercise may help decrease the effects of childhood obesity in developed countries.

Channel of Blessing



John 1:16 (NIV)From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another.

Something thick in my pant’s pocket… I tapped it…there was really something inside…when I reached it there were pieces of ragged receipts and Two Hundred Peso Bill (P200.00). How come I still have money in my pocket? Probably that was my change from groceries last Tuesday. Why my maid didn’t notice it? She needs to undergo my Laundry Debriefing Seminar! Maybe I better check my clothes before putting it in laundry bag…

Though I found my own neglected money, I considered the additional budget as my blessing, unexpected blessing to thank for.
"Blessing" means a favor from God'. Blessings therefore are directly associated with God and come from God. Therefore to express a blessing, is like bestowing a wish on someone that she will experience the favor of God. "May you have a blessed day ", therefore can also be translated as: "May you experience the favor of God during this period."

Suddenly I received a text message from my cousin “ Ate can you please lend me Two Hundred Pesos, I run out of budget”, LOL,I happily replied “ sure, No problem!” Surely he will smile about this story. A coincidence that I found money and somebody needs it at the perfect time? I thank God for that opportunity! Happy to help!

God blessed me to bless others!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Butt Brothers



I rushed to hospital this Sunday, my friend Nante was confined due to Bronchopneumonia. He was alone sleeping at the edge of the bed when I arrived, hesitated to wake him up I sat quietly at the bench near his bed. I remembered his story as International marine that he cries out of exhaustion in the ship. Though it was good paying job and his ultimate dream, the rigid and strenuous work whimpered him. I won't let his ambition kill him!I tapped his legs and when he saw me he immediately stood up and embraced me. Without a word he grabbed the lunch I brought for him, he seemed like a child while munching McDonald’s twister fries and two piece chicken, his favorites…


Nante is a child out of wedlock, abandoned by parents, lived in a pigpen with his grandmother when he was young and his real life story was featured in Maalaala mo Kaya a decade ago…When we where introduced he was full of hatred in his heart. He was living alone and struggling to make his dreams come true.., Surprisingly, we became partners in crime, he believed my theories, together we climbed santol trees in the farms planted by the butt, joke… and brought salt under mango trees…we spent hours just being together.. He usually introduces me as his older sister…and I love him as my younger brother…

He laughed when he saw me so worried about him…told me that his brothers were just buying lunch somewhere ,he was not alone anymore and showed me the gifts he received from his relatives and friends…he assured me of the love and care he was getting…nothing to worry my dear sister… I made him swear to take care of himself…I do not want to longer my agony, mostly for my little brother . We didn’t need to come from same parents to love one another as real siblings. We are the Butt Brothers.

Bronchopneumonia - An acute inflammation of the lungs and bronchioles characterized by chills, fever, high pulse and respiratory rates, bronchial breathing, cough with purulent bloody sputum, severe chest pain, and abdominal distension. It is an acute inflammation of the lungs and bronchioles characterized by chills, fever, high pulse and respiratory rates, bronchial breathing, cough with purulent bloody sputum, severe chest pain, and abdominal distension. Outward clinical symptoms will be similar to those of lobar pneumonia, however, and can include fever, coughing, chest pain, chest congestion, chills, difficulty with breathing and blood-streaked mucus that is coughed up. Bronchopneumonia is more common in elderly people, and in association with other viral respiratory illnesses (bronchitis), and as a complication of those who have asthma.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Prelude to Weekend Getaway

Holiday this coming Friday, I may perhaps file vacation leave on Thursday and Monday…wow that will be five day vacation. Provided request granted where will I go? Wow weekend escapades…Oh my I got to create a perfect plan…
In tropical country like Philippines at this minute I plan to wake up in a NipaHut next to the beach of Boracay…sip fresh coconut juice and eat newly catch grilled fish for breakfast with matching salted eggs and tomatoes…fruits, lots of fruits, wow… stroll in fine white sands as long as I want and rest in a string swing placed between trees. Ohh! I love the cool breeze of the ocean… Swim and snorkel in coral gardens, ride and be swayed by banana boat, have fun with colorful fishes and seek peace at multicolored peaceful sunset…Night party, stare at awesome fire dancers and hum with live bands followed by nice soothing massage right there in the sand courtesy of old ladies with coconut oil… I could try hair braid and temporary tattoos too… That will be awesome ….but I need to have plan B in the event that the weather will not be that friendly….


Maybe I will sneak to Baguio City…be welcomed by beautiful flowers scattered everywhere, pick some strawberries, cook fresh vegetables, go ghost hunting, visit their tourist spots…have a picture with the Baguio Locals in colorful costumes…do horseback riding, buy peanut candies, beautiful plants and bonsai…sense the chilly atmosphere of the Summer Capital of the Philippines…wow I need sweaters and thick clothes for my Baguio visit…
What will be my Plan C in case jobs avert my plans…? Gosh I need to consider making Plan D too for my husband’s judgment. Lord, please give me strength to accept things I cannot change… Maybe I can consider day dreaming as prelude to my weekend getaway …LOL


Friday, August 14, 2009

Burst Balloon


“What I want to do now is just to cry out loud! Just be alone in a closed room and cry really loud!” I sighed to Fenny just last week. Why you have to do that? She asked me….

Why do I have to that?

A balloon filled with air of miseries…and I felt I have to free some air or else will burst! Knowing myself I usually liked that…seemed alright but yearning to cry…I don’t know if that is just natural in some women.

Out of timing in a wrong place, my in laws just last week vocally aired their grievance for the lost baby, it wounded me more, and I could not cover up the pain. I wished not to chatter about it, more than ever not in a party of my husband’s relatives. It was like announcing to the world my flaws. I should have a baby by now, though I accepted the reality it still echoes, the feeling of lost radiates, it stings and pinches my heart.

Just last morning my husband just passed through and snob me, we had misunderstandings and petty quarrels for some days. He wanted me to give my game boy to his niece, but the gadget is precious to me, my priceless possession… It was swapped with my mp4 (music player) to my most beloved cousin Trisha who was in New Zealand now. It was not just a toy but a memorabilia…Another thing to take into consideration was way back in high school I plead to my mom to buy me the same toy but she declined, I also plan to give the toy to my future children and if ever, I wanted my husband to wait for my own free will to dispose the toy, his niece is only two years old…is the gadget appropriate for that age? What about that? He refused to accept my reasons, he kept on insisting that we can afford another one and the toy would be passé by the time we have our own child…Alright, no problem. I got his point but we need proper timing, for his niece to grow up, and for me to mature too. He gave me a silent war…

He did not answer my calls, failed to reply my messages and I went home by myself last night …I burst...I started crying in the tricycle….at the time I arrived home I was sobbing out loud. I asked for annulment…my husband was so shocked… I didn’t care…I sat on the floor and cried like a child… my mother was puzzled by my actions…my dog howled with me…I screamed hysterically and wailed, I gave my total performance…all I got were baffled stares…like a stormed sea, I subsided, my husband hugged me and tried to carry me( as if he can), asked me the problem…After our talk, I realized we had no problem at all…everything was only in my mind…it was just me, myself and I

Any personality disorders ? I myself found the crying hilarious and my acts improper but I swear it made me felt good!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

World of Ugly Curly


Office meeting….the office discussion was to minimize the operational cost and about 5s. We have to slash unnecessary expenditures, no necessary over time work, personal telephone call and apt monitoring of bills.

With the issue of straightening office behavior I observed almost every girl got straightened hair except for me and one old maid. Even our Boss got her bangs straightened, me and my odd vision! Learn to focus baby!!!

Hair Rebonding is the hottest new thing to hit the hair scene. To take out the kinks that get in the way of dead-straight hair. Hair stays straight even after shampoo. It is the answer if you want to straighten the natural waves in your hair.

Television advertisements, billboards and magazines are shouting you have to got straight hair…They are campaigning for “Ugly is Curly” belief. When I got to pass by Beauty Parlors, beauticians were in the vein to grasp me and cogently stuck me for Rebonding.

Well they effectively diminished my fondness with long curly hair. I found ladies with tangled hair outmoded, passé and have no funds to refurbish her. I was swayed that hair Rebonding is a necessity. “I got to be as beautiful as the models”. So I prioritized my crowning glory .I spent eight long hour stay in parlor with chemicals in my head, and familiarized the freaky heat of hair iron…Chemicals, hair washed ,blower and hair ironed for three or four times, I lost count…After nearly intolerable headache, Hurray! I got flat straightened hair…it could be a brilliance except for the evident thinness that made me appeared a chemo patient…another fashion victim hu hu hu! I recollect the naturally big curls that gave body to my hair, it was the real beauty.

As saying goes not to cry on spilled milk I faked my satisfaction with my looks and politely had my officemates admirations, “Girl you are such a beauty!” .At least I fit in their standard!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Somebody Saved My day!

Nothing to do, found nothing to write, just one of those boring days .Seemed not had enough vitamins and mind refuses to work… With times like these I need a bubble gum.
Looked up , stared…nothing…suddenly …I got something to blog…

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(in a cabinet meeting ...) President: The one that will be hit by the ball will resign from his post.(threw the ball but returned to him) President:(stunned) That’s practice! Okey get ready!

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Mom: baby, you're good in math. Now I'm going to ask you a question. Baby: sure mom Mom: if your daddy gives you 3 apples and I give you 4 apples, what's your answer? Baby: thank you very much!!!


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Pare1: Pare what are you thinking? You are so serious! Pare2: I dreamed last night, I was with 50 contestants of Ms. Universe Pare1: Wow that’s great! What ‘s the problem? Pare2: I won the competition!!! I am the new Ms. Universe!

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Killer: Father, I will make a confession! Father: Child, what is your sin? Killer: I killed 20 people Father: Why? Killer: They are believers of God, You do you believe in God?
Father: Hmmm, Before…but now, it is just for fun!

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Passenger taps taxi driver's shoulder...
WAAAAAHHHHHH! !!! screamed the driver...
Passenger: Why screamed?
Driver: sorry bossing I am just new in taxi driving. I was 25 years driver of funeral car.

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Drank Man came across a fat lady with a dog.
Drank Man:Hey where do you got your pig?
Lady: this is not a pig! this is a dog!
Drank Man: Shut up, I was talking to the dog!

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In a pet shop...
Customer: talking to a parrot...
Customer: Hey! can you talk ha?! moron!!!
Parrot: yes i can!!! you?! can you fly? g*g*!!!

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Who said 'Fill-in-the-Blank' exam is so easy? Alright, you let’s try. Fill the blank with a YES or a NO:
____, I don't have a brain! What is your answer?

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IN BAKERY
Peasant: Alms, alms give me cake!.
Lady: You are too ambitious, cake? Here are some breads!
Peasant: Duh! Gurl?! Its my Birthday today?!?

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iN Math Class...
Teacher: Banong if I have a piece of meat and cut it ?
Banong: 2 mam!
Teacher: Cut them again?
Banong: 4 pieces!
Teacher: Cut them all again.
Banong: 8 pieces.
Teacher: cut them again.
Banong: 16 madam.
Teacher: cut them again?
Banong: 32!
Teacher: again, cut them?
Banong: 64! (smiling)
Teacher: cut it again?
Cut it twice?
Banong: My goodness Madam! Ground meat!!!


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Son: Father be careful with DANKTRAK!.
Father: what is danktrak?
Son: The truck with 10 wheels, used for gravel and sand delivery?
Father: S*@* not danktrak...thats TEN MILLER!!!


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BOY: I am nothing, I never did right, I don’t deserve to be your son. I am always wrong!
Father:Of course not son, that’s not true, you are wrong!
BOY: Shit! Again? I am wrong again!!!


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Mother: You eat too much but you never help me in house chores!
Son: Mother when our pig eat too much you are so happy. Who is your real son, me or the pig?
Speak up Mother!

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BF : I have a gift for you, guess it!
GF: Please give me clue...
BF: Your neck needs this.
GF: Necklace?
BF: Nope…skin scrubber! SMILE!!!

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(In the mall)
GUY: LOVE, look, that’s my ex girlfriend.
Love: Ewww so so ugly!
GUY: Well I’m consistent, that’s my weakness ever since...

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JUDGE: What happened?
ERAP: ? (silent)
JUDGE: Answer my question.
ERAP: My Gosh, they told me this is Hearing??? Why there is speaking?

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Nurse: Doctor why did you refuse to accept the patient ?
DR: Who? The Gay?
Nurse: they might accuse you of discrimination of third sex.
DR: But he was asking for pap smear!

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FROG: what does my future hold?
FAIRY: you'll meet someone who wants to know everything about you.
FROG: great! Will I meet her in a party?
FAIRY: no. in biology class

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Things you don't want to hear during your own surgery: -where are the new scissors? Why these are full of rust? -10ml? will he survive? I said 5 ml only ! -Dr, we got no anesthesia. -We got to close his tummy, where are the needles? -Fire! Fire! Everybody leave the room!

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inspiring quote of the day: "I am not lazy, I just don’t know where to fritter my capabilities.

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MRS: hon, am I pretty or ugly?
MR: uhm.. both..
MRS: what both? Can be pretty and ugly?
MR: What I mean, you're pretty ugly.

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TEACHER: Class our lesson for today is science. What is science?
PEDRO: Can I answer Madam?
TEACHER: Pedro, what is science?
PEDRO: Science is our lesson for today.

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DOC: Try to cough!
PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!
DOC: again,cough!
PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!
DOC: okay.
PEDRO: Am I sick doctor?
DOC: You have cough.

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Street Vendor : "Buy time watch! This is gold watch! if this fade, white gold! if it stop, stopwatch!" Come and buy it!

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MARRIED LIFE.... The husband stayed at Karaoke bar till 5 a.m
Afraid to the fury of his wife, he sent her text message:
"DO NOT PAY THE RANSOM. I SCAPED THE KIDNAPPERS! I AM GOING HOME NOW"

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At the nursery window;
Friend: The baby will surely be a good driver.
Dad: Why? Because of his big hands?
Friend: No! The baby looks exactly as your driver!

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Husband came home from church, suddenly lifted his wife and carried her.
Wife: Why? Did the Pastor tell you to be romantic like this?
Husband: No! He told me to carry my cross!

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WIFE: Miracle, you are so early today.
HUSBAND: I just followed the my boss, he said "GOTO HELL",so I went home!

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Population policies of countries: China : Stop at 1 child. Singapore : Stop at 2 children Phil: STOP AT 4 A.M.!

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RUSSIAN: we're 1st in space
USA : we're 1st in the moon
ERAP: we'll be the 1st in the sun
USA : you can't go there, you'll burn
ERAP: we're not stupid, we'll go there at NIGHT!

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Dialogue when responsible in releasing bad gas,
American: Excuse me.
British: Pardon me.
Filipino: NOT ME!

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Wife : Darling, what do you call a sexy wife, beautiful, not jealous, loving, caring,and a good cook?
Husband: Illusions!

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What will I do with the big Mansion, expensive cars, millions and millions of cash, delicious food if my neighbor owned them ?!

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Mother: What is this big zero in your test paper?
Son : That is not zero Mom. That supposed to be star, but my teacher preferred moon! That is a Moon , Mom, promise!

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Teacher: Who is Michael Jackson?
Juan: I don’t know madam.
Teacher: How about you Pepe?
Pepe: I never meet him Madam..
Teacher: You do not know Michael Jackson?
Pedro: Madam maybe he is in the other sections!

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Boy: I can not marry you anymore!
Girl: But why?!
Boy: Because of your brother!
Girl: No! My brother loves you !
Boy: That’s it, I love him too!

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Juan: Where you from?
Pedro: Cementery, burial of my mother in law.
Juan: Why do you have so much bruises and scars in face ?
Pedro: She was hard to bury...she struggled and wrestled me!!

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Psycho (called the mental hospital): Hello...is there a patient in Room 168?
Telephone Operator: No one, why?
Psycho: Just checking if I really escaped!

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American guy named Paul challenged a Filipino:
American: Use my name 4 times in a sentence!
Pedro: Paul, be carePaul, you might Paul in the swimming Paul.

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Love is a hidden fire, a pleasant sore, a soothing pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet wound, in short - a gentle death! nuts! Before it was only “ Love is blind!”

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Husband: I don’t know what to do. I cannot solve my problem!

Wife: Hon, we are partners, your problem is my problem, we are one in this, what is our problem?

Husband: We got our maid pregnant, we are the father!

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If you are in trouble, I am just here, I am just really here. Please don’t go near!

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Prospective Employer to Applicant: " So why did you leave your previous job?"
Applicant: " The company relocated and they did not tell me where!"

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Hope the jokes somehow made you laugh….the biggest joke is they are not my creations….but something we can share… thanks to the bystanders for these jokes. I love it!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Birthday Wishes











With so much gifts mommy received in her 64th birthday, the card from New Zealand hit her heart. It was the 10th time she read it!

Birthday Wishes with Love
Wishing you a very special birthday


Dear my beautiful, awesome & fantastic Auntie a.k.a. Mommy,

Happy Birthday!!....I hope you have more birthdays to come and all your wishes in your special day come true. Ikain nyo na lang po ako sa handa nyo.

Lovelots.
Trisha(Di na po Mumay)

PARA SA AMING MOMMY!!!
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY POH! MOMMY HINDI NA KAMI MGA PRINSESA DITO, NAGLALABA,NAGLILIGPIT,NAGLULUTO AT NAGTATRABAHO NA PO KAMI…HE HE HE
SANA PO MAGING MASAYA KAYO SA BIRTHDAY NIYO…SANA PO MAGKAAPO NA RIN PO…INUMIN PO LAHAT NG GAMOT PARA LUMAKAS…
MISS NA PO NAMIN KAYO…MAGIGING MASAYA DIN PO BIRTHDAY KO DITO…GOD BLESS

LOVE
CHINEE

Mommy!
Happy happy Birthday! I wish you good health, grandchildren, prosperity and more years to come. Thank you very much. I’ll always appreciate you.
Love,
Abby
Ate,
Happy Birthday! May you have many birthdays to come. Sayang wala kami dyan balita ko pa naman ay napakaraming handa.
Raul

Ate,
Happy Birthday! We love you so much! My sincerest appreciation for all you’ve done to me &my family could not merely be expressed in words. Deep in my heart, & truly love & appreciate you not only as my sister, but also as my best friend &mommy of my children.
Love,
Lennie

Truly great gifts come from small packages! My mom was thankful for the wishes and love included in the card.

Only God Can Make a Tree



Gardening is one of my hobbies. It was amazing when you can part in giving life to a twig or a simple dried seed. God only made trees but I was the tool to form leaves with different shades and shapes, flowers colorful petals and branches in creative directions. With the accurate care and attention they are wonderful creations.
A home in a garden. Around our house I put flowering plants, we invested in palm trees and bonsai .We also had fruit bearing trees. The most special tree for me , the Chico tree at front.
What made the tree so special?
Considered as oldest tree in the community. Estimated 200 years old. How many farmers sat on its root for comfort? How many birds nested in its branches? How many stories been told under its shade? The typhoons the tree survived? Nobody could tell, the truth not a single could claim planted it even my great grandfather.
One time my brother wanted to cut it. Clearing the tree would give a better view to our house. A picture of our new bonsai and Chico tree as the background changed his mind. He got goose bumps when he saw faces at the picture of Chico tree. The faces seemed staring straight at the camera. What could that be? Spirits? The passersby complained throwing of small stones from the three, the mimicking of words at night and neighbor’s creepy stories about the tree were nonsense to us. But I admit it was sinister and the pictures conveyed something.
The pictures and stories gave no enough reason to diminish the tree. It caused no damage to anyone. The Chico tree will majestically stand as long as I live. I am Rosethorn the protector of the tree! LOL!
Take time to stare at the Chico tree picture, can you see something, can you see faces?



Cyber Lola


Hey Joy ,you only talk to me when you need to know about computer…
Hmmmp Erlinda always follow me in twitter, unlike you…
I just updated my Friendster ,uploaded pictures in my facebook and flicker
I will put you in my block list… Joy let use yahoo messenger on Sunday okay?

Plea to the New Generation


Ranging fire suppressed and noon sunlight put to rest.
Failing did not vacillate to chase what radiates
Shadow of the silhouette dusk of the ancient
Sheathes nascent unsullied instigation

Mount overt
Illuminate the obscurity
Amble at once beckon novel wilt.
Weave sole perfect disposition

Flee the bull in you! Disentangle jurisdiction
Fly the extinction,
Shine!
Outshine!

Friday, August 7, 2009

Men In Uniform


The people’s applaud to the interment of Cory Aquino didn’t arrive as a revelation. The President ought to have further than that. The earth somehow ranked us low and somebody stood up and enlightened the world that Filipinos deserved “The Filipinos are worth Dying For”. I myself valued what they have accomplished.

The four Officials that stood without break steady and with no lone reaction for eight hours in stirring vehicle were astonishing. Drizzles and multitude supports were also strenuous. I overheard the dialogue of the Policeman who watched over in the Cory’s Funeral “I didn’t move, I endured the hit and pain of the coins for I symbolized and represented the Policemen uniform, the impression to the image of Police Department was all I cared for.”

“The impression to the image of Police Department was all I cared for.” A very inspiring statement. What about other Policemen? Did they care about their uniform and image? Did they endure the coins? Some men stained and discolored their uniform. A broadcaster on one occasion avowed that when he encounters a policeman he prays, he prays to God that the man in uniform was protector and not abuser. I on the other hand approved with that hope not to have any reason to deal and talk to any policeman.

I pray for the policeman in the interment, May he cloth his department with his ideals… may he influence them with his morals…to care for their uniform’s depiction…Amen

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Loser!


It is sad when someone resigns from work not because of incapability, but for simple personal differences.

My office mate Bert resigned and his decision was irrevocable. We tried to prevent him for he was not only competitive but also our party lucky charm, mascot and everyday source of joy. He never fails to entertain us even in the midst of office dilemma.

His contentment in his work ended when a sudden changed of assignment and assigned to a new partner. The work was by no means the problem and the compensation was superior, however still decided to leave behind his work…still he raised the white flag up…

It didn’t surprise me at all. Few years before I myself left the same partner he chose to abandon…It is not important to elaborate my personal predicaments but I myself preferred to die in hunger and be considered a failure than be successful with that partnership… I blamed my self for being so pathetic, but I was so drained and exhausted. Possibly akin to him. But I’ on the other hand was fortunate to be relocated immediately to another project… I felt freedom…I felt resurrection. Viva! Viva!

Given the option to chatter for a second time …I would like to enlighten Bert that despite the fact that I sympathized him, I considered him trounced for in Corporate world, with so much office politics, only the strongest prevails.

College Reunion


College associates get together…sudden recollections … our day by day denim jeans and shirts outfit…limited student budget, the strict and old professors with slightly impaired ear, the sharing of yellow papers and even answers in examinations, comfort rooms with UFO (unidentified floating object), the unending inspection of attendance in each class, the class debates, the rallies of other students activist and their fliers to change the world…the long line in copy machines… daily climbing upstairs to 4th floor, advertising projects, researches, book reports, feasibility studies, to the point that climbed the mountain to look for indigenous people…

After 10 years a reunion.

Glad they informed me six months ahead… I still have enough time to enhance what I got… I maybe different from the college student they have known, but I will come as their usual cheerful friend in denim jeans and shirt, surely I will come as the usual me, their old classmate willing to cooperate, to share answers… Together we will reminisce the University times of the National Scholars
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Radio GAGA



I could still remember the disgusted face of my classmates when I revealed my A.M. radio habit. While they enjoyed F.M. music, I on the other hand listened to radio announcers and commentators. I was hooked to Ms. M, the midnight mysterious lady announcer. I really participated in her topics through text messages, called the radio and had expensive long distance charges…I wondered how the announcers looked. They got nice, soothing and relaxing voices.

Teleradio was launched by DZMM, where in you could observe announcers and watch their programs in cable television. Being fanatic I was really excited to spot them… Short from my expectations I saw the lady announcer wearing white big polo shirt and her counterpart in just plain shirt…as a supporter I sent a message “ate jenny I hope to see you in better outfit, hope you perceive this as constructive criticism, I would like your partner to look more credible in at least polo shirt or vest and not just plain round neck faded shirt.”
After that the guy announced that there was someone who was looking for text mate and very lonely…then he announced my numbers in radio…and he made sure he announced it very well and with a sarcastic smile, I was flooded with text messages and calls…I had to turn off my cellular phone.

I offended the radio announcers so in return he published my number to millions of listeners. But they are public figures, open to criticism and being seen by public viewers. I was so so disappointed with the DZMM anchor’s reaction. I didn’t expect them to have that kind of thinking, I am still disappointed…

From then on someone named Angel Santos constantly sent me religious messages, advices and comfort in times of grieving…He or she became my mysterious friend…at least I still have something to thank for that pitiful announcer’s misbehavior.

I WAS the Suspect..





I saw Angie in bed, chilling with fever…a moment ago she was alright…her husband was already preparing to bring her to hospital but somebody suspected that the sudden change in her body might caused by Usog…and I was the suspect…the usual suspect…but was happy not being the culprit…it was my innocent younger cousin Trisha. After Trisha rubbed her saliva at her tummy, Angie burped, had the normal glow of her face…stood up as if nothing happened… we reminisced Trisha admired Angie’s fair complexion.
In the past, I was a sufferer of usog, I had a week long diarrhea and only as in merely the saliva of my Uncle cured me...after that I had the nuisance of usog, which means I, without plans and intentions could make other persons sick too by my bad eye or my usog…Knowing my capabilities I usually volunteer to rub little saliva of mine to babies and toddlers and to the persons with complain of instant change of temperature. By doing that I will be eliminated from the list of suspects that caused their illness. But having usog in fact pisses me. Who wish to make people feel awful after seeing you…? Not me!


Bati or Usog is known to affect a gullible person, who has been greeted by a person with bad eye or Bati. They usually begin to feel dizziness, develop fever, diarrhea and sometimes convulsions. As precaution after seeing the known person with usog or bad eye, they are being asked to put some of their saliva on the tummy, shoulder or forehead. The saliva is being placed on their own finger first, and then they rub the finger on the victim. It is to cure and also to prevent the person from getting overpowered. It is one of the Filipino beliefs and superstitions.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Cold Sunday Morning


Plans to go jogging…….cancelled
Plans to go malling…….cancelled
Hot chocolate…………….good
Friendly gossips………hmmmm
Back to bed…………perfect
Video marathon…….alright
Twilight….Edward and Bella, love it!
A peeped at the window and saw my little neighbor Katkat right at their doorstep… when she saw me she asked my name…the girl had other way of saying I missed you…I answered “I am Sharon Cuneta””(the famous movie star).. Katkat frowned and said “Noooo! You are Tita, please play with me”.
What a rainy morning!!!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Modern Day Heroine


My Mom wished to bring the miracle boy Santino to Tita Cory just last night, she wished her well; I think every Filipino did wish the former President Corazon Aquino well. If only the boy Santino had real miracles and not just a television fictional character. A short time ago early this morning at 3:18 in the morning, Philippine time, Tita Cory claimed her prize from the Lord...She left behind the whole Filipino Nation in grief.
Tita Cory a simple wife ridiculed by Marcos Dictatorship acted as David to Goliath Marcos. She restored democracy after decades of dictatorship. The icon of Democracy. In every way she sacrificed her own self for the sake of Filipinos.
Despite of the respect and high honor the whole world gave her, you could not smell arrogance and irritating air in her. She modified the customary appearance of wealthy and powerful politicians, she remained her simplicity. She made millions of Filipinos stand tall and proud for being one. Cory Aquino- A modern day Heroine.
Her legacy of peace and prayer that brought her to power left a thick permanent mark to my heart. Please join me in praying for Tita Cory’s eternal repost… this truly comes with my tears…thank you Tita Cory…

Surprise!


As a surprise we planned a Birthday party for my cousin Ida Marie. We brought balloons, cakes, food straight from Batangas in her dormitory at Makati. We dressed the room and turned off the lights and waited. Ida Marie was attending her review class in Ateneo...But minutes turned into hours no Ida Marie showed…our watch dog in the street complained of foot ache… Ida Marie’s schedule surprised us too. So her roommate decided to call her and pretended very sick and needed to be brought to hospital…it worked… we sneaked back to the room and after long hours of wait... finally surprised her… She indeed appreciated our efforts… the long hours we waited added thrill to the occasion.
When she got my gift...a stuffed toy with Atty. Ida Marie etched…she looked at me...gazed at me and stared at me and said...with a low tone “This is pressure” ,she was still reviewing for Bar exams then…hmmm nearly botched surprise…and a wrong gift? I just made thumbs up sign and assured her that she will surely use my gift… Ida Marie then smiled, hugged the gift and said... “I will hide this for a moment and use this after the bar exam” I knew my gift will serve its purpose.
Few months after, the Bar Exam result was released, the picture of my gift to Ida Marie, the stuffed toy with Atty. Ida Marie graced her Friendster and face book account with a caption “my Lucky charm”. Other thumbs up for Attorney Ida Marie, congratulations.

Message Received


Pandesal delivery...the boy called at our home early hours of this morning. Puzzled, Mommy thought twice whether to accept the bread or not. We didn’t ask for them and we didn’t order them. The Pandesal boy seemed impatient told mommy that we had nothing to worry, somebody with AUV type jeep just asked him to deliver them…it was not really his job to do such service…
Precedent to that, there were mornings that we found Pandesal bread in our terrace from unknown giver. My mom could not hide the suppressed smile from her lips when she discovered that the Pandesal breads were from his only brother Ruben.

It was rare to present bread secretly rather than roses and chocolates…However, it is really not the gift that matters but the love and concern with it. It was so sweet of him … message received.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Free Hug for Everybody


A preacher at TV. Talked about Free Hug Society, started where in a man feeling so depressed and lonely resulted from personal difficulties wrote a free hug sign, one by one people approached him and they hugged each other. They attested how it brought them comfort and it became a society to bring comfort for free in the form of Hug.

Not knowing about that society, I remember one time I asked my friend Det to hug me…but she just laughed at the thought and tapped my back…but I really needed to be hugged that time. She found it funny for a comic like me to ask for that. Because I considered it unjust to share my miseries to other people, even to friends. I didn’t want to burden them with my petty sentiments. I didn’t want them to know that the strong person like me that packed with optimistic advices has water lows, has child like attitude and was miserably sad.

Most of the time I pretended to be cheerful, jovial and alright… but the reality was I needed a hug… I didn’t want to talk about anything; I didn’t want to hear anything. I just wanted to be hugged; I really craved for a friend’s hug... A single hug would do…FREE HUG…anyone?

Masquerade Party











I had an exciting assignment previous Christmas… As event coordinator I had to crop up with innovative ideas for our Christmas gathering. We thought about Hawaiian motif, with the wintry setting? Nope…The venue was really too cold and windy… 60’s…50’s…fairy tale, tele novela theme, very usual scheme…Until we decided to assemble it as Masquerade Party.

The entire company attended wearing a Disguise. My officemates were unbelievable, they really went on the idea…somebody came in Zorro costume; someone with glittery white costume like Eagle man, every mask had its own persona… All were creatively done and fantastic. It was a stiff competition with promising accolades... Amazingly my whole faced mascara fainted with gold and blue with pink flowers in the sides and with colored chicken feathers transpired as one of the winners in Best Mascara…I actually treasure that night.

The pressure is on… what would be our theme this year? Wish me luck!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

May the force be with you!



I left the office at 5:30 p.m. By 6:30 I would be at home just in time to be with my Mother’s Birthday Dinner…snoozed and woke, snoozed and woke still in the same place… what happened? Whew so much traffic, the cars hardly moved…I stretched my legs and snoozed…glad I was in air conditioned bus and seated beside the window… I was so much luckier to those standing….snoozed and woke up by the sound of loud concert the Bus conductor played, so insensitive ….gosh... then snoozed... again… The travel of one hour became 10 hours….snoozed…what the heck…I arrived home at 3:30 a.m. snoozed….I woke up 9:30 a.m. late for work ….snoozed…

It was rainy Monday night;the road was under construction; state of the nation address of the Philippine President and 95th Anniversary of a well known Religion…..resulted to full force traffic jam….snoozed…

Cheers for the New Registered Nurse!




Clutch, hold on don’t let Go…it will be just a matter of time … just like a cheer leader I packed my cousin Diamel with optimism.

Owing to scholarship grant by her Aunty abroad, Diamel endured to study at FEU in Nursing Division. In spite the fact that fiscally supported with her tuition fees it was still a rough and bumpy ride. She could not insist for more and had to budget a very small daily allowance from her mother. Still she clutched and pushed through…every so often she became the ample of jokes by her classmates in terms of school expenses. But they possibly could not laugh at her in terms of Pedagogic status. As nursing student, there were so many qualifying examinations, inspections and scrutinizing stages she passed. She managed well and executed University’s errands with flying colors…

The pits of all in her 4th year of education the grantor of her scholarship stopped. How could she pursue when all the while the funds were the problem? There was no assurance that she could pursue her education. But she clutched….She became a patron of Promissory notes and member of late examinees club…didn’t mind the hoax of her colleagues …..

She held tight, had 1.80 general averages and subsequent to her Commencement was employed at the very foremost job she applied at …and guess what, she got the National Examination for Nurses and now she will be addressed as Diamela V. Lota, R.N.

You made it! Now let go of the hurts and pains don’t clutch it

Ra ra ra Congrats Congrats… RN now…Ra ra ra!

64TH seemed 46th











Just this July 27, 2009 my mom celebrated her 64th Birthday. I really fell down laughing when she swapped over and turned the candles from 64 to 46… I found her tickled by her private stunt.

Ever since her 50th Birthday we her kids made sure that she blew her birthday cake every year, it became our practice.

My Mom suffered heart attack when she was 59 and it was serious, not a soul could envision her health. But through correct medicine, proper diet and God’s grace, my Mom now moves similar in her 46 …
Amazing but she seemed younger and younger, healthier and stronger each year. I wonder how she will appear at her 67th year. No switching of candles please.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Listen Please!

A penny for your thought….

What if…

What if we can still hear voices of our departed ancestors?

Unsolicited and unwanted advices from the souls from different era, dissimilar languages and mind set

Weird custom and traditions implementation, they will forbid you to drink cold water.

Fashion conflicts, some will gear you filipiniana, some retro…even bahag

Debates and Discussions…they will act as managers or directors of your life

Hidden treasures discovery…that’s great if nobody got it already

Family Tree memorization …you have to know them by heart...the root of the root.

Hindrance in acquisition of Properties…question of ownership…

They will watch you anytime, anywhere even when having sex…too bad

Confusion…. Mix up

Thanks God they are quiet now… Please just continue resting in peace.


Another question what if cars and buses instead of horn and blowing of horn, they have microphones and use their voices in calling attention…definitely you will hear *@#ooo*#@... Forget it…

The Prophecy


When I was 10 my mom commented that I was the type that will not be stopped once decided to get married…yeah right.

When I was six my uncle said that I will grow taller than my Aunty Bambi….Nah ah!

When I was 11 years old a man known for his prophecies told me that my husband’s name will be Noriel… Correct

When I was 14 a person with third eye looked at my palm and he told me I will have lots and lots of money…..trying

He also told me that my career will boom late 30’s …. Maybe...Can be…let’s see.

He then looked at my friend he told him that he will be forced to marry a girl not of his choice…a gunshot wedding…Correct

A clairvoyant told me that I will have a job that summer… I did

Though jobless she said that I will earn more than my future husband… Not yet

She also told me that my boyfriend will not be my husband…High Five to that

A psychic told me that I will have three sons before the age 38….Hoping

The same told me that I will grow bigger than I was…It happened

She said my first boyfriend will not marry me… It was his lost… I married my second boyfriend

My Doctor told me that I will lose all my money in hospitalization if not take enough care of my health…… almost…but I did what she said…Love myself.

Someone told me I will get lucky and would win the lottery… Change ticket

Some were accurate, some were bogus…Some can still be true… Some can have the power of the tongue…we were created through words of God… But they were not God …

Only one thing was sure…It entertained me…

Who Kicked The Bucket?









The goldfish leaped out of our aquarium. Maybe it intended to escape its fifty gallon boring existence and was hopeful for the ocean. I watched it clutching for breath…skirmishing for its life…poor goldfish, so vulnerable...Luckily I picked it up and put back to water…If I only did that to my Uncle…
A year ago there was an emergency; we rushed to my relative’s house to know what happened. There I saw my uncle; he was in bed and grasping for air, like the poor goldfish. .so helpless, fighting for his life… waiting for somebody to pick him up…
“No, no, no don’t go near me…Don’t talk to me, talk to me when you are sober…” That was my ruthless words and famous lines to my uncle. My being harsh to him had rationale. My father didn’t have the chance he got, just to be with us, Daddy died when I was one year old and I wanted my cousins to have him, have him as a father, and have him as a somber father in normal mode. Though he received straight words from me nobody substituted me as his much loved niece. I was his favorite. Perhaps he felt my genuine concern.
The change of heart to marry my uncle by my old maid Aunty was amazing. I could still remember my Aunty, sparklingly eyed introduced him as from a religious family. Indeed he was a very religious and good person... They had romantic married life and had two children.
But what happened to the religious person after 10 years? Accidents while in the influence of liquor and hospitals as result of alcoholism. He had the wrong choice of friends, he belonged to the wrong crowd… their bonding was destroying their body with liquor. I felt that he treasured his friends more than his family, more than himself. I extremely disliked him for that. The jealousy I was feeling for my cousins in having a father was omitted by his bad drinking habits…
And so his poor body expired….
Suddenly a revelation…he intended to stop drinking but it was too late; he was already sick and was experiencing so much torture…he just drank to lessen the pain in his stomach and be able to butcher pigs earliest in the morning to support his family’s financial needs. He chose to drink and cover the pain and he used liquor as anesthesia. I learned that he didn’t want his family to be aware of his real condition; he didn’t want them to worry and sure enough he didn’t want to spend money intended for his children’s education in hospitals. He hid the pains.
He also understood my harsh litanies.
Certainly his intentions could be excellent, could be humbling…but the dilemma was … he revealed his condition to the wrong crowd, he had the wrong solutions, he drank .Expired extremely young not to witness the victories of his children……


Who kicked the bucket?
Uncle I want you to know that you were my favorite too and I missed you. But nothing to worry I assure you sooner or later you will have your drinking partners…..Watch out!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

sUMMER OlymPICS















Just this May 30, 2009 we conducted the Company’s Summer Olympic at Dawal, Zambales. It was a magnificent experience for everyone. While other Companies were on recession ours on the other hand pampered us.

In the bus we started the Red Stallion and Blue Eagles fight. We had the videoke challenge with matching choreography and group cheers. While we conducted the real cheering competition, relay, sack race, pakwan eating challenge, buried a team mate, limbo rock at Dawal Resort and swimming competition, water fight and tag of war happened at Potipot Island... We had unending fun with the challenges. Everybody gave their best shot and nobody acted as party pooper.

The accommodation was unsurpassed, we felt affection for the food the restaurant cooked for us and the place was so relaxed and homey. There was a nighttime social gathering, with band, videoke, bottomless drinks for everybody and a very nice share of laughter.

You will certainly awe at the scenery in Potipot Island, it seemed unscathed, untouched and so natural. The sand so white and water was so inviting. It was not teeming and crowded like other beaches. You could even sight fishes swimming towards you…

What’s the best in our Potipot was the experience itself. We were able to have a real Company team spirit…

Monday, July 20, 2009

TITLE: DIPLOMA


Whew I am beginning to feel like a real writer, with deadlines and with readers demand... I have to come out with good script for “Maalaala mo Kaya”. Ha ha but where will I start? What should be included?

Epifanio and Andrea love story? I have a vague idea... But I am willing to give it a shot…this story can be from my own point of view though I conducted researches and interviewed few people, I hope I could give justice to their tale.

Epifanio was a good looking farmer, tall and Mestizo type while Andrea was a market vendor, she was like a goddess, with eyes and hair of mother Mary and body of Buddha (joke). What I mean, she was a medium built lady. Epifanio though poor was an intelligent man, he finished elementary in a span of 4 years. Some body offered him scholarship, but the olds rejected the offer for they valued close family ties. They thought it was unfair for other siblings of Epifanio who will not be able to study like him.

Epifanio was ashamed to court Andrea at first because she was the younger sister of Primo, the classmate and close friend of Epifanio. He was so close to brother of Andrea that he was the first one who knew Primo's plan of joining the military for the reason that he could not marry his girlfriend in exchange of their ancestral home as dowry . The brother of Andrea, a soldier and also the friend of Epifanio died at the war. (The girlfriend of Primo died in old age and single)

Subsequently, Epifanio did not hesitate anymore to show his love and courted Andrea. Andrea and Epifanio as husband and wife lived a very simple life, blessed with six wonderful children. They’re set up was peculiar for it was Andrea who worked in the market everyday and Epifanio as the house manager. He was a perfect, loving and thoughtful husband to Andrea. They never fought as their eldest daughter can reminisce and they were very ideal in spite of poverty in life.
Epifanio managed to provide foods for his family by farming, fishing and with lots of chickens and pigs at the backyard. Though they already had five daughters they still desired a son. As if the gate of heavens opened when they were granted with male twins Ruben and Celso, but Celso suffered a poor health and he died six days after. Ruben was so handsome and appeared to be the couple’s favorite among the children .The special treatment was silently misunderstood of some of the siblings, but somehow they accepted and understood that he was the only guy.
Raising six children (Natalia, Fidela, Lamberta, Cecilia, Erlinda and Ruben) was not an easy task. Fortunately the siblings were all kind and cooperative. They were supportive to each other, each of them was responsible, they did house chores and took care of the young ones and all were scholastically gifted. The family was happy and contented with the way they were living… Their priority was education and their aphorism was “Go acquire a good Education for we have nothing to leave for you, it’s the best inheritance that cannot be stolen from you”. Epifanio also believed that it was easy to be a man but it was hard to be human. He wanted his children to aim not only scholastic standing but to get hold of correct behavior and humanity.

The sister Natalia could still recall.. Lamberta looked like an actress, maybe because watching movies became the habit of their mother when conceiving her. They were both graduating at that moment, Lamberta the Elementary Salutatorian and Natalia as High School 2nd Honorable Mention ( Up to this time she reiterates that she should be the salutatorian if not because of extra curricular activities.) That was Friday noon when Lamberta came jubilant with her Salutatory speech, she also found out their white graduation dresses . That same day Lamberta’ s classmate made fun of her and hid her slippers,only the teacher provided Lamberta of her own slippers. But it did not lessen the excitement of Lamberta and she memorized her speech that night. She was really good in communication and had her teacher’s impression of a real news caster.
It was Saturday morning Natalia and Fidela, the eldest among the siblings schedule of washing clothes in the river. But Fidela’ s swelling shoulder due to vaccine forbade her and so Lamberta volunteered herself. It was a fine sunny morning Natalia and Lamberta began their washing when their father came with fried noodles. He was so generous that he would help his daughters. He first decided to take a swim. Lamberta was concerned of her father and so she followed him and brought swim wear or shirt to protect his skin.
Knowing his father was a good swimmer she urged him to teach her some swimming techniques. Suddenly a tragedy….Natalia heard screams and the two were asking for help. Allegedly Epifanio tried to save Lamberta who slipped and failed to grasp her. Natalia’ s instinct was to follow them good enough bystanders blocked her.
Somebody with bicycle hurried to the Municipality to look for policemen, but they were all at the cemetery for the burial of a high class officer in the town… Though he didn’t know the victims he rushed to the cemetery which was at the next Barangay.When policemen came they were too late, the victims were nowhere to be found… It was almost midnight and after the long searched the corpses where found attached to each other. Though Lamberta had a little sign of life and rushed to the hospital, still she didn’t make it. Nobody had the courage to stare at eight month pregnant Andrea kneeling near the river. It was the longest day of her life. Andrea panicked and didn’t know how shall she survive with five children and having another baby in her womb. She was in a limbo. A six year old Erlinda could not figure out what happened, she just saw her sister Lamberta carried by men, they dressed up her with graduation dress and the teacher could not stop kissing her cheek.
Everybody was crying except her and little Ruben who enjoyed arranging flowers. Some told her that she would not see her father anymore, for he will be in heaven. She really could not understand the real happening , she just remembered the picture of the two coffins laded in their house.

Andrea believed that God will bless the widow. Though you will only see her in church occasionally, she didn’t fail to teach her children about God. She would always sing Passion of Christ secretly at home during Holy weeks. Andrea as the strong woman…..Despite the fact that she was in deep mourning, she masked herself with strength and optimism. The widow decided to continue her life for her other children. She devoted her time in producing money by selling garlic in the market,while her children did what their father’s responsibility when he was alive.
They drew strength and depend from each other in every single way. Andrea instilled to their minds that the persons that have the capability to lend a hand, should not hesitate to do so.
Though they pretended to be sturdy, they could not expunge the truth and it was evident that they lost their father in many ways...They had sightings of their mother secretely crying at their backyard while looking at the the weeds in their father's garden. Ruben missed his father too. With his school projects; his father was a good craftsman as he could remember. He envied playmates with father to run to and ask questions only man can understand… Erlinda can still retain in memory how abandoned it was, she was six years old and going to school wearing all black and it seemed so uncanny for her. Not only that, she was hairless for she suffered burn from a gas lamp (the gas lamp served as their light, there was no electricity by that time). Black and bald she almost wanted to stop schooling only that her eldest sister Natalia insisted the importance of education.
She could furthermore evaluate how fortunate her sisters were when her father was living. What she could not forget and marked in her heart was in time of grieving there were neighbors who envied them. I am sorry I had to include this, not to add drama but to show the real scenario. Instead of support and pity they showed otherwise for the orphans and widow. The antagonist formed to life. A very religious lady neighbor, she seemed to be so sweet and wonderful except if you wanted to see her real color and see flying plates, just forget to light her altar. Though she appeared to be sacred, she by no means made up bad stories against the family of Andrea .She was a good narrator and her husband believed the lies as if it was the truth, and nothing but the truth. His husband, who had the habit of drinking when under the influence of liquor, threw bottle wine to the house of Andrea and cursed the family. He somehow harassed the poor family. It came to the point that he wanted to diminish the widow’s family. Through God’s grace the only sister of Andrea gave her a Bolo. She defended herself and scared the slayer….When the lady neighbor learned the capability of her husband she was shocked, she realized what she had done. Though verbally she never apologized, she altered her ways. She ended up as genuine devotee of God.

On the other hand Fidela remained beauty conscious in spite of all the tragedies and house errands (she had bunch of admirers and even became Mutya of the town), she stood up for beauty for less and invented beauty treatments that can be just found around. But boy I tell you, she is a natural beauty. Cecilia were forced to stop school to take care of the youngest. Elenita who never got a glimpsed of her father was born 30 days after her father died. They hate their aunty’s dialogue that used to introduce the baby to people as the most wretched, it was so demeaning. Elenita served as the new beam in the dark house. A bundle of joy, she was so talkative, cute and intelligent young girl. (I wonder what kind of nourishment she had for she’s a genius).They considered her as replacement of Lamberta in their lives..But of course no one could replace Lamberta in their hearts.
After a year Natalia pursued college education in Manila. Even though with a very tight budget, thorn uniform and most of the time hungry stomach she persevered and did not let poverty to hindrance her family’s dream... By chance, one of the cousins of Andrea adopted Natalia in her college years in Manila. They were so kind to her and treated her perfectly. When she secured a job as public teacher she generously bestowed all her salary to finance her siblings.

The depressing and miserable situations functioned as the rock they stepped on, rather than be the stumbling block of their dreams. They assumed that no matter how bad the situations were, they will change…there will be another dawn and it would change for good.

Scribing the story gave me shivers… Considering them at the moment, who could say that they passed trough that? Reading it can not stop me from sharing the pain. If only have the power to change.. But who am I to direct what should and what should not happen.. God has the reason...
By the way I would rather spotlight the success rather than feed on their life’s miseries.

Natalia, was constantly honoring pupil, became a public school teacher, and passed the exam while still in college. She had units in Master of Education. She served as financial partner of Andrea, a mother to her siblings. She married her first love Resty a soldier and widowed with two healthy children.Andrea consoled Natalia when she lost her husband. Andrea reminded her that her burden was furthemore larger than Natalia was carrying. Natalia's children both finished college and can be considered successful in life. Joy- ER Staff at Riyadh, Noreen- good writer ( he he). Civic Leader and Recruitment Officer

Fidela, was salutatorian in high school, finished BS Agriculture at U.P. Los Banos and land a job at National Irrigation, when she was young, a thrifty ,she replaced her father as house manager and the budget officer of the family, though very pretty she found early marriage unattractive. She also took care of Elenita and stopped studying to give way for sibling’s education. Married her High School batch mate, blessed with six children, Elmer-pharmacist and head of Hospital, Jerome- CEO, Cherrylyn- writer, media practitioner at DZMM, Madel-CPA, Gem- double course,Newly Grad of accountancy, Ian-the only student .They are all good looking, successful and intelligent.

Cecilia, also honor pupil in Elementary. At U.P. LB finished Home Technology and got a job in the Government after graduation. She was the quiet person, but very industrious and with the best heart of them all. Married late but boasts two kids... Lovely Diamel now a nurse and handsome Chelmark, engineer.

Erlinda, the intense one, valedictorian in High School, got BS fisheries at UPLB, had Master and Doctorate degree. After graduation went to Palawan and worked there. Part of her wanted to prove something to her mother. She wanted her to know that she could accomplish more than expected. She did accomplished a lot, She married a business tycoon, She has a CPA, Professor and will soon be a lawyer son BJ, Professor and Lawyer daughter Ida, the other daughter Emmy is the amiable one, their business manager and office girl, while Benjo the youngest, menopausal child, gifted and top of class in grade five plans to be a doctor.

Ruben, the apple of the eye of the family. Was a little naughty in college, though spoiled as his siblings described him, he finished Animal Husbandry and helped the piggery business of the family which he acted as the veterinarian. He became a mature man and ideal father to his family. A great future ahead to his son Andrei currently studying at UP Diliman (with a final grade of 1 in calculus), as well as with his daughter mika and son rjhon who have their own special abilities… He got so lucky that he married a very fine woman Norma.

Elenita, Valedictorian in Elementary, finished Bachelor of Science and Masters in Statistics at U.P.LB. Worked as Science research specialist at Dost. Migrated to New Zealand together with her Husband and three lovely daughters. She works for New Zealand Government Ministry of Education as Research Specialist. Hopeful that her intellectually gifted daughters will be Doctor, Engineer and Architect. Abby- taking up Medicine at New Zealand, Chinee and Trisha mathematicians.
The quality of the man will be measured in awkward times. The family surpassed the challenges with flying colors. Tough times never last but tough people do. A very well illustration of the importance of Education.

If only Epifanio and Andrea could see, certainly they will be very contented to see the excellent relationship of their heir, they would surely find the family reunions irresistible, will be proud to know that they have good looking and successful grandson and grand daughters( ehem) . We their descendants memorize by heart ““Go acquire a good education for we have nothing to leave for you, it’s the best inheritance that cannot be stolen from you”.” TITLE: DIPLOMA

Maalala mo kaya ?..the descendants of Epifanio and Andrea will forever remember.

Friday, August 28, 2009

It was not just a Dog!


The one best place to bury a good dog is in the heart of his master.
Ben Hur Lampman


Reserved and aloof 9 year old boy Kumpo preferred the company of his pet Lucky more than other boy’s activity. He really enjoyed the dog’s company. “Jump Lucky! Good boy! Roll over! Come here, Kumpo hugged the dog, he was so proud the dog can easily learn tricks. The dog was so play full and its special trick was to catch the bread from his master. Lucky, an ordinary white dog had the most special part in Kumpo’s heart.

The boys in the neighborhood love to tease the dog, they were stomping their feet, calling the dog’s attention and ran as fast as they can. They fruitfully annoyed the dog. “Lucky stop, behave…Lucky come back here!” Kumpo yelled… Lucky was so furious with the little boys, it wanted to gnaw and bite them… the dog timidly followed his master’s order and came back… Kumpo just shook his head as he could still perceive the laughter of the little brats. He too got pissed of them. Kumpo had to strap his pet lucky because of those scoffers.

No! No I won’t give lucky to them! Kumpo cried. It was his fault, if only he didn’t tease and go near lucky, he won’t be bit by my dog. My dog was just sleeping in his house and tied, it was not my dog’s fault! Kumpo was determined to keep his dog. But the frivolously drunken father of the brat demanded the life of Lucky; he even stated that if he could not get the life of the Dog he would prefer the life of its owner. Alcohol poisoned all decent reasons in his brains.

Kumpo quietly sobbed in the room while holding his precious dog. He had to let go and that was their last night together … “I am so sorry Lucky”, was his last words to his beloved Best Friend!

but the gift was given from me to you.
We went thru moments that were good and bad,
even moments that were happy and sad.
You supported me when I was in tears,
we stuck together when we were in fear,
it’s really sad that it had to be this way,
but it has reached its very last day.
Miles away can’t keep us apart,
'cause you'll always be in my heart.

Forever Friends

Monday, August 24, 2009

Brave Hearts



Dad, how do soldiers killing each other solve the world's problems? ~ Calvin & Hobbes

Dying, miserably unaided and bellowing for help. Everybody was busy in their survival, so frantic to bestow and rally around. He already sent telegrams about his condition, he badly needs someone and he pleaded …Nonentity respond and gave a single glimpse.

He unearths his blunder, the one he testified not guilty in court of Divinity! The one he shielded against the bullets of the enemy, where is she? Occupied for the howl of her brood? Engaged with their own mud? He anticipated nix but absolute reception from folks he loyal his bravery, oomph and existence.

As conclusion, was a consolation of having a label over his chest, the accolade for his realm endeavor? Valor of Honor in exchange for his partner, lad and baby girl.



There never was a good war or a bad peace.-Benjamin Franklin

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Fear of God

Come on open your mouth honey, please sip even a little! I cooked this soup for you, come on honey eat some, and your body needs this! The sick lady just stared at him trying to figure out the words coming out of his mouth. Through her blurred vision she slowly figured out the person talking.
With all her strength she tried to open her mouth, but nothing transpired, she could hear murmurs.Call the doctor quick! Loud noises, deafening noises, she fell on a very deep hole, she tried to shout, but no voice came out, a bottomless hole, a hand! she grasped the hand and then she gone to sleep, she got a very pleasing dose of sleep.
She heard a water flowing and saw a cascade, a very magnificent tall waterfall, so many plants and unique blooms, animals were coming and drank the water; she could hear the birds chirping. She stretched her hands and yawned…I never felt this good in my whole life. There was light coming from the falls, enticing her to drink the water, she kneeled to sip the wet .Abruptly she listened to familiar voices…and when she looked back she could not see anything, her vision got blurrier, gloom of darkness followed.

Wake up honey, wake up! Praise God your alright! Honey I love you very much and her husband hugged her!
She painted a smile in her lips, and saw her husband clasping her hand. He won’t let go of her hand. Though she didn’t understand the real happening she could see her children smiling with tears still flowing from their eyes. She was still vital to this world that’s why God allowed her to carry on with her life. She decided to have a full rest, for a mission to make her family come over to the magnificent waterfalls and drink the water of God, avowed to experience God’s overflowing love. Thank God for another chance you gave my family!
Many people need to endure real death life experience in order to take God seriously. The truth is God want us to experience Him every day and every second of our lives.
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Jesus Christ …has abolished death and brought life and immortality to light through the gospel- 2 Timothy 1:10

So when my latest breathes
Shall rend the veil of twain,
By death I shall escape from death
And life eternal gain. - Montgomery

Love


A call at 11:30 p.m. who could it is? As she picked up the receiver a familiar voice, “Hello Krystle Can I see you again? I want to see you again.” Her heart pumped as if she ran 100 mile dash,”Oh! Hello Joel, what made you call this late at the evening? He really had this effect on her, but she pretended to be casual. Can I see you again? He repeated. A long silence, the only man she loved wanted to see her again, after a deep breath she whispered “Really? Why do you need to see me again, what’s up?” With a sweet voice he answered “Well I just realized it was hard to miss someone, I wanted to see my love one but found it ridiculous!”


A glimpse of hope shone to Krystle, her first love after a year of broke up missed her? Maybe he finally realized she was the right girl for him. “Ha I am not used of your serious talking, what do you mean by ridiculous?” She heard a deep sigh and then a sob...Gosh he seemed crying. “Hey Joel are you crying?”He sounded as if he didn’t want to speak anymore and then “My girlfriend broke up with me last week, I saw him with another guy yesterday. I love her so much! I want to kill myself for letting her go, I wanted to marry her and I missed her”. He was really crying. Tears fell to Krystle’s eyes, she just listened as Joel cried, and she remembered the same pain she felt a year ago. Tears kept flowing to Krystle’s eyes, until she hanged up. She could not stand the pain anymore!

The phone rang again and again as if asking if she was still there. She hesitantly answered it. Will she divulge the unchanged love she feels for him? Will she console him that there is somebody that truly loves him, someone who wished for his real happiness even if it meant another woman and someone much more deserving than his ex girlfriend?

Krystle finally found her voice “Hello Joel you must really love the girl! Why not fight for your love, call her tomorrow and ask for another chance…a real love is worth fighting for. Krystle finally mastered the art of fallacy. “Krystle thank you for your advices, can I see you tomorrow? I really need a friend like you!

Krystle hugged her pillow …let her tears washed the soreness of her heart, a sincere love in a fancy person. The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else.

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The hottest love has the coldest end…Socrates

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Exercise Duty

Check up result, unchanged weight, similar blood sugar level, same blood pressure and same me. My Doctor sighed as she was looking at my laboratory result.

After a month of sacrifice…nothing changed. At least I maintained them, though it would be better if it improved even a little.

I religiously followed my Doctor’s instructions. Fishes, vegetables, cup of rice, no sweets, no nuts, almost nothing, medicines, and diet pills.
She asked me “Do you exercise?” I just smiled at her… My Doctor pinched my cheeks “A beautiful face should go with a beautiful body, I told you to exercise for about an hour a day. Your going home late is unacceptable reason!” (I was anxious for my Doctor’s blood pressure). “You have to love your self; it is your duty to exercise. It is indefensible sin not to exercise.
Please loose some weight and improve your sugar level, please!” my Doctor implored.

For almost a week now I am on a wheat bread diet. I already loosed 5 lbs. Tomorrow I definitely start my exercise regime….I hope!
Physical exercise is any bodily activity that enhances or maintains physical fitness and overall health. It is performed for many different reasons. These include strengthening muscles and the cardiovascular system, honing athletic skills, weight loss or maintenance and for enjoyment. Frequent and regular physical exercise boosts the immune system, and helps prevent the "diseases of affluence" such as heart disease, cardiovascular disease, Type 2 diabetes and obesity.It also improves mental health and helps prevent depression. Childhood obesity is a growing global concern and physical exercise may help decrease the effects of childhood obesity in developed countries.

Channel of Blessing



John 1:16 (NIV)From the fullness of his grace we have all received one blessing after another.

Something thick in my pant’s pocket… I tapped it…there was really something inside…when I reached it there were pieces of ragged receipts and Two Hundred Peso Bill (P200.00). How come I still have money in my pocket? Probably that was my change from groceries last Tuesday. Why my maid didn’t notice it? She needs to undergo my Laundry Debriefing Seminar! Maybe I better check my clothes before putting it in laundry bag…

Though I found my own neglected money, I considered the additional budget as my blessing, unexpected blessing to thank for.
"Blessing" means a favor from God'. Blessings therefore are directly associated with God and come from God. Therefore to express a blessing, is like bestowing a wish on someone that she will experience the favor of God. "May you have a blessed day ", therefore can also be translated as: "May you experience the favor of God during this period."

Suddenly I received a text message from my cousin “ Ate can you please lend me Two Hundred Pesos, I run out of budget”, LOL,I happily replied “ sure, No problem!” Surely he will smile about this story. A coincidence that I found money and somebody needs it at the perfect time? I thank God for that opportunity! Happy to help!

God blessed me to bless others!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Butt Brothers



I rushed to hospital this Sunday, my friend Nante was confined due to Bronchopneumonia. He was alone sleeping at the edge of the bed when I arrived, hesitated to wake him up I sat quietly at the bench near his bed. I remembered his story as International marine that he cries out of exhaustion in the ship. Though it was good paying job and his ultimate dream, the rigid and strenuous work whimpered him. I won't let his ambition kill him!I tapped his legs and when he saw me he immediately stood up and embraced me. Without a word he grabbed the lunch I brought for him, he seemed like a child while munching McDonald’s twister fries and two piece chicken, his favorites…


Nante is a child out of wedlock, abandoned by parents, lived in a pigpen with his grandmother when he was young and his real life story was featured in Maalaala mo Kaya a decade ago…When we where introduced he was full of hatred in his heart. He was living alone and struggling to make his dreams come true.., Surprisingly, we became partners in crime, he believed my theories, together we climbed santol trees in the farms planted by the butt, joke… and brought salt under mango trees…we spent hours just being together.. He usually introduces me as his older sister…and I love him as my younger brother…

He laughed when he saw me so worried about him…told me that his brothers were just buying lunch somewhere ,he was not alone anymore and showed me the gifts he received from his relatives and friends…he assured me of the love and care he was getting…nothing to worry my dear sister… I made him swear to take care of himself…I do not want to longer my agony, mostly for my little brother . We didn’t need to come from same parents to love one another as real siblings. We are the Butt Brothers.

Bronchopneumonia - An acute inflammation of the lungs and bronchioles characterized by chills, fever, high pulse and respiratory rates, bronchial breathing, cough with purulent bloody sputum, severe chest pain, and abdominal distension. It is an acute inflammation of the lungs and bronchioles characterized by chills, fever, high pulse and respiratory rates, bronchial breathing, cough with purulent bloody sputum, severe chest pain, and abdominal distension. Outward clinical symptoms will be similar to those of lobar pneumonia, however, and can include fever, coughing, chest pain, chest congestion, chills, difficulty with breathing and blood-streaked mucus that is coughed up. Bronchopneumonia is more common in elderly people, and in association with other viral respiratory illnesses (bronchitis), and as a complication of those who have asthma.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Prelude to Weekend Getaway

Holiday this coming Friday, I may perhaps file vacation leave on Thursday and Monday…wow that will be five day vacation. Provided request granted where will I go? Wow weekend escapades…Oh my I got to create a perfect plan…
In tropical country like Philippines at this minute I plan to wake up in a NipaHut next to the beach of Boracay…sip fresh coconut juice and eat newly catch grilled fish for breakfast with matching salted eggs and tomatoes…fruits, lots of fruits, wow… stroll in fine white sands as long as I want and rest in a string swing placed between trees. Ohh! I love the cool breeze of the ocean… Swim and snorkel in coral gardens, ride and be swayed by banana boat, have fun with colorful fishes and seek peace at multicolored peaceful sunset…Night party, stare at awesome fire dancers and hum with live bands followed by nice soothing massage right there in the sand courtesy of old ladies with coconut oil… I could try hair braid and temporary tattoos too… That will be awesome ….but I need to have plan B in the event that the weather will not be that friendly….


Maybe I will sneak to Baguio City…be welcomed by beautiful flowers scattered everywhere, pick some strawberries, cook fresh vegetables, go ghost hunting, visit their tourist spots…have a picture with the Baguio Locals in colorful costumes…do horseback riding, buy peanut candies, beautiful plants and bonsai…sense the chilly atmosphere of the Summer Capital of the Philippines…wow I need sweaters and thick clothes for my Baguio visit…
What will be my Plan C in case jobs avert my plans…? Gosh I need to consider making Plan D too for my husband’s judgment. Lord, please give me strength to accept things I cannot change… Maybe I can consider day dreaming as prelude to my weekend getaway …LOL


Friday, August 14, 2009

Burst Balloon


“What I want to do now is just to cry out loud! Just be alone in a closed room and cry really loud!” I sighed to Fenny just last week. Why you have to do that? She asked me….

Why do I have to that?

A balloon filled with air of miseries…and I felt I have to free some air or else will burst! Knowing myself I usually liked that…seemed alright but yearning to cry…I don’t know if that is just natural in some women.

Out of timing in a wrong place, my in laws just last week vocally aired their grievance for the lost baby, it wounded me more, and I could not cover up the pain. I wished not to chatter about it, more than ever not in a party of my husband’s relatives. It was like announcing to the world my flaws. I should have a baby by now, though I accepted the reality it still echoes, the feeling of lost radiates, it stings and pinches my heart.

Just last morning my husband just passed through and snob me, we had misunderstandings and petty quarrels for some days. He wanted me to give my game boy to his niece, but the gadget is precious to me, my priceless possession… It was swapped with my mp4 (music player) to my most beloved cousin Trisha who was in New Zealand now. It was not just a toy but a memorabilia…Another thing to take into consideration was way back in high school I plead to my mom to buy me the same toy but she declined, I also plan to give the toy to my future children and if ever, I wanted my husband to wait for my own free will to dispose the toy, his niece is only two years old…is the gadget appropriate for that age? What about that? He refused to accept my reasons, he kept on insisting that we can afford another one and the toy would be passé by the time we have our own child…Alright, no problem. I got his point but we need proper timing, for his niece to grow up, and for me to mature too. He gave me a silent war…

He did not answer my calls, failed to reply my messages and I went home by myself last night …I burst...I started crying in the tricycle….at the time I arrived home I was sobbing out loud. I asked for annulment…my husband was so shocked… I didn’t care…I sat on the floor and cried like a child… my mother was puzzled by my actions…my dog howled with me…I screamed hysterically and wailed, I gave my total performance…all I got were baffled stares…like a stormed sea, I subsided, my husband hugged me and tried to carry me( as if he can), asked me the problem…After our talk, I realized we had no problem at all…everything was only in my mind…it was just me, myself and I

Any personality disorders ? I myself found the crying hilarious and my acts improper but I swear it made me felt good!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

World of Ugly Curly


Office meeting….the office discussion was to minimize the operational cost and about 5s. We have to slash unnecessary expenditures, no necessary over time work, personal telephone call and apt monitoring of bills.

With the issue of straightening office behavior I observed almost every girl got straightened hair except for me and one old maid. Even our Boss got her bangs straightened, me and my odd vision! Learn to focus baby!!!

Hair Rebonding is the hottest new thing to hit the hair scene. To take out the kinks that get in the way of dead-straight hair. Hair stays straight even after shampoo. It is the answer if you want to straighten the natural waves in your hair.

Television advertisements, billboards and magazines are shouting you have to got straight hair…They are campaigning for “Ugly is Curly” belief. When I got to pass by Beauty Parlors, beauticians were in the vein to grasp me and cogently stuck me for Rebonding.

Well they effectively diminished my fondness with long curly hair. I found ladies with tangled hair outmoded, passé and have no funds to refurbish her. I was swayed that hair Rebonding is a necessity. “I got to be as beautiful as the models”. So I prioritized my crowning glory .I spent eight long hour stay in parlor with chemicals in my head, and familiarized the freaky heat of hair iron…Chemicals, hair washed ,blower and hair ironed for three or four times, I lost count…After nearly intolerable headache, Hurray! I got flat straightened hair…it could be a brilliance except for the evident thinness that made me appeared a chemo patient…another fashion victim hu hu hu! I recollect the naturally big curls that gave body to my hair, it was the real beauty.

As saying goes not to cry on spilled milk I faked my satisfaction with my looks and politely had my officemates admirations, “Girl you are such a beauty!” .At least I fit in their standard!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Somebody Saved My day!

Nothing to do, found nothing to write, just one of those boring days .Seemed not had enough vitamins and mind refuses to work… With times like these I need a bubble gum.
Looked up , stared…nothing…suddenly …I got something to blog…

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(in a cabinet meeting ...) President: The one that will be hit by the ball will resign from his post.(threw the ball but returned to him) President:(stunned) That’s practice! Okey get ready!

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Mom: baby, you're good in math. Now I'm going to ask you a question. Baby: sure mom Mom: if your daddy gives you 3 apples and I give you 4 apples, what's your answer? Baby: thank you very much!!!


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Pare1: Pare what are you thinking? You are so serious! Pare2: I dreamed last night, I was with 50 contestants of Ms. Universe Pare1: Wow that’s great! What ‘s the problem? Pare2: I won the competition!!! I am the new Ms. Universe!

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Killer: Father, I will make a confession! Father: Child, what is your sin? Killer: I killed 20 people Father: Why? Killer: They are believers of God, You do you believe in God?
Father: Hmmm, Before…but now, it is just for fun!

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Passenger taps taxi driver's shoulder...
WAAAAAHHHHHH! !!! screamed the driver...
Passenger: Why screamed?
Driver: sorry bossing I am just new in taxi driving. I was 25 years driver of funeral car.

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Drank Man came across a fat lady with a dog.
Drank Man:Hey where do you got your pig?
Lady: this is not a pig! this is a dog!
Drank Man: Shut up, I was talking to the dog!

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In a pet shop...
Customer: talking to a parrot...
Customer: Hey! can you talk ha?! moron!!!
Parrot: yes i can!!! you?! can you fly? g*g*!!!

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Who said 'Fill-in-the-Blank' exam is so easy? Alright, you let’s try. Fill the blank with a YES or a NO:
____, I don't have a brain! What is your answer?

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IN BAKERY
Peasant: Alms, alms give me cake!.
Lady: You are too ambitious, cake? Here are some breads!
Peasant: Duh! Gurl?! Its my Birthday today?!?

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iN Math Class...
Teacher: Banong if I have a piece of meat and cut it ?
Banong: 2 mam!
Teacher: Cut them again?
Banong: 4 pieces!
Teacher: Cut them all again.
Banong: 8 pieces.
Teacher: cut them again.
Banong: 16 madam.
Teacher: cut them again?
Banong: 32!
Teacher: again, cut them?
Banong: 64! (smiling)
Teacher: cut it again?
Cut it twice?
Banong: My goodness Madam! Ground meat!!!


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Son: Father be careful with DANKTRAK!.
Father: what is danktrak?
Son: The truck with 10 wheels, used for gravel and sand delivery?
Father: S*@* not danktrak...thats TEN MILLER!!!


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BOY: I am nothing, I never did right, I don’t deserve to be your son. I am always wrong!
Father:Of course not son, that’s not true, you are wrong!
BOY: Shit! Again? I am wrong again!!!


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Mother: You eat too much but you never help me in house chores!
Son: Mother when our pig eat too much you are so happy. Who is your real son, me or the pig?
Speak up Mother!

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BF : I have a gift for you, guess it!
GF: Please give me clue...
BF: Your neck needs this.
GF: Necklace?
BF: Nope…skin scrubber! SMILE!!!

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(In the mall)
GUY: LOVE, look, that’s my ex girlfriend.
Love: Ewww so so ugly!
GUY: Well I’m consistent, that’s my weakness ever since...

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JUDGE: What happened?
ERAP: ? (silent)
JUDGE: Answer my question.
ERAP: My Gosh, they told me this is Hearing??? Why there is speaking?

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Nurse: Doctor why did you refuse to accept the patient ?
DR: Who? The Gay?
Nurse: they might accuse you of discrimination of third sex.
DR: But he was asking for pap smear!

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FROG: what does my future hold?
FAIRY: you'll meet someone who wants to know everything about you.
FROG: great! Will I meet her in a party?
FAIRY: no. in biology class

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Things you don't want to hear during your own surgery: -where are the new scissors? Why these are full of rust? -10ml? will he survive? I said 5 ml only ! -Dr, we got no anesthesia. -We got to close his tummy, where are the needles? -Fire! Fire! Everybody leave the room!

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inspiring quote of the day: "I am not lazy, I just don’t know where to fritter my capabilities.

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MRS: hon, am I pretty or ugly?
MR: uhm.. both..
MRS: what both? Can be pretty and ugly?
MR: What I mean, you're pretty ugly.

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TEACHER: Class our lesson for today is science. What is science?
PEDRO: Can I answer Madam?
TEACHER: Pedro, what is science?
PEDRO: Science is our lesson for today.

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DOC: Try to cough!
PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!
DOC: again,cough!
PEDRO: ho! Ho! Ho!
DOC: okay.
PEDRO: Am I sick doctor?
DOC: You have cough.

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Street Vendor : "Buy time watch! This is gold watch! if this fade, white gold! if it stop, stopwatch!" Come and buy it!

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MARRIED LIFE.... The husband stayed at Karaoke bar till 5 a.m
Afraid to the fury of his wife, he sent her text message:
"DO NOT PAY THE RANSOM. I SCAPED THE KIDNAPPERS! I AM GOING HOME NOW"

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At the nursery window;
Friend: The baby will surely be a good driver.
Dad: Why? Because of his big hands?
Friend: No! The baby looks exactly as your driver!

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Husband came home from church, suddenly lifted his wife and carried her.
Wife: Why? Did the Pastor tell you to be romantic like this?
Husband: No! He told me to carry my cross!

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WIFE: Miracle, you are so early today.
HUSBAND: I just followed the my boss, he said "GOTO HELL",so I went home!

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Population policies of countries: China : Stop at 1 child. Singapore : Stop at 2 children Phil: STOP AT 4 A.M.!

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RUSSIAN: we're 1st in space
USA : we're 1st in the moon
ERAP: we'll be the 1st in the sun
USA : you can't go there, you'll burn
ERAP: we're not stupid, we'll go there at NIGHT!

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Dialogue when responsible in releasing bad gas,
American: Excuse me.
British: Pardon me.
Filipino: NOT ME!

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Wife : Darling, what do you call a sexy wife, beautiful, not jealous, loving, caring,and a good cook?
Husband: Illusions!

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What will I do with the big Mansion, expensive cars, millions and millions of cash, delicious food if my neighbor owned them ?!

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Mother: What is this big zero in your test paper?
Son : That is not zero Mom. That supposed to be star, but my teacher preferred moon! That is a Moon , Mom, promise!

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Teacher: Who is Michael Jackson?
Juan: I don’t know madam.
Teacher: How about you Pepe?
Pepe: I never meet him Madam..
Teacher: You do not know Michael Jackson?
Pedro: Madam maybe he is in the other sections!

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Boy: I can not marry you anymore!
Girl: But why?!
Boy: Because of your brother!
Girl: No! My brother loves you !
Boy: That’s it, I love him too!

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Juan: Where you from?
Pedro: Cementery, burial of my mother in law.
Juan: Why do you have so much bruises and scars in face ?
Pedro: She was hard to bury...she struggled and wrestled me!!

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Psycho (called the mental hospital): Hello...is there a patient in Room 168?
Telephone Operator: No one, why?
Psycho: Just checking if I really escaped!

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American guy named Paul challenged a Filipino:
American: Use my name 4 times in a sentence!
Pedro: Paul, be carePaul, you might Paul in the swimming Paul.

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Love is a hidden fire, a pleasant sore, a soothing pain, an agreeable torment, a sweet wound, in short - a gentle death! nuts! Before it was only “ Love is blind!”

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Husband: I don’t know what to do. I cannot solve my problem!

Wife: Hon, we are partners, your problem is my problem, we are one in this, what is our problem?

Husband: We got our maid pregnant, we are the father!

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If you are in trouble, I am just here, I am just really here. Please don’t go near!

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Prospective Employer to Applicant: " So why did you leave your previous job?"
Applicant: " The company relocated and they did not tell me where!"

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Hope the jokes somehow made you laugh….the biggest joke is they are not my creations….but something we can share… thanks to the bystanders for these jokes. I love it!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Birthday Wishes











With so much gifts mommy received in her 64th birthday, the card from New Zealand hit her heart. It was the 10th time she read it!

Birthday Wishes with Love
Wishing you a very special birthday


Dear my beautiful, awesome & fantastic Auntie a.k.a. Mommy,

Happy Birthday!!....I hope you have more birthdays to come and all your wishes in your special day come true. Ikain nyo na lang po ako sa handa nyo.

Lovelots.
Trisha(Di na po Mumay)

PARA SA AMING MOMMY!!!
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY POH! MOMMY HINDI NA KAMI MGA PRINSESA DITO, NAGLALABA,NAGLILIGPIT,NAGLULUTO AT NAGTATRABAHO NA PO KAMI…HE HE HE
SANA PO MAGING MASAYA KAYO SA BIRTHDAY NIYO…SANA PO MAGKAAPO NA RIN PO…INUMIN PO LAHAT NG GAMOT PARA LUMAKAS…
MISS NA PO NAMIN KAYO…MAGIGING MASAYA DIN PO BIRTHDAY KO DITO…GOD BLESS

LOVE
CHINEE

Mommy!
Happy happy Birthday! I wish you good health, grandchildren, prosperity and more years to come. Thank you very much. I’ll always appreciate you.
Love,
Abby
Ate,
Happy Birthday! May you have many birthdays to come. Sayang wala kami dyan balita ko pa naman ay napakaraming handa.
Raul

Ate,
Happy Birthday! We love you so much! My sincerest appreciation for all you’ve done to me &my family could not merely be expressed in words. Deep in my heart, & truly love & appreciate you not only as my sister, but also as my best friend &mommy of my children.
Love,
Lennie

Truly great gifts come from small packages! My mom was thankful for the wishes and love included in the card.

Only God Can Make a Tree



Gardening is one of my hobbies. It was amazing when you can part in giving life to a twig or a simple dried seed. God only made trees but I was the tool to form leaves with different shades and shapes, flowers colorful petals and branches in creative directions. With the accurate care and attention they are wonderful creations.
A home in a garden. Around our house I put flowering plants, we invested in palm trees and bonsai .We also had fruit bearing trees. The most special tree for me , the Chico tree at front.
What made the tree so special?
Considered as oldest tree in the community. Estimated 200 years old. How many farmers sat on its root for comfort? How many birds nested in its branches? How many stories been told under its shade? The typhoons the tree survived? Nobody could tell, the truth not a single could claim planted it even my great grandfather.
One time my brother wanted to cut it. Clearing the tree would give a better view to our house. A picture of our new bonsai and Chico tree as the background changed his mind. He got goose bumps when he saw faces at the picture of Chico tree. The faces seemed staring straight at the camera. What could that be? Spirits? The passersby complained throwing of small stones from the three, the mimicking of words at night and neighbor’s creepy stories about the tree were nonsense to us. But I admit it was sinister and the pictures conveyed something.
The pictures and stories gave no enough reason to diminish the tree. It caused no damage to anyone. The Chico tree will majestically stand as long as I live. I am Rosethorn the protector of the tree! LOL!
Take time to stare at the Chico tree picture, can you see something, can you see faces?



Cyber Lola


Hey Joy ,you only talk to me when you need to know about computer…
Hmmmp Erlinda always follow me in twitter, unlike you…
I just updated my Friendster ,uploaded pictures in my facebook and flicker
I will put you in my block list… Joy let use yahoo messenger on Sunday okay?

Plea to the New Generation


Ranging fire suppressed and noon sunlight put to rest.
Failing did not vacillate to chase what radiates
Shadow of the silhouette dusk of the ancient
Sheathes nascent unsullied instigation

Mount overt
Illuminate the obscurity
Amble at once beckon novel wilt.
Weave sole perfect disposition

Flee the bull in you! Disentangle jurisdiction
Fly the extinction,
Shine!
Outshine!

Friday, August 7, 2009

Men In Uniform


The people’s applaud to the interment of Cory Aquino didn’t arrive as a revelation. The President ought to have further than that. The earth somehow ranked us low and somebody stood up and enlightened the world that Filipinos deserved “The Filipinos are worth Dying For”. I myself valued what they have accomplished.

The four Officials that stood without break steady and with no lone reaction for eight hours in stirring vehicle were astonishing. Drizzles and multitude supports were also strenuous. I overheard the dialogue of the Policeman who watched over in the Cory’s Funeral “I didn’t move, I endured the hit and pain of the coins for I symbolized and represented the Policemen uniform, the impression to the image of Police Department was all I cared for.”

“The impression to the image of Police Department was all I cared for.” A very inspiring statement. What about other Policemen? Did they care about their uniform and image? Did they endure the coins? Some men stained and discolored their uniform. A broadcaster on one occasion avowed that when he encounters a policeman he prays, he prays to God that the man in uniform was protector and not abuser. I on the other hand approved with that hope not to have any reason to deal and talk to any policeman.

I pray for the policeman in the interment, May he cloth his department with his ideals… may he influence them with his morals…to care for their uniform’s depiction…Amen

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Loser!


It is sad when someone resigns from work not because of incapability, but for simple personal differences.

My office mate Bert resigned and his decision was irrevocable. We tried to prevent him for he was not only competitive but also our party lucky charm, mascot and everyday source of joy. He never fails to entertain us even in the midst of office dilemma.

His contentment in his work ended when a sudden changed of assignment and assigned to a new partner. The work was by no means the problem and the compensation was superior, however still decided to leave behind his work…still he raised the white flag up…

It didn’t surprise me at all. Few years before I myself left the same partner he chose to abandon…It is not important to elaborate my personal predicaments but I myself preferred to die in hunger and be considered a failure than be successful with that partnership… I blamed my self for being so pathetic, but I was so drained and exhausted. Possibly akin to him. But I’ on the other hand was fortunate to be relocated immediately to another project… I felt freedom…I felt resurrection. Viva! Viva!

Given the option to chatter for a second time …I would like to enlighten Bert that despite the fact that I sympathized him, I considered him trounced for in Corporate world, with so much office politics, only the strongest prevails.

College Reunion


College associates get together…sudden recollections … our day by day denim jeans and shirts outfit…limited student budget, the strict and old professors with slightly impaired ear, the sharing of yellow papers and even answers in examinations, comfort rooms with UFO (unidentified floating object), the unending inspection of attendance in each class, the class debates, the rallies of other students activist and their fliers to change the world…the long line in copy machines… daily climbing upstairs to 4th floor, advertising projects, researches, book reports, feasibility studies, to the point that climbed the mountain to look for indigenous people…

After 10 years a reunion.

Glad they informed me six months ahead… I still have enough time to enhance what I got… I maybe different from the college student they have known, but I will come as their usual cheerful friend in denim jeans and shirt, surely I will come as the usual me, their old classmate willing to cooperate, to share answers… Together we will reminisce the University times of the National Scholars
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Radio GAGA



I could still remember the disgusted face of my classmates when I revealed my A.M. radio habit. While they enjoyed F.M. music, I on the other hand listened to radio announcers and commentators. I was hooked to Ms. M, the midnight mysterious lady announcer. I really participated in her topics through text messages, called the radio and had expensive long distance charges…I wondered how the announcers looked. They got nice, soothing and relaxing voices.

Teleradio was launched by DZMM, where in you could observe announcers and watch their programs in cable television. Being fanatic I was really excited to spot them… Short from my expectations I saw the lady announcer wearing white big polo shirt and her counterpart in just plain shirt…as a supporter I sent a message “ate jenny I hope to see you in better outfit, hope you perceive this as constructive criticism, I would like your partner to look more credible in at least polo shirt or vest and not just plain round neck faded shirt.”
After that the guy announced that there was someone who was looking for text mate and very lonely…then he announced my numbers in radio…and he made sure he announced it very well and with a sarcastic smile, I was flooded with text messages and calls…I had to turn off my cellular phone.

I offended the radio announcers so in return he published my number to millions of listeners. But they are public figures, open to criticism and being seen by public viewers. I was so so disappointed with the DZMM anchor’s reaction. I didn’t expect them to have that kind of thinking, I am still disappointed…

From then on someone named Angel Santos constantly sent me religious messages, advices and comfort in times of grieving…He or she became my mysterious friend…at least I still have something to thank for that pitiful announcer’s misbehavior.

I WAS the Suspect..





I saw Angie in bed, chilling with fever…a moment ago she was alright…her husband was already preparing to bring her to hospital but somebody suspected that the sudden change in her body might caused by Usog…and I was the suspect…the usual suspect…but was happy not being the culprit…it was my innocent younger cousin Trisha. After Trisha rubbed her saliva at her tummy, Angie burped, had the normal glow of her face…stood up as if nothing happened… we reminisced Trisha admired Angie’s fair complexion.
In the past, I was a sufferer of usog, I had a week long diarrhea and only as in merely the saliva of my Uncle cured me...after that I had the nuisance of usog, which means I, without plans and intentions could make other persons sick too by my bad eye or my usog…Knowing my capabilities I usually volunteer to rub little saliva of mine to babies and toddlers and to the persons with complain of instant change of temperature. By doing that I will be eliminated from the list of suspects that caused their illness. But having usog in fact pisses me. Who wish to make people feel awful after seeing you…? Not me!


Bati or Usog is known to affect a gullible person, who has been greeted by a person with bad eye or Bati. They usually begin to feel dizziness, develop fever, diarrhea and sometimes convulsions. As precaution after seeing the known person with usog or bad eye, they are being asked to put some of their saliva on the tummy, shoulder or forehead. The saliva is being placed on their own finger first, and then they rub the finger on the victim. It is to cure and also to prevent the person from getting overpowered. It is one of the Filipino beliefs and superstitions.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Cold Sunday Morning


Plans to go jogging…….cancelled
Plans to go malling…….cancelled
Hot chocolate…………….good
Friendly gossips………hmmmm
Back to bed…………perfect
Video marathon…….alright
Twilight….Edward and Bella, love it!
A peeped at the window and saw my little neighbor Katkat right at their doorstep… when she saw me she asked my name…the girl had other way of saying I missed you…I answered “I am Sharon Cuneta””(the famous movie star).. Katkat frowned and said “Noooo! You are Tita, please play with me”.
What a rainy morning!!!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Modern Day Heroine


My Mom wished to bring the miracle boy Santino to Tita Cory just last night, she wished her well; I think every Filipino did wish the former President Corazon Aquino well. If only the boy Santino had real miracles and not just a television fictional character. A short time ago early this morning at 3:18 in the morning, Philippine time, Tita Cory claimed her prize from the Lord...She left behind the whole Filipino Nation in grief.
Tita Cory a simple wife ridiculed by Marcos Dictatorship acted as David to Goliath Marcos. She restored democracy after decades of dictatorship. The icon of Democracy. In every way she sacrificed her own self for the sake of Filipinos.
Despite of the respect and high honor the whole world gave her, you could not smell arrogance and irritating air in her. She modified the customary appearance of wealthy and powerful politicians, she remained her simplicity. She made millions of Filipinos stand tall and proud for being one. Cory Aquino- A modern day Heroine.
Her legacy of peace and prayer that brought her to power left a thick permanent mark to my heart. Please join me in praying for Tita Cory’s eternal repost… this truly comes with my tears…thank you Tita Cory…

Surprise!


As a surprise we planned a Birthday party for my cousin Ida Marie. We brought balloons, cakes, food straight from Batangas in her dormitory at Makati. We dressed the room and turned off the lights and waited. Ida Marie was attending her review class in Ateneo...But minutes turned into hours no Ida Marie showed…our watch dog in the street complained of foot ache… Ida Marie’s schedule surprised us too. So her roommate decided to call her and pretended very sick and needed to be brought to hospital…it worked… we sneaked back to the room and after long hours of wait... finally surprised her… She indeed appreciated our efforts… the long hours we waited added thrill to the occasion.
When she got my gift...a stuffed toy with Atty. Ida Marie etched…she looked at me...gazed at me and stared at me and said...with a low tone “This is pressure” ,she was still reviewing for Bar exams then…hmmm nearly botched surprise…and a wrong gift? I just made thumbs up sign and assured her that she will surely use my gift… Ida Marie then smiled, hugged the gift and said... “I will hide this for a moment and use this after the bar exam” I knew my gift will serve its purpose.
Few months after, the Bar Exam result was released, the picture of my gift to Ida Marie, the stuffed toy with Atty. Ida Marie graced her Friendster and face book account with a caption “my Lucky charm”. Other thumbs up for Attorney Ida Marie, congratulations.

Message Received


Pandesal delivery...the boy called at our home early hours of this morning. Puzzled, Mommy thought twice whether to accept the bread or not. We didn’t ask for them and we didn’t order them. The Pandesal boy seemed impatient told mommy that we had nothing to worry, somebody with AUV type jeep just asked him to deliver them…it was not really his job to do such service…
Precedent to that, there were mornings that we found Pandesal bread in our terrace from unknown giver. My mom could not hide the suppressed smile from her lips when she discovered that the Pandesal breads were from his only brother Ruben.

It was rare to present bread secretly rather than roses and chocolates…However, it is really not the gift that matters but the love and concern with it. It was so sweet of him … message received.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Free Hug for Everybody


A preacher at TV. Talked about Free Hug Society, started where in a man feeling so depressed and lonely resulted from personal difficulties wrote a free hug sign, one by one people approached him and they hugged each other. They attested how it brought them comfort and it became a society to bring comfort for free in the form of Hug.

Not knowing about that society, I remember one time I asked my friend Det to hug me…but she just laughed at the thought and tapped my back…but I really needed to be hugged that time. She found it funny for a comic like me to ask for that. Because I considered it unjust to share my miseries to other people, even to friends. I didn’t want to burden them with my petty sentiments. I didn’t want them to know that the strong person like me that packed with optimistic advices has water lows, has child like attitude and was miserably sad.

Most of the time I pretended to be cheerful, jovial and alright… but the reality was I needed a hug… I didn’t want to talk about anything; I didn’t want to hear anything. I just wanted to be hugged; I really craved for a friend’s hug... A single hug would do…FREE HUG…anyone?

Masquerade Party











I had an exciting assignment previous Christmas… As event coordinator I had to crop up with innovative ideas for our Christmas gathering. We thought about Hawaiian motif, with the wintry setting? Nope…The venue was really too cold and windy… 60’s…50’s…fairy tale, tele novela theme, very usual scheme…Until we decided to assemble it as Masquerade Party.

The entire company attended wearing a Disguise. My officemates were unbelievable, they really went on the idea…somebody came in Zorro costume; someone with glittery white costume like Eagle man, every mask had its own persona… All were creatively done and fantastic. It was a stiff competition with promising accolades... Amazingly my whole faced mascara fainted with gold and blue with pink flowers in the sides and with colored chicken feathers transpired as one of the winners in Best Mascara…I actually treasure that night.

The pressure is on… what would be our theme this year? Wish me luck!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

May the force be with you!



I left the office at 5:30 p.m. By 6:30 I would be at home just in time to be with my Mother’s Birthday Dinner…snoozed and woke, snoozed and woke still in the same place… what happened? Whew so much traffic, the cars hardly moved…I stretched my legs and snoozed…glad I was in air conditioned bus and seated beside the window… I was so much luckier to those standing….snoozed and woke up by the sound of loud concert the Bus conductor played, so insensitive ….gosh... then snoozed... again… The travel of one hour became 10 hours….snoozed…what the heck…I arrived home at 3:30 a.m. snoozed….I woke up 9:30 a.m. late for work ….snoozed…

It was rainy Monday night;the road was under construction; state of the nation address of the Philippine President and 95th Anniversary of a well known Religion…..resulted to full force traffic jam….snoozed…

Cheers for the New Registered Nurse!




Clutch, hold on don’t let Go…it will be just a matter of time … just like a cheer leader I packed my cousin Diamel with optimism.

Owing to scholarship grant by her Aunty abroad, Diamel endured to study at FEU in Nursing Division. In spite the fact that fiscally supported with her tuition fees it was still a rough and bumpy ride. She could not insist for more and had to budget a very small daily allowance from her mother. Still she clutched and pushed through…every so often she became the ample of jokes by her classmates in terms of school expenses. But they possibly could not laugh at her in terms of Pedagogic status. As nursing student, there were so many qualifying examinations, inspections and scrutinizing stages she passed. She managed well and executed University’s errands with flying colors…

The pits of all in her 4th year of education the grantor of her scholarship stopped. How could she pursue when all the while the funds were the problem? There was no assurance that she could pursue her education. But she clutched….She became a patron of Promissory notes and member of late examinees club…didn’t mind the hoax of her colleagues …..

She held tight, had 1.80 general averages and subsequent to her Commencement was employed at the very foremost job she applied at …and guess what, she got the National Examination for Nurses and now she will be addressed as Diamela V. Lota, R.N.

You made it! Now let go of the hurts and pains don’t clutch it

Ra ra ra Congrats Congrats… RN now…Ra ra ra!

64TH seemed 46th











Just this July 27, 2009 my mom celebrated her 64th Birthday. I really fell down laughing when she swapped over and turned the candles from 64 to 46… I found her tickled by her private stunt.

Ever since her 50th Birthday we her kids made sure that she blew her birthday cake every year, it became our practice.

My Mom suffered heart attack when she was 59 and it was serious, not a soul could envision her health. But through correct medicine, proper diet and God’s grace, my Mom now moves similar in her 46 …
Amazing but she seemed younger and younger, healthier and stronger each year. I wonder how she will appear at her 67th year. No switching of candles please.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Listen Please!

A penny for your thought….

What if…

What if we can still hear voices of our departed ancestors?

Unsolicited and unwanted advices from the souls from different era, dissimilar languages and mind set

Weird custom and traditions implementation, they will forbid you to drink cold water.

Fashion conflicts, some will gear you filipiniana, some retro…even bahag

Debates and Discussions…they will act as managers or directors of your life

Hidden treasures discovery…that’s great if nobody got it already

Family Tree memorization …you have to know them by heart...the root of the root.

Hindrance in acquisition of Properties…question of ownership…

They will watch you anytime, anywhere even when having sex…too bad

Confusion…. Mix up

Thanks God they are quiet now… Please just continue resting in peace.


Another question what if cars and buses instead of horn and blowing of horn, they have microphones and use their voices in calling attention…definitely you will hear *@#ooo*#@... Forget it…

The Prophecy


When I was 10 my mom commented that I was the type that will not be stopped once decided to get married…yeah right.

When I was six my uncle said that I will grow taller than my Aunty Bambi….Nah ah!

When I was 11 years old a man known for his prophecies told me that my husband’s name will be Noriel… Correct

When I was 14 a person with third eye looked at my palm and he told me I will have lots and lots of money…..trying

He also told me that my career will boom late 30’s …. Maybe...Can be…let’s see.

He then looked at my friend he told him that he will be forced to marry a girl not of his choice…a gunshot wedding…Correct

A clairvoyant told me that I will have a job that summer… I did

Though jobless she said that I will earn more than my future husband… Not yet

She also told me that my boyfriend will not be my husband…High Five to that

A psychic told me that I will have three sons before the age 38….Hoping

The same told me that I will grow bigger than I was…It happened

She said my first boyfriend will not marry me… It was his lost… I married my second boyfriend

My Doctor told me that I will lose all my money in hospitalization if not take enough care of my health…… almost…but I did what she said…Love myself.

Someone told me I will get lucky and would win the lottery… Change ticket

Some were accurate, some were bogus…Some can still be true… Some can have the power of the tongue…we were created through words of God… But they were not God …

Only one thing was sure…It entertained me…

Who Kicked The Bucket?









The goldfish leaped out of our aquarium. Maybe it intended to escape its fifty gallon boring existence and was hopeful for the ocean. I watched it clutching for breath…skirmishing for its life…poor goldfish, so vulnerable...Luckily I picked it up and put back to water…If I only did that to my Uncle…
A year ago there was an emergency; we rushed to my relative’s house to know what happened. There I saw my uncle; he was in bed and grasping for air, like the poor goldfish. .so helpless, fighting for his life… waiting for somebody to pick him up…
“No, no, no don’t go near me…Don’t talk to me, talk to me when you are sober…” That was my ruthless words and famous lines to my uncle. My being harsh to him had rationale. My father didn’t have the chance he got, just to be with us, Daddy died when I was one year old and I wanted my cousins to have him, have him as a father, and have him as a somber father in normal mode. Though he received straight words from me nobody substituted me as his much loved niece. I was his favorite. Perhaps he felt my genuine concern.
The change of heart to marry my uncle by my old maid Aunty was amazing. I could still remember my Aunty, sparklingly eyed introduced him as from a religious family. Indeed he was a very religious and good person... They had romantic married life and had two children.
But what happened to the religious person after 10 years? Accidents while in the influence of liquor and hospitals as result of alcoholism. He had the wrong choice of friends, he belonged to the wrong crowd… their bonding was destroying their body with liquor. I felt that he treasured his friends more than his family, more than himself. I extremely disliked him for that. The jealousy I was feeling for my cousins in having a father was omitted by his bad drinking habits…
And so his poor body expired….
Suddenly a revelation…he intended to stop drinking but it was too late; he was already sick and was experiencing so much torture…he just drank to lessen the pain in his stomach and be able to butcher pigs earliest in the morning to support his family’s financial needs. He chose to drink and cover the pain and he used liquor as anesthesia. I learned that he didn’t want his family to be aware of his real condition; he didn’t want them to worry and sure enough he didn’t want to spend money intended for his children’s education in hospitals. He hid the pains.
He also understood my harsh litanies.
Certainly his intentions could be excellent, could be humbling…but the dilemma was … he revealed his condition to the wrong crowd, he had the wrong solutions, he drank .Expired extremely young not to witness the victories of his children……


Who kicked the bucket?
Uncle I want you to know that you were my favorite too and I missed you. But nothing to worry I assure you sooner or later you will have your drinking partners…..Watch out!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

sUMMER OlymPICS















Just this May 30, 2009 we conducted the Company’s Summer Olympic at Dawal, Zambales. It was a magnificent experience for everyone. While other Companies were on recession ours on the other hand pampered us.

In the bus we started the Red Stallion and Blue Eagles fight. We had the videoke challenge with matching choreography and group cheers. While we conducted the real cheering competition, relay, sack race, pakwan eating challenge, buried a team mate, limbo rock at Dawal Resort and swimming competition, water fight and tag of war happened at Potipot Island... We had unending fun with the challenges. Everybody gave their best shot and nobody acted as party pooper.

The accommodation was unsurpassed, we felt affection for the food the restaurant cooked for us and the place was so relaxed and homey. There was a nighttime social gathering, with band, videoke, bottomless drinks for everybody and a very nice share of laughter.

You will certainly awe at the scenery in Potipot Island, it seemed unscathed, untouched and so natural. The sand so white and water was so inviting. It was not teeming and crowded like other beaches. You could even sight fishes swimming towards you…

What’s the best in our Potipot was the experience itself. We were able to have a real Company team spirit…

Monday, July 20, 2009

TITLE: DIPLOMA


Whew I am beginning to feel like a real writer, with deadlines and with readers demand... I have to come out with good script for “Maalaala mo Kaya”. Ha ha but where will I start? What should be included?

Epifanio and Andrea love story? I have a vague idea... But I am willing to give it a shot…this story can be from my own point of view though I conducted researches and interviewed few people, I hope I could give justice to their tale.

Epifanio was a good looking farmer, tall and Mestizo type while Andrea was a market vendor, she was like a goddess, with eyes and hair of mother Mary and body of Buddha (joke). What I mean, she was a medium built lady. Epifanio though poor was an intelligent man, he finished elementary in a span of 4 years. Some body offered him scholarship, but the olds rejected the offer for they valued close family ties. They thought it was unfair for other siblings of Epifanio who will not be able to study like him.

Epifanio was ashamed to court Andrea at first because she was the younger sister of Primo, the classmate and close friend of Epifanio. He was so close to brother of Andrea that he was the first one who knew Primo's plan of joining the military for the reason that he could not marry his girlfriend in exchange of their ancestral home as dowry . The brother of Andrea, a soldier and also the friend of Epifanio died at the war. (The girlfriend of Primo died in old age and single)

Subsequently, Epifanio did not hesitate anymore to show his love and courted Andrea. Andrea and Epifanio as husband and wife lived a very simple life, blessed with six wonderful children. They’re set up was peculiar for it was Andrea who worked in the market everyday and Epifanio as the house manager. He was a perfect, loving and thoughtful husband to Andrea. They never fought as their eldest daughter can reminisce and they were very ideal in spite of poverty in life.
Epifanio managed to provide foods for his family by farming, fishing and with lots of chickens and pigs at the backyard. Though they already had five daughters they still desired a son. As if the gate of heavens opened when they were granted with male twins Ruben and Celso, but Celso suffered a poor health and he died six days after. Ruben was so handsome and appeared to be the couple’s favorite among the children .The special treatment was silently misunderstood of some of the siblings, but somehow they accepted and understood that he was the only guy.
Raising six children (Natalia, Fidela, Lamberta, Cecilia, Erlinda and Ruben) was not an easy task. Fortunately the siblings were all kind and cooperative. They were supportive to each other, each of them was responsible, they did house chores and took care of the young ones and all were scholastically gifted. The family was happy and contented with the way they were living… Their priority was education and their aphorism was “Go acquire a good Education for we have nothing to leave for you, it’s the best inheritance that cannot be stolen from you”. Epifanio also believed that it was easy to be a man but it was hard to be human. He wanted his children to aim not only scholastic standing but to get hold of correct behavior and humanity.

The sister Natalia could still recall.. Lamberta looked like an actress, maybe because watching movies became the habit of their mother when conceiving her. They were both graduating at that moment, Lamberta the Elementary Salutatorian and Natalia as High School 2nd Honorable Mention ( Up to this time she reiterates that she should be the salutatorian if not because of extra curricular activities.) That was Friday noon when Lamberta came jubilant with her Salutatory speech, she also found out their white graduation dresses . That same day Lamberta’ s classmate made fun of her and hid her slippers,only the teacher provided Lamberta of her own slippers. But it did not lessen the excitement of Lamberta and she memorized her speech that night. She was really good in communication and had her teacher’s impression of a real news caster.
It was Saturday morning Natalia and Fidela, the eldest among the siblings schedule of washing clothes in the river. But Fidela’ s swelling shoulder due to vaccine forbade her and so Lamberta volunteered herself. It was a fine sunny morning Natalia and Lamberta began their washing when their father came with fried noodles. He was so generous that he would help his daughters. He first decided to take a swim. Lamberta was concerned of her father and so she followed him and brought swim wear or shirt to protect his skin.
Knowing his father was a good swimmer she urged him to teach her some swimming techniques. Suddenly a tragedy….Natalia heard screams and the two were asking for help. Allegedly Epifanio tried to save Lamberta who slipped and failed to grasp her. Natalia’ s instinct was to follow them good enough bystanders blocked her.
Somebody with bicycle hurried to the Municipality to look for policemen, but they were all at the cemetery for the burial of a high class officer in the town… Though he didn’t know the victims he rushed to the cemetery which was at the next Barangay.When policemen came they were too late, the victims were nowhere to be found… It was almost midnight and after the long searched the corpses where found attached to each other. Though Lamberta had a little sign of life and rushed to the hospital, still she didn’t make it. Nobody had the courage to stare at eight month pregnant Andrea kneeling near the river. It was the longest day of her life. Andrea panicked and didn’t know how shall she survive with five children and having another baby in her womb. She was in a limbo. A six year old Erlinda could not figure out what happened, she just saw her sister Lamberta carried by men, they dressed up her with graduation dress and the teacher could not stop kissing her cheek.
Everybody was crying except her and little Ruben who enjoyed arranging flowers. Some told her that she would not see her father anymore, for he will be in heaven. She really could not understand the real happening , she just remembered the picture of the two coffins laded in their house.

Andrea believed that God will bless the widow. Though you will only see her in church occasionally, she didn’t fail to teach her children about God. She would always sing Passion of Christ secretly at home during Holy weeks. Andrea as the strong woman…..Despite the fact that she was in deep mourning, she masked herself with strength and optimism. The widow decided to continue her life for her other children. She devoted her time in producing money by selling garlic in the market,while her children did what their father’s responsibility when he was alive.
They drew strength and depend from each other in every single way. Andrea instilled to their minds that the persons that have the capability to lend a hand, should not hesitate to do so.
Though they pretended to be sturdy, they could not expunge the truth and it was evident that they lost their father in many ways...They had sightings of their mother secretely crying at their backyard while looking at the the weeds in their father's garden. Ruben missed his father too. With his school projects; his father was a good craftsman as he could remember. He envied playmates with father to run to and ask questions only man can understand… Erlinda can still retain in memory how abandoned it was, she was six years old and going to school wearing all black and it seemed so uncanny for her. Not only that, she was hairless for she suffered burn from a gas lamp (the gas lamp served as their light, there was no electricity by that time). Black and bald she almost wanted to stop schooling only that her eldest sister Natalia insisted the importance of education.
She could furthermore evaluate how fortunate her sisters were when her father was living. What she could not forget and marked in her heart was in time of grieving there were neighbors who envied them. I am sorry I had to include this, not to add drama but to show the real scenario. Instead of support and pity they showed otherwise for the orphans and widow. The antagonist formed to life. A very religious lady neighbor, she seemed to be so sweet and wonderful except if you wanted to see her real color and see flying plates, just forget to light her altar. Though she appeared to be sacred, she by no means made up bad stories against the family of Andrea .She was a good narrator and her husband believed the lies as if it was the truth, and nothing but the truth. His husband, who had the habit of drinking when under the influence of liquor, threw bottle wine to the house of Andrea and cursed the family. He somehow harassed the poor family. It came to the point that he wanted to diminish the widow’s family. Through God’s grace the only sister of Andrea gave her a Bolo. She defended herself and scared the slayer….When the lady neighbor learned the capability of her husband she was shocked, she realized what she had done. Though verbally she never apologized, she altered her ways. She ended up as genuine devotee of God.

On the other hand Fidela remained beauty conscious in spite of all the tragedies and house errands (she had bunch of admirers and even became Mutya of the town), she stood up for beauty for less and invented beauty treatments that can be just found around. But boy I tell you, she is a natural beauty. Cecilia were forced to stop school to take care of the youngest. Elenita who never got a glimpsed of her father was born 30 days after her father died. They hate their aunty’s dialogue that used to introduce the baby to people as the most wretched, it was so demeaning. Elenita served as the new beam in the dark house. A bundle of joy, she was so talkative, cute and intelligent young girl. (I wonder what kind of nourishment she had for she’s a genius).They considered her as replacement of Lamberta in their lives..But of course no one could replace Lamberta in their hearts.
After a year Natalia pursued college education in Manila. Even though with a very tight budget, thorn uniform and most of the time hungry stomach she persevered and did not let poverty to hindrance her family’s dream... By chance, one of the cousins of Andrea adopted Natalia in her college years in Manila. They were so kind to her and treated her perfectly. When she secured a job as public teacher she generously bestowed all her salary to finance her siblings.

The depressing and miserable situations functioned as the rock they stepped on, rather than be the stumbling block of their dreams. They assumed that no matter how bad the situations were, they will change…there will be another dawn and it would change for good.

Scribing the story gave me shivers… Considering them at the moment, who could say that they passed trough that? Reading it can not stop me from sharing the pain. If only have the power to change.. But who am I to direct what should and what should not happen.. God has the reason...
By the way I would rather spotlight the success rather than feed on their life’s miseries.

Natalia, was constantly honoring pupil, became a public school teacher, and passed the exam while still in college. She had units in Master of Education. She served as financial partner of Andrea, a mother to her siblings. She married her first love Resty a soldier and widowed with two healthy children.Andrea consoled Natalia when she lost her husband. Andrea reminded her that her burden was furthemore larger than Natalia was carrying. Natalia's children both finished college and can be considered successful in life. Joy- ER Staff at Riyadh, Noreen- good writer ( he he). Civic Leader and Recruitment Officer

Fidela, was salutatorian in high school, finished BS Agriculture at U.P. Los Banos and land a job at National Irrigation, when she was young, a thrifty ,she replaced her father as house manager and the budget officer of the family, though very pretty she found early marriage unattractive. She also took care of Elenita and stopped studying to give way for sibling’s education. Married her High School batch mate, blessed with six children, Elmer-pharmacist and head of Hospital, Jerome- CEO, Cherrylyn- writer, media practitioner at DZMM, Madel-CPA, Gem- double course,Newly Grad of accountancy, Ian-the only student .They are all good looking, successful and intelligent.

Cecilia, also honor pupil in Elementary. At U.P. LB finished Home Technology and got a job in the Government after graduation. She was the quiet person, but very industrious and with the best heart of them all. Married late but boasts two kids... Lovely Diamel now a nurse and handsome Chelmark, engineer.

Erlinda, the intense one, valedictorian in High School, got BS fisheries at UPLB, had Master and Doctorate degree. After graduation went to Palawan and worked there. Part of her wanted to prove something to her mother. She wanted her to know that she could accomplish more than expected. She did accomplished a lot, She married a business tycoon, She has a CPA, Professor and will soon be a lawyer son BJ, Professor and Lawyer daughter Ida, the other daughter Emmy is the amiable one, their business manager and office girl, while Benjo the youngest, menopausal child, gifted and top of class in grade five plans to be a doctor.

Ruben, the apple of the eye of the family. Was a little naughty in college, though spoiled as his siblings described him, he finished Animal Husbandry and helped the piggery business of the family which he acted as the veterinarian. He became a mature man and ideal father to his family. A great future ahead to his son Andrei currently studying at UP Diliman (with a final grade of 1 in calculus), as well as with his daughter mika and son rjhon who have their own special abilities… He got so lucky that he married a very fine woman Norma.

Elenita, Valedictorian in Elementary, finished Bachelor of Science and Masters in Statistics at U.P.LB. Worked as Science research specialist at Dost. Migrated to New Zealand together with her Husband and three lovely daughters. She works for New Zealand Government Ministry of Education as Research Specialist. Hopeful that her intellectually gifted daughters will be Doctor, Engineer and Architect. Abby- taking up Medicine at New Zealand, Chinee and Trisha mathematicians.
The quality of the man will be measured in awkward times. The family surpassed the challenges with flying colors. Tough times never last but tough people do. A very well illustration of the importance of Education.

If only Epifanio and Andrea could see, certainly they will be very contented to see the excellent relationship of their heir, they would surely find the family reunions irresistible, will be proud to know that they have good looking and successful grandson and grand daughters( ehem) . We their descendants memorize by heart ““Go acquire a good education for we have nothing to leave for you, it’s the best inheritance that cannot be stolen from you”.” TITLE: DIPLOMA

Maalala mo kaya ?..the descendants of Epifanio and Andrea will forever remember.