Saturday, December 18, 2010
THE VERY EVENT THAT WAS FULL OF SIGNIFICANCE TO ME BEFORE I WILL BID FAREWELL TO 2010 WAS THE PLAYFEST. IT HAS NOT ONLY GIVEN ME THE LUXURY OF HAVING A BREAK FROM THE BOREDOM AND AGONY IN BIOLOGY, SOCIAL STUDIES AND MY SWORN ENEMY, MATHEMATICS. IT HAS CHALLENGED ME TO GO BEYOND MY PROVEN LIMITS. AND, IT TAUGHT ME TO APPLY THE VALUE OF SPORTMANSHIP AND TIME MANAGEMENT.
IT'S NOT THE END
"Yes, you did your best but it wasn't enough". Not enough? Having only five hours of sleep for almost two weeks just to finish the script, sacrificing two days of my semestrial break to help in the making of props, going home at six o'clock in the afternoon and still be caught in a traffic jam, and spending the entire saturdays of November in school for play practice were not enough? NOT ENOUGH! Tell me! What more could I've done?
It really hurts when you gave your all, your everything yet you were not able to achieve the fruits of your hardships! This pain is stabbing me to death! No amount of science or technology can cure me! That very self-esteem etched within me is slowly reducing into ashes until not a single molecule of it is left! There's a possibility that sooner or later, I can no longer feel the value of my efforts and sacrifices! Definitely, this feeling will lead me to apathy!!!
If I haven't held my tongue , I could have said this in front of many people and shame myself to death. I could have gone wild yelling until I'll lose my voice. And, I could have slammed the doors of St. Anne's Hall. Sorry but I was deeply depressed with the results. Yes, I'm insane. I mean I WAS insane But now, I'm trying to move on.
I did not expect anymore that we will still win because it was obvious that our technical was a big mess. But I kept my hopes up. I wished for a miracle to happen. However reality was telling me to accept the fact that our efforts were not really enough. And, who's to blame? All of us.
I believe that we were on the brink of winning but one very essential element hindered us, unity. Unity could have kept us determined to finish our props though we were short of time. Unity could have fused the acting and the technicals. Unity could have made each moment of practice a well spent and memorable one.
I realized that it's not enough that I did a lot of work and contibuted many ideas.Yes, I did my bombastic best. However, they weren't really enough. Each of us should have done their best too. It's not only the efforts of the directresses, scriptwriters and the actresses that count. But it's the power of 36 minds and 72 hands for us to succeed. We're supposed to be all in this together. Yet, divided we were. So it led us to a painful defeat.
It's indeed true that regrets are always at the end. However, it is NOT yet the end. There is still next year. And, I will embrace that chance to be better.
It really hurts when you gave your all, your everything yet you were not able to achieve the fruits of your hardships! This pain is stabbing me to death! No amount of science or technology can cure me! That very self-esteem etched within me is slowly reducing into ashes until not a single molecule of it is left! There's a possibility that sooner or later, I can no longer feel the value of my efforts and sacrifices! Definitely, this feeling will lead me to apathy!!!
If I haven't held my tongue , I could have said this in front of many people and shame myself to death. I could have gone wild yelling until I'll lose my voice. And, I could have slammed the doors of St. Anne's Hall. Sorry but I was deeply depressed with the results. Yes, I'm insane. I mean I WAS insane But now, I'm trying to move on.
I did not expect anymore that we will still win because it was obvious that our technical was a big mess. But I kept my hopes up. I wished for a miracle to happen. However reality was telling me to accept the fact that our efforts were not really enough. And, who's to blame? All of us.
I believe that we were on the brink of winning but one very essential element hindered us, unity. Unity could have kept us determined to finish our props though we were short of time. Unity could have fused the acting and the technicals. Unity could have made each moment of practice a well spent and memorable one.
I realized that it's not enough that I did a lot of work and contibuted many ideas.Yes, I did my bombastic best. However, they weren't really enough. Each of us should have done their best too. It's not only the efforts of the directresses, scriptwriters and the actresses that count. But it's the power of 36 minds and 72 hands for us to succeed. We're supposed to be all in this together. Yet, divided we were. So it led us to a painful defeat.
It's indeed true that regrets are always at the end. However, it is NOT yet the end. There is still next year. And, I will embrace that chance to be better.
My Mighty Mind
MY MIGHTY MIND
Yes, by the sound of the word, it's obvious that they carry along with them the authority and knowledge to critic and see which play is the best. Yes, they do know more about the principles of dramaturgy and theater. Yes, they have that keen eyesight to detect the mistakes of an actress and the technical failures. Yes, they do because they're JUDGES. But they didn't know that their decisions made me critically depressed. They engraved a permanent scar in me. And I will not forget that day, December 3, 2010, they took my heart away!
These were one of the negative thoughts running my mind while I locked myself in my room and cried for almost an hour. I bathed my favorite pillow with fat tears. But after that dramatic night releasing my hurts, I felt a bit fine.
I realized how mighty my mind was to think of thoughts that if I have said it to the intended person, surely he or she will loathe me forever. I have blamed the judges who had nothing to do with our defeat and I sort of cursed them. Afterall, that was just in my mind. Good think God has blessed me with conscience to be aware of the differences between the right and the wrong But if He didn't, my mind could have enslaved my entire humanity and drove me to wickedness.
Yes, by the sound of the word, it's obvious that they carry along with them the authority and knowledge to critic and see which play is the best. Yes, they do know more about the principles of dramaturgy and theater. Yes, they have that keen eyesight to detect the mistakes of an actress and the technical failures. Yes, they do because they're JUDGES. But they didn't know that their decisions made me critically depressed. They engraved a permanent scar in me. And I will not forget that day, December 3, 2010, they took my heart away!
These were one of the negative thoughts running my mind while I locked myself in my room and cried for almost an hour. I bathed my favorite pillow with fat tears. But after that dramatic night releasing my hurts, I felt a bit fine.
I realized how mighty my mind was to think of thoughts that if I have said it to the intended person, surely he or she will loathe me forever. I have blamed the judges who had nothing to do with our defeat and I sort of cursed them. Afterall, that was just in my mind. Good think God has blessed me with conscience to be aware of the differences between the right and the wrong But if He didn't, my mind could have enslaved my entire humanity and drove me to wickedness.
Perhaps....
Hands trembling and hearbeat as fast as a blink of an eye. Faith fading. Nervousness rushing. Doubts attacking. Fears piling up. Nothing more is worse than the feeling before every competition. Yes, I admit there was a feeling of competing. It was because of how affected I was because of the results of our CAF Play. "MABAWI KAMI!" That was my mantra. I filled my mind with the thought of making up for the lost we had in our CAF play in order to motivate myself to do my very best. I acted like it was the last hour of my life. But sadly, acting cannot qualify us to win. Our technical was horrible with the lapses and the awful noise at the backstage. And those mistakes dropped us.
Perhaps, fate has destined us to experience such defeat for us to see the values within. Anyway, learning from our mistakes is what matters most in life. If succes is manifested by awards, certificates, extravagant prizes, the greeting of congratulations, shaking of hands and being famous, that's only earthly. Something more precious, priceless and lasting is with God. And it's up to us to see it beyond its vagueness.
Perhaps, fate has destined us to experience such defeat for us to see the values within. Anyway, learning from our mistakes is what matters most in life. If succes is manifested by awards, certificates, extravagant prizes, the greeting of congratulations, shaking of hands and being famous, that's only earthly. Something more precious, priceless and lasting is with God. And it's up to us to see it beyond its vagueness.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
GROWING GOOD CORN
There was a Nebraska farmer who grew an award-winning corn. Each year he entered his corn in the state fair where it always won first place. One year, a newspaper journalist interviewed him and learned something amazing about how he grew it. The journalist discovered that the farmer shared his seed corns with his neighbors. " How can you afford to share your best seed corns with your neighbors when they too are joining the competition each year?, the journalist asked. "Why, sire, said the farmer, didn't you know ? The wind pricks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbors grow inferior corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbors grow good corn too."
It Depends Whose Hands It's In
A basketball in my hands is worth about P300
A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is
about S30 million.
It depends whose hands it's in
A baseball in my hands is about P250
A baseball in Mark Mcquire's hands is
worth S25 million.
It depends whose hands it's in
A tennis racket is idle in my hands
A tennis racket in Rogers Federer's hands
is a Wimbledon Championship
It depends whose hands it's in
A rod in my hands will just tremble in fear
A rod in Moses' hands
will part the mighty sea
It depends whose hands it's in
A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy
A slingshot in David's hands
is a mighty weapon
It depends whose hands it's in
Two fish and five loaves of bread in my hands
is just a couple of fish sandwiches
In God's hands it can feed thousands
It depends whose hands it's in
Nails in my hands might become a birdhouse
Nails in Jesus Christ's hands
will bring salvation for the entire world
It depends whose hands it's in
A basketball in Michael Jordan's hands is
about S30 million.
It depends whose hands it's in
A baseball in my hands is about P250
A baseball in Mark Mcquire's hands is
worth S25 million.
It depends whose hands it's in
A tennis racket is idle in my hands
A tennis racket in Rogers Federer's hands
is a Wimbledon Championship
It depends whose hands it's in
A rod in my hands will just tremble in fear
A rod in Moses' hands
will part the mighty sea
It depends whose hands it's in
A sling shot in my hands is a kid's toy
A slingshot in David's hands
is a mighty weapon
It depends whose hands it's in
Two fish and five loaves of bread in my hands
is just a couple of fish sandwiches
In God's hands it can feed thousands
It depends whose hands it's in
Nails in my hands might become a birdhouse
Nails in Jesus Christ's hands
will bring salvation for the entire world
It depends whose hands it's in
Life: A Matter of Perspective
A life without problems, oh, who doesn't want such? No bills to meet, no challenge to work, no illness in the family, absolutely zero worries. Is that possible? Maybe, but only under two circumstances I can think of. One, when we are six feet below the ground and two, when we have already lost our senses and had gone loony.
Nobody said life would be easy. It always brings us predicaments, in all shapes and sizes and we can just never live without them. The first challenge we must confront is HOW we should see the problem. Life is actually a matter of perspective: how we accept realities and how we deal with the inevitable. In our daily cycle, there are unexpected snags and hitches . As Murphy's Law suggests, when something is bound to happen, it will happen. The secret to serenity, as a writer shared, is to never argue with the inevitable. It is already there, now; let's roll up our sleeves and see how to go through this.
Yes, some ordeals are so complex that just thinking about them makes our knees grow weak. We can forego action, escape in the night and wake up in the morning with a heavy load. Or face them with a disposition that is open for maturity. As one writer penned: " all the problems become smaller if you don't dodge them, but confront them. Touch a thistle timidly and it pricks you; grasp it boldly, its spines crumble.
Paul Ferrini has wonderful thoughts about this fact of life: " Every lesson is a widening and deepening of consciousness. It is a stretching of the mind beyond its conceptual limits and stretching of the heart beyond its emotional boundaries. It is bringing of unconscious material into consciousness, a healing of past wounds and, discovery of new faith and trust "
Trials bring us to critical crossroads in the long and winding roads of life. They compel us to pause for a while, and choose which way to go next. We can look at our infirmities as a punishment from God or grab the chance to become wounded healers for others. We can be angry over the death of a beloved or we can celebrate the beauty of life with the living. We can be embittered by the mistakes of the past or we can be hopeful for the promise of the future. In every pain and problem we go through , we become fuller, more whole and learned persons.
Nobody said life would be easy. It always brings us predicaments, in all shapes and sizes and we can just never live without them. The first challenge we must confront is HOW we should see the problem. Life is actually a matter of perspective: how we accept realities and how we deal with the inevitable. In our daily cycle, there are unexpected snags and hitches . As Murphy's Law suggests, when something is bound to happen, it will happen. The secret to serenity, as a writer shared, is to never argue with the inevitable. It is already there, now; let's roll up our sleeves and see how to go through this.
Yes, some ordeals are so complex that just thinking about them makes our knees grow weak. We can forego action, escape in the night and wake up in the morning with a heavy load. Or face them with a disposition that is open for maturity. As one writer penned: " all the problems become smaller if you don't dodge them, but confront them. Touch a thistle timidly and it pricks you; grasp it boldly, its spines crumble.
Paul Ferrini has wonderful thoughts about this fact of life: " Every lesson is a widening and deepening of consciousness. It is a stretching of the mind beyond its conceptual limits and stretching of the heart beyond its emotional boundaries. It is bringing of unconscious material into consciousness, a healing of past wounds and, discovery of new faith and trust "
Trials bring us to critical crossroads in the long and winding roads of life. They compel us to pause for a while, and choose which way to go next. We can look at our infirmities as a punishment from God or grab the chance to become wounded healers for others. We can be angry over the death of a beloved or we can celebrate the beauty of life with the living. We can be embittered by the mistakes of the past or we can be hopeful for the promise of the future. In every pain and problem we go through , we become fuller, more whole and learned persons.
Whatever!!!!
People could be very harsh but oftentimes we allow them to control our lives. We live trying to please others and think much of what others would opine should we do one thing or the other. Worse, we sometimes apologize for having done something which was entirely right, only that it displeased others. Why we have come to this? Have we been reduced to low life forms, without a mind of our own and acting not because we deem it is true but because of the loud proddings of society?
Within us is the power to determine for ourselves the road we want and must take, the actions to make. People may seem things differently. If we desire nothing but to give in to their whims and pander at every demand, we will end up satisfying no one and losing ourselves in the process.
Have you ever commented on a person who wears an old school attire from head to toe that you don't like such"childish costume" and, this person replied that she did not wear such to gain your approval or anything close to it, but because she is comfortable wearing those? I myself once did. And I learned my lesson.
Life is not meant to impress others. Even Jesus Himself was abandoned by His friends amidst the loud chants of "crucfy Him." If we are to stand up for something we believe in, then we have to squarely face possible rejections and antagonists. There are always battle lines to be drawn and sometimes we may find ourselves alone. But the majority is not always right. The voice of the crowd may not always be the voice of God. We must never allow the noise from outside to distract us from listening to the voice inside.
At the end of our earthly vocation, we will not be asked how we fared in the scoreboard of others but of our actions aimed at serving His will.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Angels in Diguise
I woke up this morning feeling kind of blue
and I stumbled out of bed
and dragged my feet across the room.
Right oustide my front door was a rose
and a note the said, "Somebody loves you"
Then a soft white feather fell from nowhere.
and I stumbled out of bed
and dragged my feet across the room.
Right oustide my front door was a rose
and a note the said, "Somebody loves you"
Then a soft white feather fell from nowhere.
Out on the street it started to pour
and before I got soaking wet,
a total starnger ran to give me
the jasket off his back.
and before I got soaking wet,
a total starnger ran to give me
the jasket off his back.
I turned around to thank him
but he waved me with a smlie
I could hardly believe my eyes.
He has a bright halo and wings to fly
Take a look at the ordinay
Don't need to look for paradise
You could be next to
an angel in disguise!
A Call
During my last year in elementary, I enthralled myself in my studies for one great goal, to be part of the top five honor list. I was able to achieve it and as fruits of my efforts, I was one of the lucky students in Assumption granted with an academic scholarship thus, alleviating my parent's burdens in sustaining me in this school. I thought this was only a blessing. Actually it is, but also a key in discovering my mission.
All of the scholars were summoned to attend the meeting just this thursday as an introduction of what Gawad Kalinga is. This was a way for us to understand further the invitation to be stewards of God's kingdom. I was able to meet Jason Gonzales for the second time; first was during the leadership training. I was once more inspired by his speech. He told us that being part of this mission is a manifestation of one's love for her country. From him I understood that nationalism can be shown through sevice to our fellow countyrmen.
I now see the other reason of being one of the lucky scholars. It's not just only being spared from the tuition fees but also using this blessing to cultivate the arid lives of those whom we ostracized, treated as outcasts and ignored. It is the way to bring forth happiness amid the sufferings and sorrowness of the least, the last and the lost. It is a form of bravery by stepping out from my comfort zones and reach out to others. It is a call for movement towards progress!
All of the scholars were summoned to attend the meeting just this thursday as an introduction of what Gawad Kalinga is. This was a way for us to understand further the invitation to be stewards of God's kingdom. I was able to meet Jason Gonzales for the second time; first was during the leadership training. I was once more inspired by his speech. He told us that being part of this mission is a manifestation of one's love for her country. From him I understood that nationalism can be shown through sevice to our fellow countyrmen.
I now see the other reason of being one of the lucky scholars. It's not just only being spared from the tuition fees but also using this blessing to cultivate the arid lives of those whom we ostracized, treated as outcasts and ignored. It is the way to bring forth happiness amid the sufferings and sorrowness of the least, the last and the lost. It is a form of bravery by stepping out from my comfort zones and reach out to others. It is a call for movement towards progress!
Who am I?????
If I will make a survey to my classmates regarding on their impressions about me, for sure majority will say that I am the kind of girl who drowns herself in her studies, less time for leisure and the serious type of person. Others say I'm introvert. Well, there totally wrong! I have a lot of friends and we even have a clique.
What you don't know about me is my insanity. Yes, my insanity. You won't believe me but, it's really true. Well, I don't blame you for not believing because actually you won't see me acting crazy in the classroom and if you ask me to do so, I will only refuse.
What you don't know about me is my insanity. Yes, my insanity. You won't believe me but, it's really true. Well, I don't blame you for not believing because actually you won't see me acting crazy in the classroom and if you ask me to do so, I will only refuse.
Insanity strikes me during my private time. I neither get my book in Biology and study nor read a novel. I simply face the mirror, stare for few seconds and then go crazy. I either sing in a high pitch tone that for sure will crush your ears into pieces like a molecule or act any kind of role. Vain and stupid it appears, yet its the amusing truth about me that defines my big difference from others. So, what's your opinion? Is this really a fact or a fiction?
Reconciliation
O, brethrenI am with penury of heart;
beguiled by power,
enslaved by materialism,
twined with selfishness and vengeance.
Fraught of ecstacy and pride.
My soul is ponderous.
A decade to uproot the weeds,
to awake from somnolence,
to incinerate the wickedness.
With your saber,
burn down the palisade.
Oust thy apathy.
Defy the lure of sapphire.
Cure thy abyss of shame,
Resile the goodness.
A decade to uproot the weeds,
to awake from somnolence,
to incinerate the wickedness.
With your saber,
burn down the palisade.
Oust thy apathy.
Defy the lure of sapphire.
Cure thy abyss of shame,
Resile the goodness.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
You're the Result of Yourself
Don't blame anyone,
never complain of anyone or anything,
because basically you have made
of your life what you wanted.
Accept the difficulties of edifying yourself
and the worth of starting
to correct your character.
The triumph of the true man
arises from the ashes of his mistakes.
Never complain of your loneliness
or your luck.
Face it with courage and accept it.
Somehow,
they are the result of your acts and
it shows that you always win.
Don't feel frustrated of your own failures, neither unload them to
someone else.
Accept yourself now or you'll go on justifying yourself like a child.
Remember that any time is good to start
And that no time is so good to waste.
Don't forget that the cause of your present is your past,
As the cause of your future
will be your present.
Learn from the brave, from the strong,
From who doesn't accept situations
From who will live in spite of everything.
Think less of your problems
and more of your work.
Learn to arise from your pain,
and to be greater than the greatest
of your obstacles.
Look at the mirror of yourself
and you 'll be free and strong
And you'll stop being a puppet
of your circumstances.
For you yourself are your destiny.
Wake up and stare at the sun in the mornings
and breathe the sun of dawn.
You're part of the strength of your life now.
Rise up, fight, walk,
be sure and you'll win in life.
Don't confuse yourself with fate
for fate is the excuse of failures.
never complain of anyone or anything,
because basically you have made
of your life what you wanted.
Accept the difficulties of edifying yourself
and the worth of starting
to correct your character.
The triumph of the true man
arises from the ashes of his mistakes.
Never complain of your loneliness
or your luck.
Face it with courage and accept it.
Somehow,
they are the result of your acts and
it shows that you always win.
Don't feel frustrated of your own failures, neither unload them to
someone else.
Accept yourself now or you'll go on justifying yourself like a child.
Remember that any time is good to start
And that no time is so good to waste.
Don't forget that the cause of your present is your past,
As the cause of your future
will be your present.
Learn from the brave, from the strong,
From who doesn't accept situations
From who will live in spite of everything.
Think less of your problems
and more of your work.
Learn to arise from your pain,
and to be greater than the greatest
of your obstacles.
Look at the mirror of yourself
and you 'll be free and strong
And you'll stop being a puppet
of your circumstances.
For you yourself are your destiny.
Wake up and stare at the sun in the mornings
and breathe the sun of dawn.
You're part of the strength of your life now.
Rise up, fight, walk,
be sure and you'll win in life.
Don't confuse yourself with fate
for fate is the excuse of failures.
Lessons in Life
As I walk through life I've learned....
That you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.
That you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
That it's taking me a long time to
become the person I want to be.
That you can keep going long after you can't.
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.
That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship
is at first; the passion fades and there had better be
something else to take its place.
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it
needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.
That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but
That doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're
down will be the ones to help you get back.
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance.
It goes for one true love.
That just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences
you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do
with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
That your family won't always be there for you.
It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to
can take care of you and love you and teach you to
trust people again.
Families aren't biological.
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you
every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others,
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't
love each other. And just because they don't argue , it doesn't mean
they do.
That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret, it could change your life forever.
That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally
different.
That your life can be changed in a matter of minutes, by people
who don't even know you.
That even when you think you have no more to give, when a firend
cries out to you, you will find strength to help.
That credentials on the wall do not
make you a decent human being.
That the people you care about most
in life are taken from you soon.
That you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.
That you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.
That it's taking me a long time to
become the person I want to be.
That you can keep going long after you can't.
That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.
That either you control your attitude or it controls you.
That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship
is at first; the passion fades and there had better be
something else to take its place.
That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it
needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.
That money is a lousy way of keeping score.
That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.
That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but
That doesn't give me the right to be cruel.
That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're
down will be the ones to help you get back.
That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance.
It goes for one true love.
That just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences
you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do
with how many birthdays you've celebrated.
That your family won't always be there for you.
It may seem funny, but people you aren't related to
can take care of you and love you and teach you to
trust people again.
Families aren't biological.
That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you
every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.
That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others,
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
That just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't
love each other. And just because they don't argue , it doesn't mean
they do.
That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret, it could change your life forever.
That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally
different.
That your life can be changed in a matter of minutes, by people
who don't even know you.
That even when you think you have no more to give, when a firend
cries out to you, you will find strength to help.
That credentials on the wall do not
make you a decent human being.
That the people you care about most
in life are taken from you soon.
Friday, September 17, 2010
"PORTRAIT OF A FRIEND"
I can't give solutions to all life's problems doubts and fears
But, I can listen to you and together we can seek answers.
I can't change your past with all its heartache and pain,
nor the future with all its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet i can share in your laughter and joy.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make ,not to judge;
I can only support you,encourage you, and help you when you ask.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change , room to grow, room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you really are
I can only love you and be your friend.
But, I can listen to you and together we can seek answers.
I can't change your past with all its heartache and pain,
nor the future with all its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet i can share in your laughter and joy.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make ,not to judge;
I can only support you,encourage you, and help you when you ask.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change , room to grow, room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you really are
I can only love you and be your friend.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Secret of Youth
There are people who are full of serenity that they seem to live in an eternal springtime. Nothing annoys or troubles them; they are always calm, agreeable, patient and self-controlled.
Are these the people whom we call happy? Yes, and intelligent too: intelligent not because of talent or ability, but because they have acquired the precise slant on life.
They are the people who fight because life itself is a continuous battle and they carry their crosses without complaining because such is the will of God. They are the people who undertake great obligations, for the fulfillment of one's duty is the only preservative against the unrealities of imagination. And in carrying out their duty, they forget themselves in order to think only of others: they themselves have little need of anything because their life is uncomplicated. They forget their own immense worries in order to relieve the small troubles of others and they make light of their own serious sicknesses so as to nurse the mild indisposition of another.
And in doing so, they are surrounded by gratitude and affection. Thus they feel a sense of satisfaction that relieves the burdens of life. These are the people who never grow old: not even when their hair turns white. This the secret of youth!
Are these the people whom we call happy? Yes, and intelligent too: intelligent not because of talent or ability, but because they have acquired the precise slant on life.
They are the people who fight because life itself is a continuous battle and they carry their crosses without complaining because such is the will of God. They are the people who undertake great obligations, for the fulfillment of one's duty is the only preservative against the unrealities of imagination. And in carrying out their duty, they forget themselves in order to think only of others: they themselves have little need of anything because their life is uncomplicated. They forget their own immense worries in order to relieve the small troubles of others and they make light of their own serious sicknesses so as to nurse the mild indisposition of another.
And in doing so, they are surrounded by gratitude and affection. Thus they feel a sense of satisfaction that relieves the burdens of life. These are the people who never grow old: not even when their hair turns white. This the secret of youth!
Renewal of Heart
The keys are with me. I can stay in the dome of being just a kid forever. All the doors are locked and the windows closed; preventing myself from the exodus of a care-free life. Never will I put myself in the inception of hell. I'll never go out, never grow and never change. I belong in this zone until the last breath of my engine.
I am so secured that no one can trespass or break in my territory. Yet, I was such a fool. One clever man brought the onslaught of waves that destroyed the facade. He put up the fire in the furnace and reduced into ashes the whole infrastructure. I was able to get out and weave my way to escape. But, a bright light blurred my way. It was him following my tracks. He came near me and said," Look at yourself in this mirror." I felt the cold breeze of his breath the shattered my empty heart into pieces. I saw a vain reflection of myself.
He left. I paused and remained speechless for few minutes. Then, I knelt down. Blobs of tears flowed. So many realizations pierced me.
I imprisoned myself in the dome of apathy. I don't want to go out from my comfort zone. Yet, God bestowed freedom upon me. My soul was relieved and renewed. I am a whole new and fee person; a cause for a celebration.
I am so secured that no one can trespass or break in my territory. Yet, I was such a fool. One clever man brought the onslaught of waves that destroyed the facade. He put up the fire in the furnace and reduced into ashes the whole infrastructure. I was able to get out and weave my way to escape. But, a bright light blurred my way. It was him following my tracks. He came near me and said," Look at yourself in this mirror." I felt the cold breeze of his breath the shattered my empty heart into pieces. I saw a vain reflection of myself.
He left. I paused and remained speechless for few minutes. Then, I knelt down. Blobs of tears flowed. So many realizations pierced me.
I imprisoned myself in the dome of apathy. I don't want to go out from my comfort zone. Yet, God bestowed freedom upon me. My soul was relieved and renewed. I am a whole new and fee person; a cause for a celebration.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Coincidence
The bloody hostage drama is for sure a cliche to be a blog article. It is still the headline of newspapers, social networking sites, conversations and even international news. It is the worldwide bone of contention. I can't turn a deaf ear on it. It is idle to do such thing with all the hundreds of ceaseless mouth agape everywhere discussing this BIG issue. But, I would just like to share my opinion and reaction about it.
I was focused on my laSt homework so I could sleep early. Yet, I was interrupted when mom turned on the television and asked me to listen to the news. I heard my bones,turned to metallic form, collapsed all together after seeing the actual way of arresting the brother of the hostage taker, hearing the firing of bullets and seeing the rescued hostages weeping and with the trauma look. It was awful. It was still Monday but, my good mood shifted to a punched face saturated with deep sorrow.
No one expected, no one wanted the outcome of the hostage drama to be so intense that it eradicated eight lives. It seems coincidental since the inauguration of the president was held at Quirino Grandstand same with the hostage drama. This tragedy brings a sequel of problems which will be the start of the major challenges our president will face and ourselves included.
The fault of one is the fault of eveybody. There are many ways to help solve this problem. We should not just be seating in our comfort zones forever doing nothing at all. We're all involved. The problem with us, Filipinos, is that once a tragedy happened and the case is mainly centered on the victims and the government officials, we just talk about it and criticize over the mistakes of others. Let's not just adhere ourselves in just conversing with others about the issue. Let's do something in anyway to help.
I was focused on my laSt homework so I could sleep early. Yet, I was interrupted when mom turned on the television and asked me to listen to the news. I heard my bones,turned to metallic form, collapsed all together after seeing the actual way of arresting the brother of the hostage taker, hearing the firing of bullets and seeing the rescued hostages weeping and with the trauma look. It was awful. It was still Monday but, my good mood shifted to a punched face saturated with deep sorrow.
No one expected, no one wanted the outcome of the hostage drama to be so intense that it eradicated eight lives. It seems coincidental since the inauguration of the president was held at Quirino Grandstand same with the hostage drama. This tragedy brings a sequel of problems which will be the start of the major challenges our president will face and ourselves included.
The fault of one is the fault of eveybody. There are many ways to help solve this problem. We should not just be seating in our comfort zones forever doing nothing at all. We're all involved. The problem with us, Filipinos, is that once a tragedy happened and the case is mainly centered on the victims and the government officials, we just talk about it and criticize over the mistakes of others. Let's not just adhere ourselves in just conversing with others about the issue. Let's do something in anyway to help.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Five Chapters of Change
Chapter One 
I walk down the street.
There 's a hole in the sidewalk.
It is a very deep hole.
I fall in.. I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
Chapter Two
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole again in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in...again.
I can't believe I'm in the same place, but it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter Three
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in..it's a habit,but my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter Four
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter Five
I walk down another street
In life, we are so afraid to face changes. We fear because were not used to it and we want to stick on what we love though it is not good anymore. We pretend not to see the hole,yet we still fall. It is because change appproaches us and we need to undergo the process. The more we avoid it and resist it, the more it comes to us. Or, we will stay on that street untill we realize and try to reform our ways. Change could be drastic or sarcastic with us. But, life flows that way. It's part of the adventure. So. let's accept change us a method of growing and learning! Let's take it as a stepping stone!
I walk down the street.
There 's a hole in the sidewalk.
It is a very deep hole.
I fall in.. I am helpless.
It isn't my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
Chapter Two
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole again in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don't see it.
I fall in...again.
I can't believe I'm in the same place, but it isn't my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter Three
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in..it's a habit,but my eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
Chapter Four
I walk down the same street.
There's a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
Chapter Five
I walk down another street
In life, we are so afraid to face changes. We fear because were not used to it and we want to stick on what we love though it is not good anymore. We pretend not to see the hole,yet we still fall. It is because change appproaches us and we need to undergo the process. The more we avoid it and resist it, the more it comes to us. Or, we will stay on that street untill we realize and try to reform our ways. Change could be drastic or sarcastic with us. But, life flows that way. It's part of the adventure. So. let's accept change us a method of growing and learning! Let's take it as a stepping stone!
Spreading Sunshine
Cheerfulness is a duty we owe others. There are some people whose heart-warming smile, the sound of whose cheerful voice, whose every presence, seem like a ray of sunshine bringing happiness to others and relief to their agony.
Constant cheerfulness can only be acquired by constant unselfishness, and it arises from the determination to make ourselves cheerful.
Just as a flower opens its petals to the rising sun, so does the human heart expand and respond to kindness. If you wish to find your neighbor at his/her best, be kind to him/her. Even alarming people turn out to be nice if they are approaching in a friendly manner.
A kind, smiling face and a sunny temper scare away the sadness and disarm criticism. They radiate happiness and win friendship wherever they go.
So, let's wear a smile as we approach and deal with the life's steering wheel and to any people we will get to meet. No need of make-up. Simply smile- a gesture of love and cheerfulness that beats the stress and sadness!
Constant cheerfulness can only be acquired by constant unselfishness, and it arises from the determination to make ourselves cheerful.
Just as a flower opens its petals to the rising sun, so does the human heart expand and respond to kindness. If you wish to find your neighbor at his/her best, be kind to him/her. Even alarming people turn out to be nice if they are approaching in a friendly manner.
A kind, smiling face and a sunny temper scare away the sadness and disarm criticism. They radiate happiness and win friendship wherever they go.
So, let's wear a smile as we approach and deal with the life's steering wheel and to any people we will get to meet. No need of make-up. Simply smile- a gesture of love and cheerfulness that beats the stress and sadness!
Life's Clock
The clock of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop
At late or early hour
And no man has the power
To tell just where the hands will stop
At late or early hour
To lose one's wealth is sad indeed
To lose one's health is more
To lose one's soul is such a loss
As no man can restore
The present is our own
Live,love,toil with a will
Place no faith in tomorrow
For the clock may then be still
To lose one's health is more
To lose one's soul is such a loss
As no man can restore
The present is our own
Live,love,toil with a will
Place no faith in tomorrow
For the clock may then be still
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Haiku
Face carved by angels,
bestow relief as I gaze
For they give blithe soul
Cherish your Springtime
For Autumn daubs grief in me
As leaves bid farewell
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Two-Day Experience as an Usherette
Assumpt
ion Iloilo conducted an Open House in line with the month-long Centennial celebration. Approximately, 1,200 people came over. Students, parents, teachers, school people, walk-in guests and the alumni fall in long queue and registered for the campus tour facilitated by the high school usherettes.
I was one of the lucky chosen usherettes. Lucky because I was excused from my class for two days and I had the chance to show and tour the guests from pillar to post what Assumption really is behind all the negative issues and lies about our school.
For the first day of the Open House, our team ushered the group of parents until I only had one parent. I decided to separate myself from the group because the parent wants to be toured alone for she wanted to recall the memories wherein her eldest daughter was still studying in Assumption. I was blessed to tour her around because I saw my parents in her. I know my parents are having a hard time to sustain me in Assumption. Although the Assumption has a reputation that the tuition fees are indeed expensive, they believe that the school educates and transforms children very well. That's why they want me to finish my study in Assumption until high school.
Then, I was back to my group in the afternoon. Our group handled the grades 1 and 2 students of Central Elementary School. It was very tiring to tour them around. My gosh! The boost of their energy was really a blast. The moment we got out from the Information Area, they were all thunder struck because the campus was very wide. They started running due to excitement especially when are about to enter the Swimming pool. You would really see what they feel about our school because the moment they got in and got out of the campus, the smile on their face was pasted permanently until the time they went out of school. Some of them don't even want to leave because they were head over heels to our school. For them it was already a field trip.
On the next day, our group handled again the parents and the school people. I was again separated from my group because two BIR employees asked if they could skip the break and if I could tour them to the high school building to the last spot. I accepted their favor and I also skipped the break. One of them was an old high school student. Her name is Kristah. The other one has a relative in Assumption who is part of the faculty and staff. She is Eva. My experience with them was a two way process. They learned from me as I introduced the new face of Assumption. And, I learned from them especially from Kristah. She told me her experiences way back when she was in high school.
She named to me the places that they didn't use or were not yet constructed during her time such as the locker area which was before the high school canteen and the lockers were near the fourth year's rest room. She also said that the Casa Santa was not yet constructed. And the nuns were still settled in the Reflection Area. They also observed classes in high school. They were amazed because almost all the places in the campus are very convenient. They really commented on the Interactive White board and the OPAC System of the high school library that they are very high-tech.
We ate the snacks provided together in the refectory. They told me that they did not regret their decision to attend the Open House. They really enjoyed the tour and they felt blessed to be part of this event. They wish they could send their children in Assumption in the future because they indeed believed that Assumption education is a life-time investment.
I felt really lucky to be an usherette. I am very happy to know their feed backs and impressions of our school. I also realized after wondering why am I always separated from my group. It is because God gave me the opportunity to see how blessed I am for being able to study in Assumption. I felt afterwards that I was not literally an usherette. Yes, I facilitated the campus tour. But, I was also
like a visitor in tour as I saw and realized deeply that God bestowed me one of the best elements of life. It is having a better education!
ion Iloilo conducted an Open House in line with the month-long Centennial celebration. Approximately, 1,200 people came over. Students, parents, teachers, school people, walk-in guests and the alumni fall in long queue and registered for the campus tour facilitated by the high school usherettes.I was one of the lucky chosen usherettes. Lucky because I was excused from my class for two days and I had the chance to show and tour the guests from pillar to post what Assumption really is behind all the negative issues and lies about our school.
For the first day of the Open House, our team ushered the group of parents until I only had one parent. I decided to separate myself from the group because the parent wants to be toured alone for she wanted to recall the memories wherein her eldest daughter was still studying in Assumption. I was blessed to tour her around because I saw my parents in her. I know my parents are having a hard time to sustain me in Assumption. Although the Assumption has a reputation that the tuition fees are indeed expensive, they believe that the school educates and transforms children very well. That's why they want me to finish my study in Assumption until high school.
Then, I was back to my group in the afternoon. Our group handled the grades 1 and 2 students of Central Elementary School. It was very tiring to tour them around. My gosh! The boost of their energy was really a blast. The moment we got out from the Information Area, they were all thunder struck because the campus was very wide. They started running due to excitement especially when are about to enter the Swimming pool. You would really see what they feel about our school because the moment they got in and got out of the campus, the smile on their face was pasted permanently until the time they went out of school. Some of them don't even want to leave because they were head over heels to our school. For them it was already a field trip.
On the next day, our group handled again the parents and the school people. I was again separated from my group because two BIR employees asked if they could skip the break and if I could tour them to the high school building to the last spot. I accepted their favor and I also skipped the break. One of them was an old high school student. Her name is Kristah. The other one has a relative in Assumption who is part of the faculty and staff. She is Eva. My experience with them was a two way process. They learned from me as I introduced the new face of Assumption. And, I learned from them especially from Kristah. She told me her experiences way back when she was in high school.
She named to me the places that they didn't use or were not yet constructed during her time such as the locker area which was before the high school canteen and the lockers were near the fourth year's rest room. She also said that the Casa Santa was not yet constructed. And the nuns were still settled in the Reflection Area. They also observed classes in high school. They were amazed because almost all the places in the campus are very convenient. They really commented on the Interactive White board and the OPAC System of the high school library that they are very high-tech.
We ate the snacks provided together in the refectory. They told me that they did not regret their decision to attend the Open House. They really enjoyed the tour and they felt blessed to be part of this event. They wish they could send their children in Assumption in the future because they indeed believed that Assumption education is a life-time investment.
I felt really lucky to be an usherette. I am very happy to know their feed backs and impressions of our school. I also realized after wondering why am I always separated from my group. It is because God gave me the opportunity to see how blessed I am for being able to study in Assumption. I felt afterwards that I was not literally an usherette. Yes, I facilitated the campus tour. But, I was also
like a visitor in tour as I saw and realized deeply that God bestowed me one of the best elements of life. It is having a better education!
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Assumption turning 100
Usually, we celebrate our birthdays by having a party;inviting friends and relatives, receiving gifts and warm greetings and of course, the celebration is not complete without a cake. Yet, how does Assumption celebrate its birthday or foundation day?
July 15 2010-the big event. Hundreds of people filled Jaro Cathedral. I felt that the word, "Different", was eliminated from the dictionary. Despite of our differences such as in age,time and generation, there was no barrier because one thing we have in common is Assumption. Almost all participated in the singing of the Assumption school song. That moment showed the evidence that indeed the threads in us linked us and made us one fusion,Assumption.
There was no feeling of regret. Although the weather was very hot and humid, I didn't regret that I wore my gala. My mom spend a lot just to buy the whole set and I can only witness the celebration once because I know I can't reach the age when Assumption will become two hundred. Even my right foot was terribly in pain because of the high-heeled shoes, I still persisted. It didn't matter. Although I felt really exhausted, there was still a feeling of extreme burst of enthusiasm for I am so blessed to be part of this celebration.
My presence during the celebration is my life-long legacy to my beloved school,Assumption!
Bolt from the Blue
Holiday is a special event. What's so special about it? It is special because it is a detachment from heavy load of school work. People take this opportunity to rest, to hang-out, look for wild adventures or spend the day with their family. But, why was June 30 2010 declared a holiday? What's so special about it? Anyway, it is a great advantage because there's no class.
I don't like the new president. It is not because of the bone of contention such as the media or the rumors that state negative things about him. It is because my perception of him running as a president was due to his confidence bringing the name of his great parents. But,anyway, I watched his inaguaration. And, I admit that it was a good thing that I did because if I didn't, then what kind of Filipino citizen am I?
Unexpected! I was like shot several times. He hit me on the right target. There was like a hole in my heart. Yet, he filled it with new realizations and sewn it with thick threads. Now. my heart is back, circulating and beating. The blood rushed drastically again in a continuous motion. And, it caused my whole body to act in a reformed way.
Noynoy's inaguaral speech strucked me. It was direct to the bull's eye. I appreciated him for using Tagalog. It was simple and sincere. Yet, you would really feel the joined forces of his power and his parents while he was speaking. I was indeed astonished.
From his inagural speech, I gained trust in him. Now, I believed that he deserved to be on the seat and he could bring out the change in our country. The people gave you the steering wheel. But, you are not alone in the battlefield. We are your warriors and strength.
So, Filipinos, let's hit the road together with Noynoy!
I don't like the new president. It is not because of the bone of contention such as the media or the rumors that state negative things about him. It is because my perception of him running as a president was due to his confidence bringing the name of his great parents. But,anyway, I watched his inaguaration. And, I admit that it was a good thing that I did because if I didn't, then what kind of Filipino citizen am I?
Unexpected! I was like shot several times. He hit me on the right target. There was like a hole in my heart. Yet, he filled it with new realizations and sewn it with thick threads. Now. my heart is back, circulating and beating. The blood rushed drastically again in a continuous motion. And, it caused my whole body to act in a reformed way.
Noynoy's inaguaral speech strucked me. It was direct to the bull's eye. I appreciated him for using Tagalog. It was simple and sincere. Yet, you would really feel the joined forces of his power and his parents while he was speaking. I was indeed astonished.
From his inagural speech, I gained trust in him. Now, I believed that he deserved to be on the seat and he could bring out the change in our country. The people gave you the steering wheel. But, you are not alone in the battlefield. We are your warriors and strength.
So, Filipinos, let's hit the road together with Noynoy!
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
"An Hour with Mr. Gonzales"
I've been attending Leadership Seminars for almost five years already because I'm always elected as a class officer. It's like an old chestnut for me. Playing games, group activities, sharing of insights and giving of tokens. Same style, same way.
Mrs. Simpas said that we will be having a speaker who is an Assumption friend. It's quite different but still I think it's going to be boring and a waste of my time. I thought it's the Centennial year of Assumption? Isn't there going to be some amazing transitions?
I'm longing for something different. Something that will not lose my appetite of attending the seminar this year. I want it to be memorable. But anyway the more I expect, the more it won't happen. Too much expectations and wants lead to heavy frustrations.
Yet out of a clear sky, my expectations really happened. I enjoyed the Caterpillar and the Bridge-Building game. And at the same time, I also learned a lot of things from the speaker, Mr. Jason Gonzales, who is one of the councilors of Iloilo.
He shared to us his experiences of being a leader way back when he was a high school student. He defended a friend from a bully and he stood for the truth even when he was called "Baduy". It was kind of a dialogue between him and us, the audience. He asked us questions and we also responded through answering. He said that a leader must have courage and authenticity.
"What is the greatest temptation?", he asked. One from the audience said that it's chocolate. But, Mr. Gonzales emphasized that the greatest temptation is to be ordinary.
I believe on what he said. When you want to be ordinary, you want to have freedom-freedom to do the things you want regardless of its cause and effects to others. And, that's not what a leader should be. A leader must know his/her priorities and responsibilities. A leader must stand for the truth even people put you down or backbite you. I also learned my weaknesses as leader and from it I strive to be better.
It was really a great opportunity for me. I gained a clearer perception of the essence of leadership and a strong motivation to be an effective leader to my classmates. I will always cherish the lessons I learned from Mr. Gonzales. Related to what he said is Spiderman's line,"With great power,comes great responsibility.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
"My Father's Secret Recipe"
What does a father do? He usually drives the car, fixes broken stuff and carries heavy things. But, there are some instances that our fathers act in a peculiar way. Would you believe me if I tell you that my dad cooks Sinigang? It may not seem surprising for some. But, for me, it is very amusing.
I was sick of severe fever and coughing for three days. Mom was not around these days I longed for her tender care and relieving embrace. She went back to her hometown because her father died. In this case, she really has to leave.
My dad took care of me. He sent me to a doctor to be sure of my condition. He also had my lungs checked for X-ray. Good that he knows what to do when mom is mot around. But, the surprising and the unexpected thing is that he attempted to cook a soup for me for the first time. What would the soup taste like? Why did he really have to do it when he could just buy me a well-cooked soup from a restaurant?
At first I thought he did it as a matter of his pride to show me that he also knows how to cook. Yet, I was wrong for judging my dad. He did it for me because he cares for me and he wants to make me something special. He cooked me a Sinigang soup and it tasted good like the way mother did it.
I got well fast. I felt my body was recharged like a battery. My body was back to condition. And, I was very alive once more. All of these are due to my father's overflowing love and care for me. I really cherished the soup he cooked for me. It was a significant manifestation of a love of a father that whatever happens, he will do everything for the benefit of his daughter. And, indeed his love was the secret ingredient to his special recipe.
There's really nothing compared in this material world to a father's love!
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