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Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Monday, December 2, 2013
No week-ends?
The 7 Days of the Week
We go to school on...
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday;
on Saturday we stay at home to play;
on Sunday we go to church to pray.
...goes the Nursery Rhyme our preschool pupils recite everyday,
so that they'll always be aware on what is the day everyday.
They'll be asked "What day is today children?"
If they forget the teacher will give a clue
e.g. "it's the 3rd day of the week"
and they could answer all questions such as
"if today is wednesday what day is tomorrow"
or "if today is wednesday what day was yesterday?"
Preschoolers are sure that they have 5 weekdays
and 2 days week-end, it's a cycle they really enjoy...
Just realized, just realized now...
I have 7 days a week, yes, always...
but can't remember now when was the last time
did I have a week-end?
Oh...so there are 7 days a week
all week days and no more week-end?
for me?
Really....?
We go to school on...
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday;
on Saturday we stay at home to play;
on Sunday we go to church to pray.
...goes the Nursery Rhyme our preschool pupils recite everyday,
so that they'll always be aware on what is the day everyday.
They'll be asked "What day is today children?"
If they forget the teacher will give a clue
e.g. "it's the 3rd day of the week"
and they could answer all questions such as
"if today is wednesday what day is tomorrow"
or "if today is wednesday what day was yesterday?"
Preschoolers are sure that they have 5 weekdays
and 2 days week-end, it's a cycle they really enjoy...
Just realized, just realized now...
I have 7 days a week, yes, always...
but can't remember now when was the last time
did I have a week-end?
Oh...so there are 7 days a week
all week days and no more week-end?
for me?
Really....?
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
On giving up a life and still being alive
Many friends are inviting me to play Candy Crush Saga. Have no spare time just to try it much as I wanted to, so I really have no idea what this game is all about. Many times over I could just read some notifications that these friends gave life in Candy Crush Saga.
Been coming back to the doctor for 3 weeks now and not yet through with other necessary tests. This thing of frequent visits to the doctor is normal to others friends and family members whose been through this even at younger age, but the idealistic me who wants to grow old without synthetic medicines is in the state of denial, cannot accept the result of the first tests and is seeking for second opinion...
Everything's okay said the doctor, at age 53 the result of those tests are normal... and there are medicines to take for maintenance...
So it's normal to get sick at age 53! It's normal to take maintenance medicines...and for lifetime?
The stubborn (or skeptic?) me could not accept the logic.
Anyway, guess this is just a normal reaction of a resistant patient...who is about to become a regular visitor of the doctor (and wishing not).
Going back to Candy Crush Saga, I still don't play it, but I really get amused with notifications that my friends gave up life, and I would wittily tell myself I wish we could really do that...giving up life and still continue on living.
No joke now. I really wish I could give up a life, as many times as I can, and still continue to live...
...while there are so many things yet to be done.
Just one of my Soft Tough Thoughts...again.
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Been coming back to the doctor for 3 weeks now and not yet through with other necessary tests. This thing of frequent visits to the doctor is normal to others friends and family members whose been through this even at younger age, but the idealistic me who wants to grow old without synthetic medicines is in the state of denial, cannot accept the result of the first tests and is seeking for second opinion...
Everything's okay said the doctor, at age 53 the result of those tests are normal... and there are medicines to take for maintenance...
So it's normal to get sick at age 53! It's normal to take maintenance medicines...and for lifetime?
The stubborn (or skeptic?) me could not accept the logic.
Anyway, guess this is just a normal reaction of a resistant patient...who is about to become a regular visitor of the doctor (and wishing not).
Going back to Candy Crush Saga, I still don't play it, but I really get amused with notifications that my friends gave up life, and I would wittily tell myself I wish we could really do that...giving up life and still continue on living.
No joke now. I really wish I could give up a life, as many times as I can, and still continue to live...
...while there are so many things yet to be done.
Just one of my Soft Tough Thoughts...again.
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Friday, November 1, 2013
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Sunday, October 27, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Friday, October 4, 2013
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
The ultimate measure of a man is where he stands even nobody is with him...
A journey without load is not a journey at all.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
One's purpose is One's worth...
Should be minding my own business...
Ano ba ito heto na naman yung tendency in me na "gusto makialam sa hindi dapat pakialaman", guess just wanna post it here, baka may makapulot ng lesson, kahit unsolicited :-) May kasakay ako kanina sa jeep, a fair lady na may bitbit na "box of Red Ribbon Cake", sa gawing unahan sya naupo (likod ng driver) at pag upo ipinatong niya box of cake sa lap nya, for a while, then ibinaba si box of cake sa sahig, katabi ng basurahan ng jeep, the cake stayed there the whole trip from Cabanatuan to Fort Magsaysay, at saka lang nya kinuha sa sahig nung bumaba sya sa Purok1. Well it's none of my business baka sabihin nya, pero heto na naman yung compelling drive of the teacher inside that just want to tell...
Sa hospital when doctors and nurses attend to a patient specially in the operating room it's a rule not to place or put down their hands below the waistline level, their hands should be always held up at/above waistline, because there are lots of bacteria/germs below the waistline level.
The same principle applies in handling and storage of food, it's a big No below the waistline, much No on the floor. It really makes me sad to see a lot of people out there do not know this...
Should be minding my own business really, my apology. It's just one of my Soft Tough Thoughts.
Sa hospital when doctors and nurses attend to a patient specially in the operating room it's a rule not to place or put down their hands below the waistline level, their hands should be always held up at/above waistline, because there are lots of bacteria/germs below the waistline level.
The same principle applies in handling and storage of food, it's a big No below the waistline, much No on the floor. It really makes me sad to see a lot of people out there do not know this...
Should be minding my own business really, my apology. It's just one of my Soft Tough Thoughts.
in la union there's strenght...
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
The Phil. Flag over a casket
I
live in Barangay Militar, Fort Magsaysay, Palayan City for 31 years now. As the name of the barangay implies, it is a
home to mostly military men. Barangay
Militar was a part of the Military
Reservation until the Presidential Proclamation No. 709 on March 26, 1991 of
then President Corazon C. Aquino excluding
Barangay Militar from the Military Reservation.
Every house here was originally a home to a soldier, they were the first
occupants here and their families grew at the present. Today there are many
civilians living here, children and grandchildren of retired soldiers, yet
mostly are still military men for many children joined the Armed Forces too,
and many females were married to soldiers too. People here were like one big
family, treated everybody with great respect, each one called the elders “uncle
and auntie” although they are not blood related. This trait is still practiced
today and hopefully it will be passed on to coming generations. So when one
dies in Barangay Militar, it is like a distant relative have died.
When a retired or active soldier
dies, a Phil. Flag will be draped over the casket during the funeral. Many
times over, when we come to the wake of a soldier, we would notice the wrong
display of the flag over the casket, and many times over we have experienced
calling the attention of the family regarding the wrong display of the flag. We
could not just ignore the mistake in front of our eyes, the teacher inside of
us is always compelling to make the call, of due respect to the flag itself and honor to the dead. My apology, I don't mean any offense.
The mistake would be understandable
if the bereaved family are all civilians and not so sure of the proper display
of Phil. Flag over the casket, but it is very much surprising that even the bereaved military children themselves would encounter the same mistake, and insist on the
wrong display of the flag. Again my apology, no offense meant, really!
I
could not find a better explanation on this to reconcile such mistake, than to
understand that when a loved one dies, the bereaved family would be left in a great
lost, and I mean in great lost really, disorganized, cannot think properly, in
a state of denial, unsure of everything, cannot accept suggestions and that
includes even on the proper display of flag. I even think that it’s their way
of refusal to believe that their loved one died, for when they will display the
flag correctly they’ll have to acknowledge the realization of the death of their loved
ones.
Who would know? Everyone of us has
our own way of coping mechanism…
As I have said, the teacher inside
is always compelling to make the call, not really on the mistake of improper display of the flag, but on due respect to our flag itself and honor to the dead. I
choose to illustrate here the FUNERAL
PICTURES of the late former President Corazon C. Aquino, and the late former AFP Chief of Staff and Defense Secretary Angelo T. Reyes both I got from the Internet. The easiest gage to remember and never to
commit mistake in the display of Phil. Flag over the casket is that “ THE RED
COLOR WHICH IS THE COLOR OF THE BLOOD SHOULD BE ALIGNED WITH THE HEART, TO THE
LEFT OF THE DECEASED” (and not of the observer).
The funeral procession of the late former President Corazon C. Aquino.
The funeral of the late former AFP Chief of Staff and Defense Secretary Angelo T. Reyes.
(photos taken from the Internet)
ADDENDUM:
THE PHILIPPINE
FLAG CODE
14. The Flag shall never be used as a
staff or whip, or covering for tables, or curtain for doorways.
However, the Flag may be used by the
Armed Forces to cover the casket of their honored dead, which include civilians who had
rendered services in the Army, Navy, or civil office of great responsibility. The white triangle of the sun and stars will cover the head end of the
casket, the blue stripe to the right, the red to the left of the deceased, with
both colors evenly divided on each side of the casket. The Flag should
never be lowered to the grave or allowed to touch the ground, except as authorized under Republic Act No. 3934. Wreaths
of flowers should not be placed on
top of a flag-shrouded casket. A cross may be placed over the flag as a symbol
of “God above Country.”
Soldiers and exceptional civilians did the right thing in serving the nation. When they die, with all due respect, let us put the Phil. Flag over their casket right. After all, not everybody could have that great honor. I don’t mean any offense here, really…! It’s just one of my plain Soft Tough Thoughts.
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Patunog daw o...
Dami pa ring ganito sa likod, halos buong trunk natatakpan na ng bunga, and i wonder kung ano ang pwedeng gawin sa sandamakmak na bungang ito. Ask ni Pia "lola pwede ba natin gawin itong patunog?" "Anong patunog?" I asked, sagot nya "e di chime". ha ha pati mga apo ko gusto magcontribute sa pagkahaling ng lola sa windchime.
The New Kid in Town
Nang idating sa bukid ang lalaking kambing na ito, sya ay pinagkaguluhan at pinagkatuwaan dahil sa ibat ibang kulay ng kanyang balahibo, at tingnan ang buhok nya, parang nagpahairdo muna.
pati mga manok at aso talaga tinitigan sya, parang isang royalty na galing sa ibang bansa.
(photo@JeranseFarm)
O baka naman hindi feel ng new kid in town na ito ang mga dinatnan, baka tingin nya he don't belong here. Naku hirap ng ganun ha?
Reflections: One who knew he belongs will stand all the test of time.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
Bukid Paradise pa rin...
Moody Gloomy ME...
Bukid na devastated - paradise pa rin, kahit nasira ng mga bengbeng, manok, ibon pati daga. Mga nilalang din ng Diyos, mga nilalang na may karapatan mabuhay na makapritso din, nung nakatikim ng dragon fruit grabe, ayaw na lumubay.
Kung marunong lang ako magpinta nagawa ko sana maipinta ito during its glorious years, para maipreserve ko ang memory ng farm na pinagbuhusan ko ng panahon, lakas at ganda.
Siguro mas mapapangalagaan ko ang painting kahit pawala na ang aking dating lakas, hindi tulad ngayon wala na yata ako lakas o kakayahan para imaintain ang bukid na akala ko magiging paradise sa pagtanda ko.
Ngayon ko higit na naapreciate ang painting, kaya pala lalong namamahal habang tumatagal...
painting is putting into canvass and preserving what has been there before, in your sight and in your mind...
kung hindi masisira ang painting it will be an immortal showcase ng laman ng ating puso.
Anyway we can always settle for something less if we have no choice, kung wala nga painting ano ginagawa ng pictures?
(LettuzWakenSy's photos@jsfarm)
To settle for something less or stop for a while...ang hirap nun ... lalo na pag alam mo it should not be...
Ngayon ko higit na naapreciate ang painting, kaya pala lalong namamahal habang tumatagal...
painting is putting into canvass and preserving what has been there before, in your sight and in your mind...
kung hindi masisira ang painting it will be an immortal showcase ng laman ng ating puso.
Anyway we can always settle for something less if we have no choice, kung wala nga painting ano ginagawa ng pictures?
(LettuzWakenSy's photos@jsfarm)
To settle for something less or stop for a while...ang hirap nun ... lalo na pag alam mo it should not be...
Monday, July 15, 2013
Character is one's true wealth...
Balik kami sa Macatbong sunday afternoon to see our Bebot/Beth and EJ, the Bitancol, Balbin and Dizon family. Marami ang dumating to console them over their loss sa nangyaring sunog ng friday ng gabi.
Introduction to the sermon of Rev. Cleto:
Health is wealth;
if you lose your health, you lose something;
if you lose your character, you lose everything.
Nasunugan man sila hindi kasama character nila, lahat nga material nawala sa kanila, nailigtas lamang mga sarili nila,at sa nawala sa kanila mas nakita nila kung ano ang higit na meron sila.
Comforting messages...
Introduction to the sermon of Rev. Cleto:
Health is wealth;
if you lose your health, you lose something;
if you lose your character, you lose everything.
Nasunugan man sila hindi kasama character nila, lahat nga material nawala sa kanila, nailigtas lamang mga sarili nila,at sa nawala sa kanila mas nakita nila kung ano ang higit na meron sila.
Comforting messages...
Saturday, July 13, 2013
dearest blog, have something to tell you...
Grabe! Alam nyo yung feelings na after a week's tedious work ay talaga natulog ka mabuti, tapos paggising late on saturday morning laptop muna ang hinarap, konting blog muna magpakondisyon saka magbebreakfast at aarangkada sa trabaho, tapos maaalala mo cellfon mo na nasa bag mo hindi mo pa nailalabas since the previous day na galing ka sa meeting, tapos mababasa mo may message ka pala from your dear sister-in-law na nasunog ang bahay at buong compound nila last night at around 9:00pm, saka past 7:00am the following morning mo na nabasa ang distress call nya...grabeee, grabe yung ganung moment na gusto mo na bumiyahe na kahit di ka pa man lang nakakapagwash pa, o kaya lumipad na kung pwede lang.
We're happy to see Beth/Bebot and the Bitancol family safe, at least no one was hurt. Everything was burned, as Ate Nita said..old and new,owned and borrowed, all went to ash. Material things went to ash yes, but not their character and strength..
I am reflecting, asking the Lord and my inner self why I haven't felt the slightest intuition last night that there was something wrong going on?
Ganun kaya talaga ang nagkakaedad na? Numbness of hands up to the shoulders, even of the scalp, we blame it to age and overwork. Does it follow that numbness of the spirit, intuition or sensitivity come with age?
I pray the Lord I want something back, yung dating malakas na intuition or mental telepathy, yung dati na nasesense mo agad if there is something wrong nangyayari sa mahal mo sa buhay kahit malayo sila and when you call up you'll find na tutuo nasesense mo.
Signal, signal of the spirits, humihina ba? Nadadaig ba ng signal ng networks & technology? Heto na naman ako, naeewan na naman, buti na lang may bago akong best friend na very accomodating sa aking pagkaewan, itong aking dearest blog, my new found friend.
We're happy to see Beth/Bebot and the Bitancol family safe, at least no one was hurt. Everything was burned, as Ate Nita said..old and new,owned and borrowed, all went to ash. Material things went to ash yes, but not their character and strength..
I am reflecting, asking the Lord and my inner self why I haven't felt the slightest intuition last night that there was something wrong going on?
Ganun kaya talaga ang nagkakaedad na? Numbness of hands up to the shoulders, even of the scalp, we blame it to age and overwork. Does it follow that numbness of the spirit, intuition or sensitivity come with age?
I pray the Lord I want something back, yung dating malakas na intuition or mental telepathy, yung dati na nasesense mo agad if there is something wrong nangyayari sa mahal mo sa buhay kahit malayo sila and when you call up you'll find na tutuo nasesense mo.
Signal, signal of the spirits, humihina ba? Nadadaig ba ng signal ng networks & technology? Heto na naman ako, naeewan na naman, buti na lang may bago akong best friend na very accomodating sa aking pagkaewan, itong aking dearest blog, my new found friend.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
July 7, 2013 (sunday afternoon), a humbling and blessed day for us...
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| Bishop Lito C. Tangonan with Col. Saclolo and Bro. Boyet |
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| and with Pastor Javier |
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| the devastated dragon fruit farm |
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| the culprits of the devastation |
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| With Jesse, the spoiler of the culprit bengbengs. Hayaan daw tikman ng mga bengbeng lahat ng tanim, nilalang din daw sila ng Diyos, after all di naman daw kayang ubusin ng bengbeng ang mga tanim. |
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| native basil, hmmnn..nice soothing smell |
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| and sweet basil from Taiwan, the only shrub that survived from the bengbengs |
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| soon to be a zen garden... |
July 7, 2013 (sunday) - We behold this day, that the Bishop of AIM-Pil Bishop Lito C. Tangonan and company (Col. Saclolo and Pastor Javier) set foot on our farm. It was a surprise visit. Our farm was devastated by the bengbengs and due for rehabilitation. Much as we dont want others to see our farm in this condition till we made its recovery, we're nonetheless humbled and blessed by the visit. We know this farm will prosper for us as well as for other's too, 7x fold, 70x fold and 700x fold just as the Bishop and company sang so...
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