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Remembering Mother on this Chirstmas

19 Apr

A mother who is looking and waiting for her loving mother.

What is Christmas season without your loving and caring mother? Do you know that every part of a single mother worth more than a million? Let me explain its value.

Your Head

As a single mother, you used the top of your head to carry a bundle of newly harvested rice grains for meal; a bundle of firewood for cooking or a basin of Anchovy fish for selling.  You also used your head to think wisely and find right solutions for the daily problems.

Your Eyes

As a single mother, you kept your eyes to your children for their safety. You used your eyes to discipline your children. Eyes that maybe big and wide; on-focus or understanding and kind-looking to your concern. Sleepless nights in times of sickness of your children just to ensure they were safe.

Your Nose

As a single mother, you used your nose if the newly laundry clothes were smelled pleasant and if the children were smelled stinky already and they need to take a bath.

Your Ears

As a single mother, you used your ears to listen to your children and grandchildren’s amazing stories. Through your ears, you heard the sound of the roosters in the early morning wherein you rise from bed instantly to fetch up water for daily consumption.

Your Mouth

As a single mother, you used your mouth to give pieces of advice to your children and grandchildren. You taught them the right things and told them to become nice and hardworking person with brighter dreams in life.

Your Shoulder

As a single mother, you used your shoulder to carry the “Buli” bag or “Pandan” bag with fruits and vegetables inside when going home after the whole-day work in the rice field.

Your Breast

As a single mother, you breastfed your young children regularly so that they will grow healthy someday and free from any kind of illnesses.

Your Heart

As a single mother, you provided unconditional love to your children and grandchildren. You have a big heart too to your parents, brother, sisters, nephews, nieces, husband and in-laws. You knew how to accept and how to forgive persons. You really loved them so much.

Your Arms

As a single mother, you used your arms to strongly uproot the rice seedlings, transplant them on rice fields and harvest the rice grains after a few months.  You used your strong arms to pound and manually mill the greener rice grains up and down then filter them using “Bilao” to make it into whiter rice grains.

Your Hands

As a single mother, you used your hands to prepare “Buli” or “Pandan” fibers, weave and design them properly into a local mat for sale. You used your hands to catch fishes along  the shallow river and pick up shells on the shoreline with your siblings and children. You used your hands to wash the clothes of your children and grandchildren then press these clothes after drying. You used your hand to put the wet face towel on his/her forehead when he/she has fever. You used your hands too in giving foods to the very young children and elderly people around you.

Your Waist

As a single mother, either be sunny day or rainy day, you bent your waist the whole day while planting rice seedlings on the rice fields for a little payment or non-monetized payment of your labor instead, work exchange.

Your Hips

As a single mother, you sit on your hips almost the whole night just to weave and finish intentionally the local mat so that you can sell it then later buy some foods for your children, grandchildren and sister.

Your Legs

As a single mother, you used your legs in walking distantly about two kilometers away from your home to your work place and do the same routine when going home from work place to your home. Your legs consumed all the energy reserved in walking after the whole-day work. You also walked in going to the church to attend Holy Mass with your sisters on Saturday evening regularly. You bent your knees whenever you pray.

Your Feet

As a single mother, you used your feet not only to separate the greener rice grains from its husk but also to clean up the house floor. You used your feet to stand up firmly against all tough moments that trying to bring you down but they fail. You courageously stood still and never give up.

Thus, for this special day wherein everybody celebrates the Christmas season and for this special occasion wherein every member of the family comes together, what is a Christmas season without your loving and caring mother? What is Chirstmas season without her presence?












Lifelong Valuing of Teachers

4 Oct

How do we value teachers? How do we appreciate and recognize them? I hope all of these are not limited in the school setting but in our very own simple little ways from the day-to-day basis starting from their superiors down to their learners. They really deserve such kind of valuing, appreciation and recognition beyond their expectations.

Teacher I

To my elementary teachers, you taught me the basics of education.  I learned how to read with comprehension, listen carefully, write legibly, speak clearly and count correctly.

To my high school teachers, you explained me the academics. I learned the basic subjects and electives. I learned the how’s and why’s of certain phenomena.

To my college professors, you taught me how to apply certain things. I learned how to grow professionally.  I learned how to teach the youth.

To my graduate professors, You taught me to understand beyond unexpected things.  I learned how to become a professional and well-experienced teacher with distinctions throughout the decades.

Teacher II

To my aunt, Indo Simay. You taught me the essence of helping others. You showed me the values of patience, love and care specially to our own family and relatives. You reminded me the power of prayers and strong faith to God. You had been my second parent when my real parents stayed with the families of my brothers and sisters farther away from our hometown.

Teacher III

To my parents, Guillermo and Teofila.  You were my very first teachers.  You taught me the true meaning of life. You guided me towards righteousness.  I learned good and right things from you. I treasured most the core values in life that you shared with me. In spite of everything, I learned how to succeed by myself without putting anybody down.  You were great mentors too. You mentored me how to understand life, to help others and love one another. I learned how to show concern with the elders, sick people and less fortunate citizens.

Master Teacher 

To God, You are my Master Teacher.  You are the greatest teacher I have ever known. I do worship and praise You most.  I give all the glory on You. I do appreciate all the things the You created and provided for me. I would like to thank You for giving me dedicated and committed classroom teachers as well as very loving. caring parents, relatives and friends.

Happy Teacher’s Day!

Sulat para kay Nanay

19 Aug


Mahal kong Nanay,

Kumusta na po kayo? Sana datnan kayo nitong sulat ko na nasa mabuti kayong kalagayan . Batid po namin na naging mabuti kayong ina sa aming mga magkakapatid at lola sa inyong mga apo at apo sa tuhod.  Alam po namin kung gaano kayo kadakila bilang isang ina at lola.  Naaalala  po ba ninyo noong araw habang itinataguyod ninyo ang inyong pamilya kaakibat si tatay? Malaki po ang sakripisyo ninyo sa amin. Simula noong kami ay nasa inyong sinapupunan pa  lamang hanggang sa kami ay nagsilaki na.  Itinaguyod ninyo po kami ng matiwasay, may pagmamahal at pagsisikap sa buhay. Binigyan ninyo po kami ng magagandang pangaral sa buhay at magkaroon ng pananalig sa Diyos.  Lubos po namin kayong pinasasalamatan sa lahat ng mga bagay na ito.

Kaya habang kami ay nasa inyong mga panangin; habang ang sinasabi namin ay inyo pa pong naririnig at naiintindihan; habang tayo po ay magkakasamang tumatawa sa mga makasaysayan at makabuluhang kuwento ninyo sa buhay at mga bagay-bagay na may kapupulutan ng aral sa buhay; nais po namin ipaalam sa inyo na hindi kami magsasawa na makinig sa inyo.  Hindi po kami magsasawa na alagaan kayo sa inyong pagtanda.  Hindi po namin kayo iiwanan at pababayaan. Handa naming ibigay ang buo naming oras sa inyo sa kabila ng lahat. Mahal na mahal po namin kayo.  Ipinagdarasal po namin kayo na sana lagi kayong malusog upang magkakasamasama pa po tayo ng mahabang panahon. Mag-ingat po kayo palagi at naway patnubayan kayo ng Diyos.

Nagmamahal at nagpapasalamat,

Mga Anak at Apo

A Happy Father’s Month

26 May

A Happy Father’s Month.

A Happy Father’s Month

26 May

In relation to the death anniversary of my father this May 27 (Memorial Day) and wonderful celebration of the Father’s Day,  I would like to pay tribute to him for being a great father.  I was born without a father figure in our family.  My parents got separated when my mother was in 3 month-pregnant on me.  My father had second family but still he did not forget to visit us about once or twice a year.  I did not know him before.  I thought he was just only a family guest visiting us.  When my father visited us, my older sister next to me excitedly and happily went to him and kiss his hand as a sign of respect.  If he arrived and I am playing, I just continued playing and say to my sister, “Your father arrives.”   I did not know that my father had talked to my sister asking help for introducing him to me as my father.  One day, after my father enrolled me in high school as freshman, he took me to a restaurant. We ate together.  That was the moment when he got the chance to introduce himself to me.  He said, “Do you know me?’ I could not answer quickly.  I am just looking at him.  Then, he continued, “I am your father.”  I could not imagine his feelings and emotions that time but he had the courage to say it to me.   I could not describe how I feel that time at the age of 12.  I felt I had already a complete family even I know only just a couple of hours because he should go back to his work and second family which is too far from us.  He accompanied me to buy school things that I need  and buy fresh foods in the wet market.  We went back home together and have a good lunch with my mother and other family members.  Before he departed and said goodbye, it was the first time that I kissed his hand as a sign of respect to my father.

I was a high school junior when I got sick badly.  I had been seen by the medical doctor, people using natural medicines but my health condition was getting worse.  I having a high fever then chilly temperature.  I got diarrhea and throwing up.  I got lose weighs in just few days.  I was absent for more than a week already in school. I remembered that week was our school exams of all subjects.  My mother was so bothered and worried about me.  She could not work, eat and sleep well.  My father who was living and working too far can cure or heal somebody who is sick.   His background career was in military but he had a special ability to cure some illnesses.  I knew and witnessed it personally.  So I requested to my mother to telegraph my father immediately.  Early morning the following day, my father rushed into our house and cured me with his prayers and certain medicinal herb extracts.  He really rescued my life.  I thought I would die that early age.

When I got a chance to live with my father when I started to go into college, he treated me fairly with his second family.  We never had any conflicts while living with them in spite of my father’s condition that was one-blind eye due to the call of duty as a great policeman and one-amputated leg due to diabetes.  He was no longer working in the hospital that time as a security guard but he was still earning a living for us and well-known in their community as an herbal doctor.

He was a loving father who is ready to provide the family needs.  I never saw my father having arguments or conflicts with my mother.  They settled down certain conflicts nicely and appropriately. My father was also a great singer and dancer during his times.  Because of his talents, he was frequently invited by some local politicians in fiestas and other special occasions such as weddings just to entertain the guests through his traditional songs and dances.

Although we had bonded together for a very short time but the quality time that he gave for his families that matters most to me.  I understand him. I felt his love and presence as a father to all of us regardless of distance, family status and life challenges.

We really miss you, Tatay. We love you so much.  Happy Father’s Day to all.

Aging Mother

3 May

Our mother is the greatest person that we ever known in the world. She is our role model of traditions, family values and love.  Our mother devotes her entire life and sacrifices many things for the welfare of her family.  Our mother makes sure that all of her children are always in good condition with or without her husband’s support.  But what if our mother is getting old now, does she deserve to be cared for her needs? Absolutely Yes, it is our obligation as her children to take good care of her to the rest of her life.  What does an aging mother need?  Just like what a baby needs, let us consider the most essential things below.

Aging mother needs daily basic needs.

Our mother needs nutritious foods to sustain healthy life.  She needs clean clothes, bed sheets and blankets.  Our mother needs a family home and living together with her own children.  She feels happy with her own children and grandchildren.

Aging mother needs medical help and healthy habits.

Our mother needs the help of a medical doctor to monitor her health regularly as she gets older.  She needs to practice healthy habits like personal hygiene, enough sleep, getting fresh air and does simple physical exercises daily.

Aging mother needs our time.

Providing the basic needs for our mother is not enough, she needs also our precious time with her.  No matter how busy we are, no matter how poor or wealthy we are, we as her children should provide a quality time with her.  Our mother wants us to listen to her stories frequently.  She also listens to the stories that we want to share with her.  Quality bonding time is necessary to cherish the good memories with our mother as she lives with us.  Try to take a walk with her in a very awesome and wonderful environment.  Talk to your mother with all your heart and let your mother feels that you really love her very much.

Aging mother needs you

Do you know how important you are to your mother? You are so important to her.  Do not ever leave the opportunity to take good care of your mother.  Because if you will ignore this kind of opportunity to your mother, you do not know what will happen next.  Time comes that you cannot ever hear her voice and stories.  You cannot ever hear her advises.  You cannot ever see her smiling and laughing with your funny jokes. No more mother to receive your Mother’s Day greeting card.  No more mother to wake you up in the morning.  No more mother to prepare your favorite meals. You cannot ever hug and comfort her with your loving arms. You cannot ever go together again to the church, shopping malls, birthday parties, beaches, fiestas and other special occasions.  Definitely, you will really miss her presence.

Therefore, what are you waiting for? It is not too late. Act now.  Wherever you are, always remember your dearest mother.  Have a “Happy Mother’s Day!”

What is Love?

3 Feb

Love is only a four-letter word but can describe more than four hundred words. It is a simple word but meaningful to everybody. Love is a kind of feeling just like other feelings which manifests by one’s emotion, gesture or action towards a person, certain thing, work or a place and even uncertain thing brought about by the person’s beliefs, attitudes and practices. Love is not only celebrated during the month of February but it should be shared throughout the years.

Love is a Feeling

Love is said to be a feeling in the sense that there is an inter-relatedness of cause and effect.  It is more than an attraction. Sometimes you deeply in love because there are certain attributes or characteristics which you love most rather than like it. For instance, you love that person regardless of age, sex, ethnicity, socio-economic status, cultural background or sometimes your relationship because you perceive that person unique and stands out among the rest as far as good personality is concerned. The cause in this sense is the qualities of this person that you perceived while the effect is the love that gradually developed on you.  Your Divine love to the Almighty One is also developed because of your faith.

God’s Love

God’s love is incomparable and unconditional one.  God created the world for His people.  God created you for a purpose. That is to take good care of His creation and be responsible to it.  He gave you life that you enjoy now.  He provided you things that you need. God shows His love not only for a few of us but to all of us.  He said “Whatever you do to the least of my brother, you do it unto Me.”

People’s Love

People love shows in various types and levels.  People love their families .  They do whatever the best that they can for their family. Different countries have their own legal laws in recognizing a family.  Various debates and protests have been going on in some parts of the world for family issues and concerns.  Other government and non-government agencies come up with a long-term plan or possible alternative solutions.  However, this scenario happens may be because of love that exists on them.  It is common to them to love one another.

Love of Other Things

People love other things such as their pets, work or job, money, house, business, cars and innovative gadgets like smartphones, places that they had visited and important events in their lifetime.  We know that these things are important to you. However, have extra-careful because you can only owe these things temporarily.  You have to use them wisely and learn to share your blessings to less fortunate ones who do not have these things that you really enjoy at present.

Don’t Just Be A Dreamer

20 Jan

This was my article before going to the United States of America on March 10, 2010.

December 20, 2008

“Don’t just be a dreamer……. but be a doer too.” How could you figure out a young boy who came from a broken family and very poor family who tried to overcome his own struggles in life?
My parents were already separated before I was born. I did not have father figure in our house. We did not have any real properties. We rented the lot from our neighbor and our house is made up of light materials only and no electricity at all. I studied my lesson in a dim light of lamp. My mother, as a single parent worked so hard just to support her own family. She worked in the farm during daytime and weaved mats in the evening. She was still awake at 3 o’clock in the morning. There were times that she got unpaid from farm works and insulted publicly. It had been a number of times that our family degraded, deprived and discriminated. It was very difficult to be poor. During weekends, she sold mats and vegetables in the market. She got laundry clothes from our neighborhood when farm works were not available. We were always looking for our firewood, rice and food everyday. We did not have money even for our transport which made all of us to walk back and forth several kilometers away from poblacion to the barrio every time we went there for work. I did not have enough money when I was elementary and high school to support my studies. At the age of 10, I was an ice buko vendor already. I did help our family in household chores and in selling vegetables in the market. My father with his own family had physical disabilities. He had artificially-made eye due to work-related incident when he was a policeman. He had also amputated leg due to diabetes. I started to recognize my father when I was in high school because he offered help for my tuition fees in high school. I realized their hardships in raising our family; putting up things together and solving various problems. However, I retained myself in the first section of the class since elementary up to high school. I participated in some extra-curricular activities in the school.
After graduation in high school, I cried when I could not continue my studies in college because my father got sick already and my mother could no longer support me. I remembered when she said one time, “Just cut my body into pieces and sell it” “So that you have something to support for your studies” She was crying too. I cried because I got 92% general average in NCEE but I cannot enroll in college and all my classmates in the first section will go to college for the coming year. First, I took a free 6-month training of typing course which was sponsored by the Roman Catholic Church. In the afternoon, I did tutoring to graders in exchange of “sweet potatoes” as snacks and little amount of money from our neighborhood. Besides, I had to take good care of our vegetable garden so that we have something to eat. After graduation in the vocational course, that was the time that I should to look for a better job that can provides our daily needs. But there was another problem, how could I leave my 75 year-old aunt who stayed in our house for several years to help my mother in raising our family and she had never been married. I took good care my aunt since she got an illness. Do I take good care my physically-ill aunt through her entire life or to pursue my plans in life? It was a very difficult decision.
At last, I decided to look for a job. I just my visited my aunt one or twice a year. I had been a houseboy then a fresh meat, fish, and vegetable vendor in Meycauayan then a cigarette, candies and plastic vendor in Olongapo City then a gasoline boy in Zambales then a factory worker of school supplies in Novaliches and finally, a textile worker in Meycauayan. When I had got my regular appointment that was the time that I have to start my plans again. While working in the textile, I did enroll in Meycauayan College. I never forget to support our family in terms of financial assistance even I was studying while working. Meycauayan College was the nearest college that convenient for me in terms of financial matters, distance travel and time management. This was the institution I thought that can give me a college diploma and a quality education. My expectation was really true. Even I would like to take medicine course that time but I did not have huge amount of money for the said course. Thus, I selected Biology as my major in Education. I took Education course because I want to share my knowledge to everybody.

During my college days, I performed well academically with a general weighted average of 1.78. It so happened that I was a working student then and I believed that it could be better and higher if I am just a full-time student. Despite of these, I participated in certain college activities such as impromptu speech, singing contest, had been a member of a dance troupe and a contributor in the college paper. In fact, our group was the champion in the Group Pantomime Competition.
It was February 1991 when the factory wherein I was employed got closed due to labor strike. I went back into selling cooked food in one corner of a well-known subdivision in Meycauayan just to support last semester of study before graduation. I just borrowed money for my jeepney fare so that I can attend the graduation ceremony together with my mother. When I stepped on the stage, I could not even stretch my legs because I am so hungry that time. I felt physically weak. My beloved mother witnessed my graduation at last in 1991.
I tried to apply for a teaching position after graduation but most private schools offered me lower salaries which were half lower salary from a textile factory where I lastly employed. One day, a friend encouraged me to apply as waiter in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia because I had a part-time job experience as waiter in an exclusive hotel in Manila. Luckily, I was hired but for the first two months abroad, I was a merchandiser in a supermarket wherein I have to lift up heavy items in a dump truck then downloading these again. I did these tasks three times a day in a 12-hour basis of work time. Again, I was not used to it. I felt so weak. The store managers could not understand the English language. They shouted and said bad words to me every time I could not carry heavy loads but I ignored it. They allowed me to transfer in a restaurant when there was somebody newly arrived from the Philippines. After I served as janitor in a Filipino restaurant then I became waiter for more than three years then a cashier/waiter wherein one of my tasks was to supervise the operation of the restaurant.
When I arrived here in the Philippines in 1994, I prepared for the Professional Board Examination for Teachers; Career Service Professional Examination which both I took in 1995. Luckily, I passed the two professional exams. In the same year, I started to practice my profession as elementary and high school teacher in a private school. While teaching in a private school, I pursued my graduate study in Manila for two years until I passed the Comprehensive Examination. I lacked just one subject which is thesis writing to finish the degree. After four years of employment, I transferred to a public school here in Meycauayan. I had been employed also as part-time college instructor here in Meycauayan College, my alma mater, and in a public college here in Meycauayan City. Within thirteen years of continuous service in both private and public institutions, I did share all my skills and expertise to elementary, high school and college students. I did participate with my colleagues and school heads in any assigned tasks to improve the quality of education in our school. For professional growth, I attended various seminars, trainings and workshops. I tried also to contribute articles for science magazines of a publishing company here in Meycauayan City.
Last year, I passed the Praxis II Exam with a higher score. This was a professional examination given to any professional teachers in the world conducted by a licensing agency of United States of America for teacher certification. To sum up, I passed already four major professional examinations which I did not expect to happen when I was still a kid. The history repeats itself, now that I am applying for a teaching position abroad. I passed already the interview and I completed already the required documents. My only problem at present is the processing and placement fees. That is why I ask the Lord to give me some signs. My 84-year old mother wants me to stay here in the Philippines. According to her, she is now very old. It hurts me every time she says that statement and every time I say goodbye to her. My mother also said that I have already job here so why I should go so far. I love my mother so much but I want also to improve my life and the lives of our family better. It is a very difficult decision again. Would I stay to take good care of my mother and the rest of my family or to follow the next plan? I am asking for several signs to God for my next decision in life.
However, I would like to widen my horizon and to continuously do public service here and abroad. Always remember: “Do what is right in order to be good rather than do what is good in order to be right.” “Not all good things are right but all right things are good.”

Ang Iyong Nanay

6 Dec

Nanay at Nato


Sa pagdadalantao at pagpapakain sa iyo, ang iyong Nanay ang nag-alaga sa iyo.

Sa pag-aalaga sa iyo kung ikaw ay magsakit, ang iyong Nanay ang nagmamalasakit.

Sa pagmamalasakit sa iyo upang ikaw ay makapag-aral, ang iyong Nanay ang palaging nangangaral.

Sa pangangaral sa iyo upang ikaw ay lumaki ng matiwasay, ang iyong Nanay ang umaalalay at umaagapay.

Sa pag-aagapay sa iyo upang paglabanan ang anumang unos sa buhay, ang iyong Nanay ay nariyan at dumaramay.

Sa pagdamay at pagtulong mo sa kapwa, ang iyong Nanay ay natutuwa sa iyong mga gawain

Sa iyong mga gawain na kaaya-aya, ang iyong Nanay ay masaya sa iyong pinapakita.

Sa iyong mga kita para sa iyong ama’t ina at pamilya, sa kanilang dalawa ay sadyang napakahalaga.

Sa iyong pagpapahalaga sa pamilya, ang iyong Nanay ang nagturo sa iyo, di ba?

Sa iyong pagtuturo saan man, ang pangaral ng iyong Nanay ang hindi mo makalimutan kailanman.

Sino ka man at saan ka man, hanapin at sundin ang iyong Nanay

Kaya, habang ang iyong Nanay ay nabubuhay, buo mong pagmamahal sa kanya ibigay.



The Way You Laugh

11 Nov

Have you ever assign to do a demonstration speech? I created a fictional demonstration speech which I hope can entertain you.  This scenario never happen to me in the real life but for this story sake, I would let it happen.  Keep your eyes on, relax and enjoy.

Ha, Ha, Ha……,!!! He, He, He, He,……!! Ho, Ho, Ho, Ho…..!! (laughs)

Demonstration Speech

            My distinguished audience, good evening.

Supposedly what I think is what I have to say.  What I say is what I have to do. What I do is what I want to demonstrate to you. This is the correct order. Am I right? However, sometimes things happen anytime without passing on this correct order. I will tell you a story about it.

When I was young, I am quite observant-type person.  I observed how the people laugh. They laughed in different ways. One may laughed like this… (without sound and without opening their mouth). This is how some people laughed. They cover their mouths every time they laugh. Other people laugh like this….(sounds like a thunder and widely-opened mouth). Is that how you laugh? You can see already their throat inside.

This is only an introduction of my story.  Actually, this is my story.

Have you ever experience having a diarrhea? Oh, my God!  I experienced that before in a public place.  I was sitting inside the bus with several passengers inside when I felt that my stomach ached.  I wanted to get off immediately to find a restroom. But I was still so far to my destination. I kept myself relax and calm so that it will not come out on my pants.  Despite of body and mind control, still, my body reacted easily and started to sweat heavily. “I urgently need to get off.”  This is what I had said to myself.  When I started to stand up from my seat and began walking inside the bus.  I tried to do like this….(walking cross alternately with my two legs). Trying to tight up my two legs but whatever efforts that I  do, accidents may happen anytime. Accidentally, my bottom released a long, whizzing sound like this… (ssssssss) and smelled, ooh! terrible.  I got off immediately without looking back at the people  inside the bus. One passenger said, “Bless you.” when I got off. I knew some smelled it. But, what can I do? It was a call of nature.  I ran, ran, ran, ran. (running).  Until, I found a fast food chain. The food server greeted me like this…. “Good morning, Sir., What can I help you?”  I replied quickly, “I need a restroom.” and I did not wait for his answer. I went directly to the restroom…….Do you know what? After all, I shouted to myself. “Success!!”

That is my “Success” story. Now, do you know already how the way you laugh?