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What’s Life?

Life. I can’t help but also ask myself what life is… hehehe… anyway, so far, I could define life by relating it to another word – ADVENTURE.

Every waking hour is but an exciting event. When its time for me to open my stubborn eyes I usually experience some sort of a thrill brought about by this mundane question that loiter in my mind –

‘Am I still alive? Am I still me?’

- this makes me shiver with a stint of trepidation and a sudden feeling of excitement, a sudden eagerness to immediately but cautiously open my eyes and welcome whatever it is that is in store for me. A millisecond pause… BOOM! – I realize that I’m still me, breathing, beating, human and all. And I end-up uttering, in silence,

Lord thanks for this day, another day, another chance – your will be done…

An adventure

• for you don’t exactly know what’s next – after waking-up, taking breakfast, doing your duties, eating lunch, playing your sport, going back home and waking up again and after reading this post… it’s uncertain.
• despite the uncertainty, you still dare to move on – continue your quest. Every second a challenge is given – whether to breathe, to drink, to wake-up or sleep; to cry, to smile, to give-up or fight. It’s your call to move-on or stand-still, to do something or nothing – and every decision made entails yet another challenge to be faced to be conquered.
• like life, has and END, though not definite. You may end-up being the next Bill Gates, seeing the most beautiful panorama of your life, setting-foot on Everest’s summit, or wounded, battered, soiled and left alone. But just like any adventure, the end depends of how you face the challenges, hardships, trials, ups and downs, highs and lows that life brought you.

An adventure is often referred to as an exciting, once-in-a-lifetime experience that shouldn’t be missed – LIFE.

Pitik-bulag: Pinaglaruang Kapalaran ni Juan Dela Cruz

backblog: I’ve written this speech a year ago as a requirement for FIL001.

Pitik-bulag. Pitik-bulag? Pitik-bulag! Oo, pare ko, pitik-bulag! Siguro ngayon mo nalang ulit narinig ‘tong salitang ‘to na kasabayan nina “tong, tong, tong, tong pakitong-kitong” at ni Pong Pagong. Marahil ‘di ka makapaniwala na naririnig mo ulit ang makapangyarihang titulo ng paborito mong nilalaro kasama ang paborito mong pag-tripan na kaibigan. Naaalala mo na ang mga panahong bidang-bida sa telebisyon si Tita Charo sa kanyang “Maala-ala Mo kaya” habang kayong magbabarkada ay tuwang-tuwa sa pamimitik sa namumula ng kamay ni Lito kasi mag-iisang oras na ‘di parin tama ang kanyang hula. Miss mo ng manloko noh? Miss mo ng mamitik? Hay, hay, hay pare, kung alam mo lang – hanggang ngayon, pitik-bulag parin ang laro natin. At sinasabi ko sayo, hindi ka matutuwa sa mga bagay na sasabihin ko pa kasi bukod sa ikaw ang taya, e parang tuluyan ka nang nabulag.

Nais kong ibalita sa inyong lahat si Juan Dela Cruz, na sikat din bilang Juan Tamad, ay nananatiling taya sa tila walang katapusang pitik-bulag maraton na pinangungunahan ng “magaling” nating pamahalaan. Maga na ang kamay ni Juan sa kakapitik ng mandarayang gobyerno. Bakit hanggang ngayon, kahit nasasaktan na, taya pa rin si Juan? Wala ba siyang balak gawin? Ayaw n’ya bang lumaban? Aba, kaya naman pala, may kasabwat itong magaling na gobyerno – Si Sammy Boy at si Mister Bin, nanlilito, nanghihilo para si Juan manatiling lito at hindi mahulaan ang pinangpipitik.

Pagtaas ng presyo ng langis, mga pangunahing bilihin, pamasahe, at sumabit pa ‘tong E-VAT – ewan ko ba, sabi nila ang mga dagdag sa mga gastusing ito’y solusyon daw sa kahirapan, susi sa kaunlaran. Bakit kailangang pang dumagsa ng daan-daang tao sa Ultra para sa pag-asang maging instant milyonaryo kung ang bansa nati’y handa ng umunlad? Hay, buhay.
Buti’y paminsan-minsa’y nariyan sina Gabriela, Tropang Nag-aakbayan, at mga guwaping na Inuuna ang kapakanan ng Bayan at paminsan-minsa’y nakakasilip si Juan. Pero kulang, malabo, hindi ito sapat upang tumama ang hula niya. Hindi sapat. Ano nga ba ang solusyon? Simple lang, eh di tanggalin ni Juan ang kanyang kamay umayaw sa laro at, batay sa kanyang karanasan, pangunahan ang isang larong walang maaapi at tungo sa ika-tatagumpay ng lahat. Ang dali ‘no?! Hindi ka pa rin makapaniwala? Matagal ka na kasing binulag ng panahon. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Oo nga pala, bago ko makalimutang sabihin. Si Juan at IKAW ay iisa. Kaya’t ano pang inuupo mo d’yan? Galaw-galaw baka ma-stroke, KILOS KAIBIGAN!

Lord, Bring Me to You

I feel so lonely -
I feel so down.
Is there anything in life for me
to see… to hear… to breath…
to feel… to love…

Lord, bring me to you,
that I may see the greatness of your love.
Lord, bring me to you,
that I may feel the warmth of your love.
Lord, bring me to you,
that I may breath and share… your love.

Where should I go?
What path should I take?
In this world full of choices,
where am I to stay?
to see, to hear,
breath, feel and love…
REFRAIN

Keeping It New

This is a sermonette (a mini sermon ) on purity that I wrote and delivered last 23 January 2007, the second day of the novena in honor of Saint John Bosco whose feast we will be cebrating on 31 January. I’ll be posting the audio soon…
I had an experience once when I was just an innocent 8-year-old boy that I will never forget. It was my mother who reminded me of this experience. Before, I was questioning myself, of all the people in the world why me? Why did I have to experience such a thing at a very fragile age? Why did I have to experience such shame – such embarrassment that up to now projects a chilly and vivid picture in my mind? Why did they have to do that to me?

It happened at school in the middle of the school year. It was lunch break. I was happy walking with my friends along the corridor. Suddenly, I felt nature calling. So, I excused myself from the group and ran to the nearest restroom. When I entered the room, it was dark, I jumped to reach the switch and half-running-and-sliding I went inside a cubicle and pee, “Ahhh! What a relief!”

World Pyrolympics 2007

Philippines – World Pyrolympics 2007

China – World Pyrolympics 2007

thank you! salamat!

Checking on my blog stats I’ve noticed that to date this BLOG has 2,145 hits.

I’ve also discovered that a lot of people who drop by my blog are viewing some of my Filipino posts and resources / notes. Soon, I’ll be posting more resources on Filipino and Education, as soon as I finish typing them.

I’ll be posting the following soon:

Buod ng Florante at Laura (isang awit ni Francisco Balagtas)
Buod ng Ibong Adarna
Panitikang Filipino Noong Panahon ng Kastila at Himagsikan
Ang Mga Dulang Filipino (Duplo, Karagatan, Sarsuela, Karilyo, atbp.)
at marami pang iba… WATCH OUT!

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‘di boto

Noong nakaraang Christmas break pumila ako. Isa ako sa daan-daang nag-cram upang magparehistro sa COMELEC at makakuha ng voter’s ID – para makaboto sa Mayo.

Wala akong kaalam-alam na kailangan kong magparehistro. Ni ‘di ko alam ang aking gagawin para ako’y makapagparehistro. Pero nais kong bumoto at alam kong karapatan kong bumoto. Kaya’t din ako nag-atubili pa at dali-dali akong pumunta sa munisipyo – tatlong araw bago ang dedlayn.

29 Disyembre 2006
Biyernes

Ligaw. Ako’y tila isang tupang ligaw na humahanap ng pastol. Sa pagka-aalala ko iyon ay ang pang-limang beses ko palang nakarating doon. Paro’t parito ako’y naglakad, inoobserbahan ko ang mga tao sa paligid at animo ako’y bangkang natangay ng daluyong ng tao. narrating ko ang kanilang pinaroroonan – magpaparehistro din pala sila. Para masiguro ang lugar na aking dinatnan nagtanong ako sa dumaang babaeng may katabaan na de-ID:

“Dito ho ba magpaparehistro?”

“Ay Oo, pero wala ng form, bumalik ka nalang bukas… bumalik ka bukas ng umaga.”

30 Disyembre 2006
Sabado, Araw ni Rizal – Ang Pambansang Bayani ng Aking Bansa

Starting the Year with a ssshhhhhhhh…

Have you ever heard a tree grow?

Of course those people who might have spent their lifetime beside a tree might have heard the near inaudible crackling sound that the tree trunk makes (TO BE CONTINUED…) 

my batchmates

My Classmates