Showing posts with label What I Learn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What I Learn. Show all posts

Sunday, February 10, 2013

What I learn today: Touched by an Angel

February 5, 2013. I received a letter from my friend's daughter:

It says: "Dear Tita Lui, you are so good in doing my projects. the mask you made was so cute. thank you til next time. I love you!"-angela

She's referring to the simple cat mask I made the other day for her english week's project. I also learned that the mask, colored by her, by the way, made it to top 5. It's good to know that a kid appreciates this simple act and never forgets to say Thank you. My heart melts.

Monday, September 3, 2012

What I learn today: What If...

Love is timeless. True love can wait!

Have you seen the movie, Letters to Juliet? If you're into romantic flicks, this is a must see.

Anyway, I just want to share this captivating letter of Sophie in reply to Claire's letter to Juliet.

"'What' and ‘if’ two words as nonthreatening
as words come. But put
them together side-by-side and they
have the power to haunt you for the
rest of your life: ‘What if?'..."

"I don't know how your story ended.
But I know that if what you felt
then was love - true love - then
it's never too late. If it was true
then why wouldn't it be true
now? You need only the courage to
follow your heart..."

"I don't know what a love like that
feels like... a love to leave loved
ones for, a love to cross oceans
for... but I'd like to believe if I
ever felt it. I'd have the courage
to seize it. I hope you had the
courage to seize it, Claire. And if
you didn't, I hope one day that you
will."
Hope everybody finds their happy endings! Love, love, love! =)

Monday, July 30, 2012

What I learn today: Writing heals


When I was younger, I always dreamed of writing something unique. I started experimenting my imagination, daydreaming and living a life while sleeping. But each time I begin writing the very first sentence of my story, I go blank. I sure do have lots of ideas in mind but I cannot construct them into a single picture. I get tired of thinking, of composing my thoughts and it becomes a routine, everything I started, I couldn't finish. The fact of the matter is, I am confused as to what I really want to write, I have difficulties looking for the right words to describe the details, I am  scared! Scared that I might be criticized. I lack confidence and courage in sharing my thoughts. So, I abandoned writing.

These imaginative visions were just photographically preserved in my own world of fantasy. A sanctuary where I hid my inner self in times of loneliness, a place where I find peace and solace. 

But as I grow up and track the new phase of my life, I learned the significance of writing. It isn't just something you can use to tell everyone your selfish, childish daydreams but is an essential tool to express what you have bottled up inside for the longest time. 

After trying some remedies to ease the pain, I found comfort in writing. Running, keeping yourself busy, doing silly things and crying alone could help you a bit. But writing in my experience, is much safer, less exhausting thing to do when you want to express your emotion, especially anger and sorrow. I came to a point where I acknowledge writing as a therapy to mend a broken heart. 

I started writing again, this time I inked down every detail with sincerity and surprisingly, Im able to finish what I couldn't before.

And as time goes on, I learned how to manage my emotions. I put away my selfishness and tried  putting myself into other people's shoes to have a better understanding of what they feel. I become more sensible and responsible with my actions. Now, I write not just when I'm lonely or mad or bored but also when I am excited, in-love, and happy! Because this is what I really wanted to share with my friends and loved ones, a glimpse of who I truly am.

Through writing, I am slowly bringing myself out of my shell, becoming a more confident writer who have gained wisdom on the more important things: Love, Faith and Life itself…

Monday, September 26, 2011

What I learn today: The Deep Well

I remember Father's(our adorable company priest) sermon on one of his first Friday masses. It is a story of the "Deep Well". 

"Why, he asks, does a well never runs out of water when we always fetch from it but suddenly becomes dry when we stop getting from it? It is because, he says, the well is simply charitable and selfless, it dies when it stops giving". 

The more we give, the more we become happy, blessed and fulfilled in life. Make it a habit to be generous and of service to others. =)

Sunday, September 25, 2011

WhatI learn today: Theme Song with God

September 23
St Pio's Feast Day

I, together with Gi, Aleli and Ms Fanny attended a mass at St Pio's church for Padre Pio's feast day.
To end his(the Priest) sermon, he shares with us(he actually sang!) his theme song with the Lord. I never thought this love song could be a theme song with God! But I really felt his song and it became meaningful to me too.


Basta't kasama Kita by Dingdong Avanzado. Here's the chorus:


Basta't kasama Kita
Lahat magagawa
Lahat ay maiaalay sa'yo
Basta't kasama Kita
Walang kailangan pa
Wala nang hahanapin pa
Basta't kasama Kita.


=)

Saturday, September 24, 2011

What I learn today: The Wall


I want to share another story which I heard from the last mass I've attended. The story of "How did a spider's web saves the life of a wounded soldier."

A long time ago during a war, there was a wounded american soldier who's trying to run away and hide from Japanese soldiers to save his life.

He went into one of the many caves of a mountain and prayed desperately to God to build a wall on the cave's opening to protect him.

The Japanese soldiers have been hunting him for days. The soldier has been praying for protection since then.One day, he heard the Japanese soldiers stomping, shouting... he can feel them getting closer... and closer... his heart pounding... thinking it was the end of his life. But after a while, it was all quiet... they're gone... and he's still alive.

He wants to know what's possibly the reason they skipped to enter the cave. He went on just to find out a spider's web almost covering the cave's entrance.

Japanese soldiers, they say, checks every cave but then skips those that has untouched spider webs in its openings because they believe that if it is untouched, it means nobody went in.

God is so wise, He sometimes answer our prayers with sense of humor... a blessing in disguise! =)

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

What I learn today: Faith


I love listening to our first Friday mass sermons. I love Father's story-telling and here's one notable story I will never forget. The story of a faithful boy.

There's this one small village suffering from a drought condition for months. The villagers religiously go to church to pray for rain because their crops and farm animals are already suffering too much from the drying soil. One night, while everybody were in the church to say their prayers, the heavy rains began to pour. After a while, the villagers gets worried they won't be able to get home because they didn't brought their umbrellas with them and so they prayed for the rain to stop. One boy stepped outside looking frustrated, opened his umbrella and said, "You're praying for rain yet you didn't bring your umbrella."

It seems the only one who truly believes in his faith is the boy. How about you are you sincere enough with your faith?

Monday, June 6, 2011

What I learn today: The Unworthy


What if you have fallin’ inlove with someone who doesn’t love you back? Is that stupidity? Foolishness? An act of being blind? Or you just simply fell into the deep well of cupid’s trap, waiting to be saved by the one you love? But even if he saves you, what if he came to just pull you up and does not intend to stay? 

Don’t be like me…I made myself step right into that trap. I let myself fall inlove with someone whom I thought was real. He made me feel like a fool, worst than being blind… I felt so stupid!

Day after day, I found myself falling even deeper, ‘til came a time I realize, the relationship was over. I didn’t fell out of love but rather awakened by the fact that he could never love me the way I love him, he will never be the one whom I'll be sharing my dreams and life with. I was shattered.

It shouldn’t continue for it has no direction, I had promised to just stop. How would it last if “love” only grows within “me” and not within “us”? 

We are somehow common in one thing…I guess. We are looking for each other’s assurance.. we are scared of showing love because we are scared of getting hurt at the end. We assumed that this relationship will end up sooner or later without even thinking the possibility of ending up together, exchanging vows at the altar. His insensitivity and selfishness, eventually hinders me from showing how much care and love I had for him. I am somehow forced to hide it because he too doesn’t want to give, I became selfish like him. He doesn’t even know how to take and appreciate what is given. Sure, he didn’t expect anything from me in return, he shouldn’t be in the first place because he gave nothing. 

“He is unworthy of your love, and doesn’t deserve to be loved”, my head says, but my foolish heart replies, “if you love him, you have to love him freely, just love him and accept him for who he is”. Dilemma that is!!!
  
Because I love him, I always find reasons to understand his actions, excuses and views in life.
Because I love him, I always had patience to wait for the day he will too feel the same.
Because I love him, I always hope that someday, he will value my existence.
Because I love him, I always respect his every decision, even if it means I get hurt.
Because I love him, I always forgive him even for the times he had taken me for granted.
Because I love him, I always tried looking for something that will prove his worth.
Because I love him, I have forgotten myself, my friends and my world. 

I focused so much of my time thinking that somehow, he would realize how he’s hurting me, that someday he might see his ownself in the mirror and try to figure out how to be a better man… 

Love isn't “ONE WAY”. It should never be. If he doesn't love you back or doesn't love you anymore, don't force it. END IT!

-written when I was at my weakest and that was a long, long time ago! =D

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

What I learn today: Sialolithiasis

Sialolithiasis: the formations of stones within the salivary gland or duct in which drains the salivary gland. Salivary duct stone formations are the accumulation of calcium and phosphate crystals. 

There are three salivary glands(the parotid, the sublingual or the submandibular gland) all of which functions include saliva secretions, which is what helps to moisten and digest the food that we eat.  

Parotid glands: lie basically in front of the ears or just behind the jawline. 
Submandibular and Sublingual glands: sit deep within the floor of the mouth.

The chemical composition of the stones also varies from one gland to another. Submandibular gland stones tend to have higher concentrations of calcium, which explains why 85% of submandibular stones are visible on x-ray, whereas only 15% of parotid duct stones are visible.

Sypmtoms:
  • Since chewing promotes release of saliva, symptoms tend to increase during meals. A palpable lump or visible swelling in the area of the gland is often noted.
  • In some instances the patient may have difficulty opening the mouth or swallowing.
Cause:
  • The saliva helps break down starches and when the water of our saliva is decreased, the calcium and phosphate in the saliva can cause formation of a stone. Stones are much more likely to develop when the water content of saliva is decreased. Thereby a person who is dehydrated is at much higher risk of stone formation. 
  • Any disorder that thickens saliva can predispose to stone formation. These disorders include autoimmune attack of the saliva gland, such as seen with sicca syndrome, Sjogren's syndrome, lupus, and other autoimmune connective tissue disorders. Drying medications are also frequent causes and include antidepressants, antihistamines, diuretics, etc. Dehydration also plays a prominent role, particularly in older individuals.
Effects:
  • The long-term effects are very much determined by whether or not chronic bacterial infection sets into the gland because of the obstruction. Stones that pass spontaneously will create little, if any, difficulty. Should they, however, injure the lining of the duct, then a narrowing of the duct can occur which prevents good salivary flow from the gland, with either induction of additional stone formation or gland infection. Stones can occur in the duct and cause a complete obstruction. If the gland does not become infected, then it may involute and stop making saliva. Sometimes the stone may wear a hole in the duct and extrude into the tissue. In that location it may get walled off or spread the infection into the soft tissue. Should the gland not drain well and not respond to conservative treatment, such as hydration, gland massage, and saliva stimulants, it may become chronically symptomatic. For those individuals who develop a bacterial infection and the gland is incapable of effectively draining, chronic and recurrent bacterial salivary gland infection can result. The longer the infection continues, the more scarring there is in and about the gland and the greater difficulty exists in removing it should it be necessary.
  • Surgical removal of the stone sitting at the duct opening may lead to complete scarring of the duct opening, with subsequent failure of the gland to further drain. This could lead to additional stone formation, infection, and/or gland involution. Should the entire submandibular gland, duct, and the offending stone need to be removed, the complications are related to the adjacent structures. For example, just on the outside surface of the submandibular gland is a small branch of the facial nerve that stimulates lower lip movement. If this nerve is injured, then lower lip paralysis can result. Two other nerves sit underneath the saliva gland. One is the hypoglossal nerve, which controls that side of the tongue. Above the hypoglossal nerve is the lingual nerve, which supplies sensation to the front part of the tongue. If these nerves are injured, there is paralysis and loss of sensation respectively. The main difficulty arising from removal of the parotid gland is injury to the facial nerve. The facial nerve controls the muscles in the face and thus injury to the main trunk of the nerve results in complete facial paralysis. Interruption of specific branches will cause paralysis in that part of the face innervated by that particular nerve branch. Since the damaged glands are usually not very functional, no significant mouth dryness usually results.
Prevention:
  • In the individual suffering from thickened saliva, regardless of its mechanism, adequate hydration using six to eight glasses of water per day and sucking on sour drops will help maintain a good flow of saliva.
  • For those who have successfully recovered from a previous stone or who suffer from autoimmune attack on the saliva gland, massaging the gland forward after meals helps clear any thickened, saliva from the gland itself.

Treatments:
  • For small stones, hydration, moist heat, NSAIDs(ex: aspirinibuprofen, and naproxen) occasionally, and having the patient take any food or beverage that is bitter and/or sour. Sucking on citrus fruits, such as a lemon or orange, may increase salivation and promote spontaneous expulsion of the stone.
  • Some stones may be massaged out by a specialist.
  • An ENT or maxillofacial surgeon may canulate the duct to remove the stone (sialotomy).
  • A surgeon may make a small incision near the stone to remove it.
  • SialendoscopyThe salivary glands are located around the mouth and the throat. These glands may at times be blocked, usually because of stones. Sialendoscopy involves the use of a flexible tube (endoscope) to enter a salivary gland and to visualise and remove the stone.
  • To prevent infection while the stone is lodged in the duct, sometimes antibiotics are used. In some cases when stones continually reoccur the offending salivary duct is removed.
Sources: 


Lesson Learned:
So, drink water...DRINK LOTS OF WATER! It is needed by our body to function well 'coz Dehydration or lack of water is what causes most illnesses.


Update 05/19/11: Dr. Esperanza's advise:  Observe for 1 week with soft diet: increase in spicy, salt and citrus fruits + water + warm compress + massage on the affected area. Take pain reliever only when cannot tolerate the pain. Followed her instructions very well. The swelling eventually subsides! but have to continue eating sour oranges and drinking more than 2 liters a day for the next few days to make sure the stone is totally dissolved.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

What I learn today: A Reason to Love


There's this young couple whose love story inspired me and made a difference in my life…

Dale and Anna.

They're walking along the street towards her home when she asked out of the blue, “WHY DO YOU LOVE ME?”. A question she asks from time to time but only receives the same gesture… a smile and a kiss to her hand.

One foggy night, a car was caught in an accident, it nearly wrecked the car. Remarkably, there was a sign of life. The news has reached Dale and he got the shock of his life when he learned that Anna was one of the passengers. As soon as he knew it, he rushed to the hospital. 

She regained consciousness after a week and as she slowly opened her eyes, she saw her mum and Dale at her bedside.

But the accident made her feel really sorry for herself. For that, she instructed her family not to let anyone see her especially Dale. She told her mother to send him away. “I don't love you anymore, get out and don't ever come back!” these were her last words thrown at him… but deep inside, she’s hurting. She loves him still, so much. She's just so afraid that someday Dale might just leave her anyway… so might as well, she thought, end their relationship now.

Anna still can't accept what happened and furiously asks God why she has to suffer that way. The accident made her bitter and bitter everyday. She did nothing but shed tears as much as she misses him.

However, knowing her for such a long time, he knew she didn’t mean every single thing she had said. It didn't affect him at all for he knew how she loves him. He gave her all the time she needs to ease the pain because He fully understand the struggles she's going through. So he fled away to give her time to heal. 

She heard nothing about him since then. Months have past, Anna misses him so badly but knew she can never take back all the things she had said. There’s nothing she could do but cry and regret every word that she told him.

On the day of their supposedly fifth anniversary came, she went out to the porch and started reminiscing. Trying not to think about "them" but cannot control her thoughts. She closes her eyes and think about how they celebrate special occasions, how he put a smile on her face in gloomy days, how he had made her feel special in so many ways. She savors the moment and for the first time since the accident, she felt the butterflies flying around her stomach.

She can’t stop hoping that somehow he would pass by and at least say “Hello” but the moon started to shine and her little hope faded. “Perhaps he already had forgotten me”, she felt the sadness of her heart as the breeze of the evening comforted her.

She was about to enter the house when suddenly a little boy came running towards her and handed her a bunch of white roses together with a letter. As she went through the letter, she felt the coldness of the night embracing her as tears fell from her eyes:

“it’s been awhile and I should admit… I’ve missed you a lot.
            Remember the question you’ve always asked?
                        'WHY DO I LOVE YOU?'

I’ve been thinking about it a hundred times. And it seems like ‘twas the hardest question I have yet to answer. You see, you’re so pretty when I met you, you have one of the most beautiful faces I’ve ever seen with such soft skin… but in a split of a second, it was full of scars and stitches.

We love walking along the shore and jog almost every morning; we enjoyed riding our bikes in the afternoon and the next thing I’ve learned? You are in a wheelchair…

You are kind, very outspoken but sweet and affectionate girl. That characteristics of yours have captured my heart 5 years ago but you let the bitterness of the accident changed you of who you are and threw me away just like that.
            
If those things were my reasons to love you, then right there at that very moment of the accident when I knew that things will be at its worst, my heart could have stopped loving you, because the reasons why I have loved you were gone…

You assumed that it took away everything, changed everything, ruined everything… No! No. I tell you, it didn't changed a thing… you are alive and you are still YOU… the one that I have loved before, the one I will always long for. What happened may have caused you so much heartache and may have destroyed your dreams but my love for you had never vanished.

I love you and I will always do, for the rest of our earthly and heavenly life…. For my love for you HAS NO REASONS AT ALL, IT'S JUST PURE LOVE.”

Before she knew it, Dale was standing right by her side, wearing the same tuxedo he wore when they first met each other on a school dance. As he wiped her tears, he looked at her with a smile and kissed her hand. He gets down on his knees, showed the ring and proposed.

It reminded me of the real reason of loving… LOVE, just love, for love knows no reason.




Category: Fiction: Short Story. 1999.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

What I learn today: Strangers


Strangers. They are friends we have yet to meet. But of course, not every one of them makes a good friend.

Among millions of strangers, there were just a few precious ones. When found, take hold of them for they are golden treasures that are surely hard to find.

Strangers. They also mirrors you sometimes. Their love stories and life experiences and even their attitude, you somehow see yourself in them.

Understanding their sentiments like your own. Agreeing even to their point of views, as if you instantly found an ally because you have several things in common.

Strangers. One of them could be your soul mate. Who knows?

Thursday, February 3, 2011

What I learn today: Kong Hei Fat Choi!

THE YEAR OF THE RABBIT 2011 
Rabbit year can be a nurturing time of peace, calm, leisure, and rest after the intensity of the previous Tiger year. During gentle Rabbit's influence, good taste and refinement are valued, and comfort is desired. Money can be made easily, but spent easily. Dragon year 2012 will be a wild, exhausting time, so appreciate the small pleasures of Rabbit year as opportunities to heal, relax, and entertain. Make time for family gatherings and comfortable travel. Expect political compromise and diplomatic peacemaking on a global level. Discretion and persuasion are effective in a Rabbit year, whereas force does not work. 

The year of the Rabbit begins on the new Moon of February 3, 2011. Lovely Rabbit is a symbol of purity: fastidiously clean Rabbit washes its face with its front paws to look beautiful as polished jade. 

 RABBIT YEARS: 1903, 1915, 1927, 1939, 1951, 1963, 1975, 1987, 1999, 2011                                         

Monday, December 13, 2010

What I learn today: Farewell

Yesterday, I heard a very sad news. Fire engulfs one of our colleagues' apartment early in the morning of Sunday, Dec12. She and her daughter weren't able to get out. 

2hrs later, the trapped mother and child were found...in each other's arms. 

The news really saddens me. I still can't believe they've lost their lives in such a tragic way.  I know this person, I get to see her every day in the office and I can never forget her smile. We're not that close as friends but it felt like we just lost a friend, a sister.

As a tribute to this young, beautiful mother and child, we wore white clothes, pinned a ribbon and offered a mass. Together with the whole MSI-ECS family, we went to their wake to pay respect and bid our last goodbye. 

This is life as we know it...yesterday you're talking to this person, the next day that same person's gone...

My family and I extends our condolences to her grieving family. Rest in peace our dear Jolyn and Francine.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

What I learn today: My Hometown

"The Legend of Tayug". A brief history of this small town written by dad.




HOW TAYUG GOT ITS NAME: The origin of Tayug started when a group of brave and pioneering Ilocanos left their homes in search for a new land. In their wandering, they were attracted by an unusual tall bacayao tree majestically conspicuous even from a great distance away from over the rolling , grassy plains. Curious, they went nearer the tree, and discovering the richness of the surrounding, they decided to establish their settlement in the place. They cleared the land and here, under that bacayao tree, they built their new homes. At once, they called the place "LAYUG " which means "tall" in the Ilocano dialect, in reference to the tall "bacayao" tree which has become the distinguishing landmark of their new settlement. In the course of time, however, the name LAYUG was changed to TAYUG for the convenience of pronunciation. Today, that little settlement, then called LAYUG, is now the MUNICIPALITY OF TAYUG.




THE FOUNDING OF THE TOWN: Tayug was organized as a township under the province of Nueva Ecija on February 4, 1817. However, it was only a month later, on March 10, 1817, when Tayug was definitely established as a full-pledge municipality with a duly constituted civil authority - Don Lorenzo Bernardo then becoming the town's first chief executive as "Teniente Absoluto".

On March 17, 1817, one week after it was formally established as a town, Tayug celebrated its first town fiesta, a religious festival honoring St. Patrick, the town's patron saint. The celebration, which was officiated by Fray Escobar , was to become an annual tradition to this day.
In 1837, during the incumbency of town executive Don Leoncadio Gamboa, Tayug together with San Nicolas, was segregated from Nueva Ecija and put under the jurisdiction of the province of Pangasinan. But again, in 1851, Tayug was returned as a township of Nueva Ecija. Not until the year 1864, during the term of Don Eugenio Vinluan did Tayug finally became a part of Pangasinan.


TAYUG DURING THE SPANISH ERA. Hearing of the abundance of food in Tayug, hundreds of migrants known as the Macabebes arrived from the province of Pangpanga and settled in Tayug. However, for selfish reasons, settlers, set their own community, isolated themselves, and refused to intermingle socially and economically with the town's inhabitants. This angered the residence, and the friction exploded when the gobernadorcillo, Don Cipriano Diaz order the flogging of the Macabebes. The new settlers were driven out of town, but on April 14, 1877, a band of bandits led by one known as Tangkad, a notorious criminal character, from San Mateo, Rizal marched to Tayug, burned and plundered the town, to avenge the beating of the Macabebes.
Tayug was not spared from the atrocities of the Spaniards. One of the most horrifying episode during the Spanish period happened on Oct 2, 1890 when a poor woman went to the parish priest to beg that she be excused from paying the burial fees for her dead son as she had no money. Despite of the fervent pleadings of the woman, Father Jose Cienfuegos was unmoved and he insisted that she pay her dues to the church. Unable to find money, the woman stole the remains of her son from the church and buried her son without paying the burial fees. This angered Father Cienfuegos and he had her arrested, and hogtied to the cross at the patio of the church. In the presents of many church-goers, the priest beat the woman until she died. It was said that a few days later, Father Cienfuegos was kidnapped and never found again. Don Vicente del Prado was later identified as having ordered the kidnapping in reprisal for the priest's brutality on the hapless woman.
In August 1896, in response to the growing anti Spanish sentiments, the dreaded Guardian Civil arrested and banished ten youthful members of Tayug's intellectual elite: Domingo Patajo, Leoncio Allas, Antonio Flor Mata, and seven others. They charged with masonry and filibusterism.
For all the Spanish brutality and tyranny, Tayug responded with uprisings one after the other. Colonel Calixto Villacorta staged a revolt and attacked the convent. Cora Parroco Fray Eduardo Garcia escape by lowering himself from the convent's window by means of tied panuelos.
In 1897, the nearby town of San Manuel, a woman revealed the existence of Katipunan in Tayug. The Guardia Civil was immediately sent to Barangay Legaspi and arrested the barangay head Domingo Mendoza, Quintino Cabato, Regino Cada, Patricio Benigno and thirteen others. Finding them to be members of Katipunan, the seventeen were later executed.

TAYUG DURING THE AMERICAN REGIME: After the Spanish defeat at Manila Bay, the Americans occupied the country. On November 11, 1899, the American Army arrived in Tayug. Don Victor Rivera, who was then the Presidente Locale was asked to continue serving as the town's chief executive under the American Military Government. On May 1, 1901, Don Domingo T. Patajo became the first Municipal President under the American Civil.
In 1927, the first carnival and exposition in the province was held in Tayug on consonance with the celebration of its town fiesta.
In 1931, during the incumbency of Municipal President Magin F. Ausena, the town plaza of Tayug then complete with a zoo and botanical garden, was adjudged the most beautiful in the province and one of the best in the country.
In January 10, 1931, the Colorum uprising broke out in protest of the abusive tenancy condition. The harrowing experience of blood and death had but won for Tayug the epithet known all over the land: ANG BAYANG API. Pedro Caloza, the leader of the Colorum and his followers attacked the local Philippine Constabulary barracks killing the Commanding Officer Lt. Bachini and his junior officer Lt. San Pedro. The Colorum rebels then occupied the town hall and burned all land records there. The Colorums were in control of the town for sometime until the Philippine Constabulary sent in a large contingent which assaulted the Colorum garrison at the Roman Catholic convent. During the assault, a 20 year old, Valentina Vidal, came out of the convent waving the Philippine flag. She was shot and killed.

THE WAR YEARS. At the outbreak of World War II during the Japanese landing in Lingayen, Pangasinan, Tayug became the provincial capital. On December 25, 1941, the Japanese Army captured Tayug.
The town was among the first in the country to wage active guerilla against the Japanese invaders. On April 14, 1942, a handful of guerillas led by Lt. Severino Antiporda attacked and captured the Japanese garrison in Tayug. The guerillas hoisted the Philippine and American flags in the municipal building.
The Japanese counter attacked on May 3, 1942. The guerillas met the Japanese with such courage that they held off the invaders, although outnumbered and inferior in arms, for nine days. When the Japanese finally recaptured Tayug in May 11, 1942, the Japanese staged a bloody reprisals. They burned the town and executed residents just suspected sympathetic to the guerillas.
On March 23, 1944, Captain Ohto, the Commanding Officer of the Tayug Japanese garrison, beheaded eighteen guerillas, including one American.
The 25th Division of the United States Army commanded by a Major General liberated Tayug on February 1, 1945. On February 20, 1945, the American Civil Government was re-established with Don Pedro F. Kagaoan as the Municipal Mayor.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

What I learn today: "The Filipino Today" by Alex Lacson

Found a good article yesterday and it uplifts my dignity as a Filipino. It is worth reading...

"After the August 23 hostage drama, there is just too much negativity about and against the Filipino.

“It is difficult to be a Filipino these days”, says a friend who works in Hongkong. “Nakakahiya tayo”, “Only in the Philippines” were some of the comments lawyer Trixie Cruz-Angeles received in her Facebook. There is this email supposedly written by a Dutch married to a Filipina, with 2 kids, making a litany of the supposed stupidity or idiocy of Filipinos in general. There was also this statement by Fermi Wong, founder of Unison HongKong, where she said – “Filipino maids have a very low status in our city”. Then there is this article from a certain Daniel Wagner of Huffington Post, wherein he said he sees nothing good in our country’s future.

Clearly, the hostage crisis has spawned another crisis – a crisis of faith in the Filipino, one that exists in the minds of a significant number of Filipinos and some quarters in the world.

It is important for us Filipinos to take stock of ourselves as a people – of who we truly are as a people. It is important that we remind ourselves who the Filipino really is, before our young children believe all this negativity that they hear and read about the Filipino.
We have to protect and defend the Filipino in each one of us.

The August 23 hostage fiasco is now part of us as Filipinos, it being part now of our country’s and world’s history. But that is not all that there is to the Filipino. Yes, we accept it as a failure on our part, a disappointment to Hong Kong, China and to the whole world.
But there is so much more about the Filipino.

In 1945, at the end of World War II, Hitler and his Nazi had killed more than 6 million Jews in Europe. But in 1939, when the Jews and their families were fleeing Europe at a time when several countries refused to open their doors to them, our Philippines did the highly risky and the unlikely –thru President Manuel L Quezon, we opened our country’s doors and our nation’s heart to the fleeing and persecuted Jews. Eventually, some 1,200 Jews and their families made it to Manila. Last 21 June 2010, or 70 years later, the first ever monument honoring Quezon and the Filipino nation for this “open door policy” was inaugurated on Israeli soil, at the 65-hectare Holocaust Memorial Park in Rishon LeZion, Israel.

The Filipino heart is one of history’s biggest, one of the world’s rare jewels, and one of humanity’s greatest treasures.

In 2007, Baldomero M. Olivera, a Filipino, was chosen and awarded as the Scientist for the Year 2007 by Harvard University Foundation, for his work in neurotoxins which is produced by venomous cone snails commonly found in the tropical waters of Philippines. Olivera is a distinguished professor of biology at University of Utah, USA. The Scientist for the Year 2007 award was given to him in recognition to his outstanding contribution to science, particularly to molecular biology and groundbreaking work with conotoxins. The research conducted by Olivera’s group became the basis for the production of commercial drug called Prialt (generic name – Ziconotide), which is considered more effective than morphine and does not result in addiction.

The Filipino mind is one of the world’s best, one of humanity’s great assets.

The Filipino is capable of greatness, of making great sacrifices for the greater good of the least of our people. Josette Biyo is an example of this. Biyo has masteral and doctoral degress from one of the top universities in the Philippines – the De La Salle University (Taft, Manila) – where she used to teach rich college students and was paid well for it. But Dr Biyo left all that and all the glamour of Manila, and chose to teach in a far-away public school in a rural area in the province, receiving the salary of less than US$ 300 a month. When asked why she did that, she replied “but who will teach our children?” In recognition of the rarity of her kind, the world-famous Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) in the United States honoured Dr Biyo a very rare honor – by naming a small and new-discovered planet in our galaxy as “Biyo”.

The Filipino is one of humanity’s best examples on the greatness of human spirit!

Efren Penaflorida was born to a father who worked as a tricycle driver and a mother who worked as laundrywoman. Through sheer determination and the help of other people, Penaflorida finished college. In 1997, Penaflorida and his friends formed a group that made pushcarts (kariton) and loaded them with books, pens, crayons, blackboard, clothes, jugs of water, and a Philippine flag. Then he and his group would go to the public cemetery, market and garbage dump sites in Cavite City – to teach street children with reading, math, basic literacy skills and values, to save them from illegal drugs and prevent them from joining gangs. Penaflorida and his group have been doing this for more than a decade. Last year, Penaflorida was chosen and awarded as CNN Hero for 2009.

Efren Penaflorida is one of the great human beings alive today. And he is a Filipino!
Nestor Suplico is yet another example of the Filipino’s nobility of spirit. Suplico was a taxi driver In New York. On 17 July 2004, Suplico drove 43 miles from New York City to Connecticut, USA to return the US$80,000 worth of jewelry (rare black pearls) to his passenger who forgot it at the back seat of his taxi. When his passenger offered to give him a reward, Suplico even refused the reward. He just asked to be reimbursed for his taxi fuel for his travel to Connecticut. At the time, Suplico was just earning $80 a day as a taxi driver. What do you call that? That’s honesty in its purest sense. That is decency most sublime. And it occurred in New York, the Big Apple City, where all kinds of snakes and sinners abound, and a place where – according to American novelist Sydney Sheldon – angels no longer descend. No wonder all New York newspapers called him “New York’s Most Honest Taxi Driver”. The New York City Government also held a ceremony to officially acknowledge his noble deed. The Philippine Senate passed a Resolution for giving honors to the Filipino people and our country.

In Singapore, Filipina Marites Perez-Galam, 33, a mother of four, found a wallet in a public toilet near the restaurant where she works as the head waitress containing 16,000 Singaporean dollars (US $11,000). Maritess immediately handed the wallet to the restaurant manager of Imperial Herbal restaurant where she worked located in Vivo City Mall. The manager in turn reported the lost money to the mall’s management. It took the Indonesian woman less than two hours to claim her lost wallet intended for her son’s ear surgery that she and her husband saved for the medical treatment. Maritess refused the reward offered by the grateful owner and said it was the right thing to do.

The Filipina, in features and physical beauty, is one of the world’s most beautiful creatures! Look at this list – Gemma Cruz became the first Filipina to win Miss International in 1964; Gloria Diaz won as Miss Universe in 1969; Aurora Pijuan won Miss International in 1970; Margie Moran won Miss Universe in 1973; Evangeline Pascual was 1st runner up in Miss World 1974; Melanie Marquez was Miss International in 1979; Ruffa Gutierrez was 2nd runner up in Miss World 1993; Charlene Gonzalez was Miss Universe finalist in 1994; Mirriam Quiambao was Miss Universe 1st runner up in 1999; and last week, Venus Raj was 4th runner up in Miss Universe pageant.

I can cite more great Filipinos like Ramon Magsaysay, Ninoy Aquino, Leah Salonga, Manny Pacquaio, Paeng Nepomuceno, Tony Meloto, Joey Velasco, Juan Luna and Jose Rizal. For truly, there are many more great Filipinos who define who we are as a people and as a nation – each one of them is part of each one of us, for they are Filipinos like us, for they are part of our history as a people.

What we see and hear of the Filipino today is not all that there is about the Filipino. I believe that the Filipino is higher and greater than all these that we see and hear about the Filipino. God has a beautiful story for us as a people. And the story that we see today is but a fleeting portion of that beautiful story that is yet to fully unfold before the eyes of our world.
So let’s rise as one people. Let’s pick up the pieces. Let’s ask for understanding and forgiveness for our failure. Let us also ask for space and time to correct our mistakes, so we can improve our system.

To all of you my fellow Filipinos, let’s keep on building the Filipino great and respectable in the eyes of our world – one story, two stories, three stories at a time – by your story, by my story, by your child’s story, by your story of excellence at work, by another Filipino’s honesty in dealing with others, by another Pinoy’s example of extreme sacrifice, by the faith in God we Filipinos are known for.

Every Filipino, wherever he or she maybe in the world today, is part of the solution. Each one of us is part of the answer. Every one of us is part of the hope we seek for our country. The Filipino will not become a world-class citizen unless we are able to build a world-class homeland in our Philippines.

We are a beautiful people. Let no one in the world take that beauty away from you. Let no one in the world take away that beauty away from any of your children! We just have to learn – very soon – to build a beautiful country for ourselves, with an honest and competent government in our midst.

Mga kababayan, after reading this, I ask you to do two things.

First, defend and protect the Filipino whenever you can, especially among your children. Fight all this negativity about the Filipino that is circulating in many parts of the world. Let us not allow this single incident define who the Filipino is, and who we are as a people. And second, demand for good leadership and good government from our leaders. Question both their actions and inaction; expose the follies of their policies and decisions. The only way we can perfect our system is by engaging it. The only way we can solve our problem, is by facing it, head on.
We are all builders of the beauty and greatness of the Filipino. We are the architects of our nation’s success.

To all the people of HK and China, especially the relatives of the victims, my family and I deeply mourn with the loss of your loved ones. Every life is precious. My family and I humbly ask for your understanding and forgiveness."

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

What I learn today: Monsters in the Office


"A leader can never lead without a follower and a follower can never follow a leader who doesn't know how to lead"

A work place is a home to working people or more appropriately, Professionals. But what makes a Professional? How would you define Professionalism? Does a rank-and-file employee and an executive officer the same in terms of its definition? 

Professionalism is a combination of work ethics or good work attitudes; punctual, with humility, courteously respectful of people no matter what their rank and designation, pleasant to work with, knows his job responsibilities, with patience, communicates with others very well, etc. Though we understand that there's no "Mr or Ms Perfect", everyone in the office, whether a staff or a boss, should at least maintain a happy work place with a stress-free atmosphere at all times.

But no matter how we emphasize Professionalism in the corporate world, there are quite some evil people lurking within the organization, hiding under those neatly ironed out business attires. We call them "Bitches". Sometimes they also are those kind of people who fake humility in order to draw attention to themselves.




On the other hand, we call the "Unprofessional Bosses", Monsters. Their frequent false judgments, sarcasm and excessive use of authority is pretty much annoying, they violate the company rules and policies as if they have immunity and privilege to do so, they tell you offensive, morale-damaging words as if talking to a dumb person but sometimes, its fun to watch these monsters fighting and back-stabbing each other, they actually are the spices of the company. But beware owners, monsters could silently kill your business especially when you're in a customer-oriented industry because they don't know how to value their people.

They should understand their ultimate role as leaders. Their staff is their ally not slaves. They are teammates, they work together to accomplish the team's laid out plans. They only serve as a coach. A team can't win without him, but he can't also win without a unified team. 

Saying basic courtesy words like “Please” and “Thank You” with sincerity are vital in work place. It even motivates one to perform better especially when it comes from their superiors. If I have learned the value of Professionalism even before I have gotten my first job, I am hoping that those on top of the professional ladder could be more than what I expect them to be because they are supposedly the role models of the next generation of young professionals like me.

Friday, August 6, 2010

What I learn today: The English Language

English is the universal language. it connects people from all over the world but let's admit it, some words are very difficult to spell, pronounce and moreover, define. i have received a forwarded mail today about this language. It amuses me so read on its worth reading. =)

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We'll begin with a box, and the plural is boxes,
But the plural of ox becomes oxen, not oxes.
One fowl is a goose, but two are called geese,
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a nest full of mice,
Yet the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
Then shouldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
If I speak of my foot and show you my feet,
And I give you a boot, would a pair be called beet?
If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?

Then one may be that, and three would be those,
Yet hat in the plural would never be hose,
And the plural of cat is cats, not cose.
We speak of a brother and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
Then the masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine: she, shis and shim!

Let ' s face it - English is a crazy language.
There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger;
neither apple nor pine in pineapple.
English muffins weren't invented in England ..
We take English for granted, but if we explore its paradoxes,
we find that quicksand can work slowly,

boxing rings are square,
and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

And why is it that writers write but fingers don't fing,
grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend.
If you have a bunch of odds and ends
and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it?

If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?
If a vegetarian eats vegetables,
what does a humanitarian eat?
Sometimes I think all the folks
who grew up speaking English
should be committed to an asylum for the verbally insane.

In what other language do people recite at a play
and play at a recital?
We ship by truck but send cargo by ship.
We have noses that run and feet that smell.
We park in a driveway and drive in a parkway.
And how can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same,
while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites?

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language
in which your house can burn up as it burns
down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out,
and in which an alarm goes off by going on.

And, in closing, if Father is Pop,
how come Mother's not Mop?

I WOULD LIKE TO ADD THAT IF PEOPLE FROM POLAND ARE CALLED POLES
THEN PEOPLE FROM HOLLAND SHOULD BE HOLES AND THE GERMANS GERMS!!

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sometimes it really is confusing, isn't it?
whoever made this, s/he has a very serious concern with the English language! haha... such a keen observer though. =D

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

What I learn today: Respect


One of my colleagues shared an excerpt of two of our teammates' instant message conversation.

One is telling the other that most of the team doesn't like his behavior. The guy's only reply: He doesn't care! He doesn't even want to talk about it.

My other colleague even saw his ym status: "RESPECT HAS SOMETHING TO BE EARNED, NOT TO BE IMPOSED..."

This guy is a newbie by the way(and a fresh grad too), as a newly hired employee he should know where he stands. And as a person, he should know how to be courteous towards other people.

Anyway, the straightforward comments of his draw outrage within the group, and honestly, I'm one of them, and my initial reaction was "could somebody give him a dictionary and show the meaning of RESPECT?!" I was so annoyed by his egoistic, selfish attitude.

By lunch time I still can't move on & have thought about it all over again.

I think he just need a proper guidance from mature people like us.
"Respect is something to be earned, not to be imposed"...is correct.
But he needs to be enlightened with its real meaning.

It doesn't mean "Respect me first before I respect you" but rather more of a "I'll respect you, so I hope you respect me too" kind of thing.

Just imagine if we all think like him, waiting for others to respect you first? it's a chaos! the word respect will be deleted in every dictionary. Bastusan nalang di ba?

Respect shouldn't be imposed, should never be, coz it must be in our own initiative to show others, so we can also earn and gain respect from them.

In addition, he's a professional whose main job is to have a good relationship with those around him at all times. This kid still has a lot of things to learn. I told the guys, we shouldn't be harsh in any way but rather make a clear, respectful statement that could have a positive impact on him!

and wow... their feedback was way better than their initial reactions...it is as if I tamed a pride of lions. No single violent reaction whatsoever on the mail thread. Anger turns sympathy.

Well, I am not known for giving out opinions on things. But I made a strong case here and they expressed their appreciation on what I said. Everybody agrees my point of view. That's one way to earn Respect, I guess! 

Sunday, July 11, 2010

What I learn today: i love CHUCK!

"Love is what we live for" -Angelina Jolie

I'm not quite a fan of American TV series. Aside from CSI, Chuck is the only series i have enjoyed watching. I simply love Agent Charles and Sarah's tandem in saving the world from the baddies! Chuck's abilities especially beginning season3 is so cool! I also want to have that kind of extraordinary ability!



The casts we're all likeable but Morgan and Jeff, their physical appearances are very annoying but eventhough Morgan's character seems to be a total jerk, he's the bestest friend our hero has ever had.

Aside from his best buddy, Chuck Bartowski is also surrounded with 1.) Buy More weird co-employees 2.) his ever supporting sister Ellie 3.) brother-in-law Captain Awesome Devon and 4.) his handlers -NSA Agent John Casey and CIA Agent and love interest Sarah Walker.

I find Chuck and Sarah's relationship very romantic. I love her gestures everytime Chuck's in danger. No matter how much she keeps her real feelings towards him a secret, its pretty obvious she's into him. The way she looks at him, the way she protects him and the way she kiss him! I simply fell inlove with the way their love story goes all throughout the series.
I just hate the notion that spies can never fall in love. They're not robots who doesn't have feelings but i understand why they have to control their emotions. One, to not compromise their covers and two, it's in the spy's rulebook! Poor Sarah and Chuck, they have to endure this dilemma for a long long time! and that's kind of rude.For now I want to enjoy each of its episode, can't wait to see them get married and leave their spy lives at the end. I hope the little General will free them from the spy world and let them be together forever!

Ooopppss missed him already, have to see Chuck now!!! =D


Update 04/30/11: Marathon on the first few episodes of Season 4. Chuck is getting handsome...errr!  Remember the Buy More being burnt down in Season 3? well, it was built back by CIA and te old, nasty buy more employees are also back in the scene. Jefster! Oh boy, can't wait to complete the season!


Update 05/20/11: Been busy lately, haven't finished Season 4 yet but there's a good news! There will be Season 5! =)

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

What I learn today: MCF Addiction

I am Detective Bugz and i am proud to have solved two mysterious cases in the most haunting places last weekend.

My first assignment is to find the four missing students who went to Dire Grove to find proofs that a legend called "Banshee" is real and to solve their mysterious disappearance.

Together with my pen, journal and backpack, i began collecting pieces of puzzles that could lead me to these students' whereabouts. After 7 grueling hours of analyzing each puzzle piece, i have found all four of them and i have also found out the legend is indeed real! I am glad we all got out alive. That is one cold place out there!

The second one is a harder case. I was thrown into this huge, scary mansion, The Ravenhearst Manor, to solve Rose Sommerset's and her twin daughter's case. I have trouble going into the house but i have managed to go inside by breaking the window glass. Each room has been locked up not just by any ordinary padlock but most are mind-boggling puzzle locks. I was able to unlock each of them and found out that Victor, the son of Charles, has an obsession with locks! No wonder everything was locked up. The Sommersets were held captive by these 2 men for years. I have eventually found the Sommersets' dead bodies and was able to free their souls from Charles' and Victor's soul torturing machines. Case closed!

This nerve-racking detective game made my eyes sore and gave me a headache for a long while. i have to admit, i got addicted with it and i am already looking forward to solve another mystery case this long weekend! MCF by Big Fish is such a spectacular game! I hope someone will make a movie out of it.

Two thumbs up for this game...Try it, its cool!
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