Friday, January 3, 2014
Takot kaba sa sarili mong multo? Anong problema mo? Nanginginig kaba? Nagngangalit.. Nasaan ang malayang pagpapahayag? Pati ba sa sarili naming mundo, papasok ka? Hindi ka man lang kumatok. Pagbubuksan naman kita pero hindi kita papapasukin. Diyan ka lang sa tapat. Hindi dapat pinapapasok ang taong walang malawak na pananaw, sarado ang isipan, makitid.Bakit ako matatakot? Baluti ko ang aking karapatang magpahayag.Baka tanungin mo ako? Oo responsableng pamamahayag.Pananggalang ko ang aking mabuting nais. Bakit ako matatakot? Sa bawat duro mo, sa bawat pag padyak ng paa mong dala ay dagundong ng paghamak at pagkundena, daan- daan, libo- libong BIBIG ang iyong binubusalan. Baka mapatay mo sila? Ngayon, bakit? Kung wala kang ginagawang masama, bakit ka matatakot? Takot ka ba sa sarili mong multo?
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Sumusobra kana !!! eto ka oh &^$%&*!!! Pag pasok ko, ikaw nasa isip ko! Pag uwi ko ikaw padin ! Hindi naman ako ganito dati, bakit ngayon …. Ahhh ewan!!! Natulog ako , Bakit ikaw pa din? Hindi naman kita kaano- ano. malayo- milya milya. Kapag pasok ko, sasalubungin mo ako, Mag go-good morning ka pa nga! Sa araw araw nalang na ginawa ng Diyos ayan bati mo sakin? Wala nabang iba?. Pwede namang oy, pasagasa ka, oy matuluyan kana sana. Pag uwi ko , babati ka padin , paalam po , ingat po! Naku! Bahala ka sa buhay mo. Noong nakaraan nga,nagpabili ako ng pagkain, sabi ko sayo na sukli, ibabalik mo pa? sayo nga iyon! Sa iyo! Nung nagtanong ako, Oh pambili mo yan ng pagkain, bakit binigay mo ba sa kapatid mo? Nung nakaraan, kumakain ako, tingin ka ng tingin, gutom ka din ba? Parehas lang tayo. Eh bakit noong pauwi ka, naglakad ka lang? Ang layo non ha! Naku nasisiraan kana ata ng bait. Tanghali na , bakit d kpa umuwi? Anak ng.. Alam mo, ang bait mo! Nyo! Kayo! Oo! . Hindi ako bulag , alam ko nangyayari. Pinaluha mo ako. Ang sakit! Ramdam ko! Hindi naman ikaw ako! Bakit? Pighati , gutom, uhaw, naranasan ko din pag nakikita kita. Ang lungkot, pero bakit sayo parang wala lang? Sumusubra kana!
My mga tao tlgang perpekto.-walang kasiraan, malinis, mabuti. Iyong Diyos ba na nakulong sa katawan ng tao, aniya nila .Eh kung gayon, “Nasa iyo na nga ang lahat” sabi nga ni Daniel. Naku napakarami diyan sa labas, eh halos wala ka na ngang makitang hindi perpekto. Napaka puti, kumikinang. Noong nakaraan nga lang, my nagtanong, “Uy, san kna nagtuturo?” Sabi ko, “ ah sa Iram, layo nga eh pero msya nman” “ Hindi ba puro ita doon, tsaka madami amoy %$#@$^? (sabay tawa) sabi ko nalang, “Hindi nman lahat. Sa isang klase mga tatlo o apat” Napakarami nilang nasasabi pag naririnig ang lugar na iyon.Ewan ko nga ba? Napakaperpekto. Di q naman gusto makipag away , hindi nman ako ganun. Sabi ko nalang, “ Hindi lamang nila alam” sabay lakad. Siguro nman walang kokontra kung sabihin kong tao din nman sila: nag aaral, kumakain ( hindi nga lamang kapareha ng iba ibang putahe na nasa hapagkainan ninyo), naglalaro, tumatawa, at NANGANGARAP. Oo meron sila non. Malaki , malawak, makulay. Hindi man magara ang damit nila, ang iba may anak na, oo meron. Bakit? Mas nanaisin pa ng ibang magulang na mag asawa ang anak nila kaysa magutom sa piling nila. Mas makakatipid nga sila pag nawala ang isa sa pamilya.—saklap..ang iba may pumapasok ng di nag almusal, ang iba my nagtratrabaho sa murang gulang, ang iba may maitim , marungis .Totoo lahat un pero hindi namn dahilan yon para huminto sila at magalit sa mundo. Doon ko natutunan ang napaka payak na pamumuhay pero napaka saya. Sa kabila ng kakulangan nila pinansyal at iba’y pag aaruga, masaya sila. napakasaya. Gumising kana. Habang maaga pa. kung kala mo perpekto ka, Hindi. Hindi mangayayari. Ganda ng porma mo, bago pa nga cellphone mo. My silbi kaba? . tulungan mo sila. Mag guro ka. Mag aral ng mabuti. Malay mo sa mga darating na panahon, magsusulat ka din. Mas mahaba. Mas malalim. Mas may puso. Alam ko darating iyon, malalama’t malalaman mo lamang ang isang bagay kapag nakikita mo, nararanasan mo at higit sa lahat nararamdaman mo. Totoo, tagos sa puso.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
This is not a typical story of love and romance, the greatest classical ballad, wondrous sci-fi, the greatest tragedy of all times or the finest fictional works that have ever been written. This story is true, pure, and genuine; the story of my life, as a person, as a friend, and most of all, as a teacher.
Like any other stories, my saga happened in a worth-remembering setting, IWC. It also has characters: my students, my co- teachers and of course, yours truly. The plot and the other aspects will be impliedly mentioned as you go on with my story.
My days started with a piercing ring of the bell.—ice cream bell in that case. The earsplitting sound was passed from one ear to another signaling that the class had already started. As I looked at the eyes of the creatures, I noticed how they stared at me with frowning picture of hate and disgust. That was the most terrifying role I have ever experienced being a bellman. I could hear the murmurs that were sailing ubiquitously. The sounds were made by young and old voices having meaningful life-to-life interactions. I wondered what the first 5 minutes of their time was mainly about. But one thing is for sure, it was the greatest time to know each others’ life and story. It was the purest time to unite each others’ heart and unravel the chain of differences.
As I walked around, I saw the sparkling eyes coming from the students truly engrossed to their teachers who were sharing some tons of knowledge. Their willingness to learn was so admirable. I could also observe how they trusted their teachers in making them better individuals, knowing to interact using the universal language. As I glanced, I also saw teachers passionately and patiently teaching the students. They are like candles that are able to consume themselves just to light others’ paths. I knew they had their personal problems yet they taught with greatest effort and willingness. I salute them for that.
Crrrrrrriinggg!!! Crrriiinnnng!!! The last ring of the bell was heard. That ring was a different thing. I never saw terrifying eyes looking at me. Instead, glowing eyes with deepest gratitude was felt. I noticed smiles and cheerful acts being done in front of me. Hence, I preferred to hear the last ring of the bell. ;) Well, it was the right time to eat, to play, and to have fun. The peaceful scene was changed into a very noisy chatting from students and teachers. How can I forget the “synchronized laugh” from MicMic, Janine and Shane? , the serious talk of Mau, Jane, Tayana , Mitch, Elaine,April, and Des at the hotel lobby, heart-to-heart talk of Kimo and Berry ( I wondered if they have mutual feelings :) ) Shin, taking some pictures to be uploaded on facebook, Angel talking to Amy, Linda, and Yuna. I also observed guffaws from Eurick , Alden, Argie, Jay, and Dave sharing pionte things to Anthony.joke! I miss teacher Jac telling me to change the books of her students, :) hehe.. Lyan, drawing some pictures of the students, Dee, staying with ladies at the hotel lobby, Mabel , talking to her son, Andy, Editha, giving Choco Mucho to Ian, Karen, laughing to students’ craziness. I will never forget Ryan (Kim Do Hyun) with his extraordinary penguin walk , Jake and Danny playing together, Clint, talking to all the teachers ,Kate , Yang Sem, and Sujin having petty talk, Kevin, staring at Jenny ( Min Ju), Christina, sharing her new dance craze , Alex, annoying other teachers— it was so cute after all, Rachel taking pictures as usual , Rachel liit, ( I never heard her talk), Scott, complaining about his dirty classmates, Franklin uttering out-of-this-world ideas, Harry, his struggle to be talkative but he couldn’t because of his level, Nick , his killer smile, Lucy, her irritating facial expression , Ian, asking for Choco Mucho, Ara, ( I wish she WERE more talkative), Kate and Sue, our ates ,Toby, his naughty deeds!, Kenny , his shutay tomi deeds, Sam , his native deeds, Jane, her “enemy”( you know what that means) peace!!, and Tom, his crazy deeds ! M2M ... Of course! How can I forget Edna, Thessa, Irish, Ryan D. and MJ? They are the closest people to me J I couldn’t imagine WINTER CAMP 2013 without them. They helped me a lot! Because of them, I believe, the camp is very successful! I really miss teasing Edna every single day. I miss how I conceitedly remarked on the food Irish was eating (I used to say eewwww pang mahirap!) I miss how I greeted Thessa Good Morning teacher Thessa! . I miss our emcee, MJ giving him the microphone so we could start the program. I miss Ryan D. sharing his own experience about ____________??? and the one he admired so much.(clue?) .. ohh ! I also miss the swimming “fool”, are you “penis?” “quiet !!!” hahahha . I MISS EVERYTHING ..:_(
I have never imagined this amazing encounter. Although I’ve been doing this for four times already, it is something that cannot be mastered nor compared. The feeling of excitement is always new. The wonderful time is always different. I miss it. I really do.
Saying goodbye is not as easy as saying hello simply because of the memories that have been shared together. The "thoughts" that they had already left are heart- shattering. We shed tears because of them. We laughed because of them. We cried so hard because of them. This is a concrete sign that we love and we care for them. I truly know how grateful they really are because of our undying love for them. They cried even in Korea because they miss us. They miss you teacher/ teacha! Thank you for touching their lives and we also thank them for giving us a chance to love and for giving us inspiration to do simple things with great passion and affection. Let’s all hope that our paths will soon meet again. When that day comes, we can see them again and continue the joyful days and memorable experiences we have together. :_)