What Inspired Me This Last Day of 2013

Was playing a game with one of my students, Lyan Kyla. And then she posted this as the answer to the game we were playing… 

“Mabait. Pero minsan nakakatakot. Gusto niya yung mga nakakabuti saming lahat. Good listener. Magaling mag advice. :)) Nakakatulala pag siya na yung nagsasalita.  Hindi nagbabago yung tingin sayo kahit pabalik balik ka na sa DUN. Hahaha! Loveyou po! Happy New year!”

In English, it says: Kind, but sometimes scary. She only wants what’s best for everybody. Good listener. Gives great advice. We’re in a trance when she speaks. We will not change our impression of you even if you return THERE. Hahahaha! Love you, happy new year!

That’s how she described me. And since then, after reading her post, I was inspired. I knew that I was doing good in my job in guiding students. Even if I am now a Psychometrician, I will never change guiding these amazing students, the youth of the next generation. Gladly, she posted it on the last day of 2013, because as soon as 2014 sets in, I will be bringing along with me good memories of the past year and throw away the bad ones.

And as I have promised, this will be a section in my book. Thank you dear Lyan Kyla. Cheers to a fruitful 2014!

The “Barangay” Files for today… Thoughts of Heart Margarita

I was wearing Lacoste polo shirt and was holding a Lacoste white overnight bag…

Entered with all smiles at the barangay office and thought to myself that it might take long before I get a barangay clearance and a “cedula”. But I was happy with their service because they had told me to come in and request for the documents I am filing at the second door. So I was actually been given a clearance at once and a cedula. I was not paying attention though, but the barangay clearance was 80pesos and the cedula was 15 pesos. But the one assisting me said that I need to pay Php 97.25. On my way home, I was calculating my expenses when all of a sudden I knew that I made the wrong payment. Because I know that 80 + 15 is definitely NOT 97.25. 

Let’s go back to when I was at the Barangay Hall. While waiting for my barangay clearance and my cedula, a man of around 40 to 50 years old came in, holding a medical procedure request and he said he needed a barangay clearance (well basically he needed it for medical and financial assistance). When another man came in to assist him, the man said, “the barangay clearance costs 80 pesos, do you have money for that?” On my way home again, I took a mental note on the feeling that the man in need has. Maybe if I were on his part, I would really, really feel bad.

To tell you frankly, my reader, I do not blame the barangay for acting such. For one, the wrong computation actually is understandable if and only if they are busy and their mind is already stressed. I can brush it off because I did pay for it and it was actually MY stupidity for not calculating it right there and then. The right thing to do was, to be vigilant and aware of what is going on and if ever there are miscomputations, if I am really that smart, I could have corrected it altogether. (or maybe it was just really hot and all of us are stressed)

But to actually ask a poor man if he has payment on something he is needing on another more urgent request, I guess we need to check on ourselves now. I mean, the man needs medical assistance and financial assistance to that medical request, so how come you will still ask if he has payment on a certain secondary requirement? Isn’t it PUBLIC SERVICE to just not ask for payment for that barangay clearance, so as to help the man raise money for that important medical procedure? After all, what the medical assistance needs is just a simple piece of paper. What are you paying for anyway, the signature of the clearance, the name of the signatory? I do not know the process on this, but I can assure you that I felt really bad, wearing a very expensive polo shirt and bag, and at the same time calculating the payments I have made for a requirement for a local employment, but to the man requesting for a medical assistance and have no money, otherwise? If only I still have another money, I would have asked to pay for his barangay clearance. But I only have enough in my wallet.

This is a call for vigilance and awareness on the next election day, several years from now. Educated people should know whom to vote for, and these people seated in the government should know who to place in their offices. I might also agree for a personality development seminar for public/government employees. After all, who does the public service right?

I do not blame anyone, except myself for not being responsible enough to be aware of the government policies and systems. But I guess that old man who needs financial and medical assistance has something to say, although the problem is, we do not listen and he just does not want to speak. 

Writer’s on the Block!

True…

I have so many things in mind, but then again, I have two ideas to write, three talks to attend to, a team building and a lot of meetings. How could I possibly fit these ideas into one notebook, or one notepad? 

Maybe the writer is on the block now! No, not the writer’s block you are thinking! What I mean is, the writer IS on the block! Just hoping I could write faster than my mind thinks faster. 

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SILP PPC Team Building!

SILP PPC Team Building!

Last May 25, 2013, my team, P4 Human Resource Consultancy, had our time to facilitate a team building program sponsored by Rev. Fr. Ariel Cardino, parish priest of San Isidro Labrador Kabulusan, Pakil, Laguna. It was a one day session, full of games, group dynamics, some discussions and a whole lot of fun.

My team had to say that this group had their greatest potential. Most of them are on time, coming an hour before the said call time. We had fun seeing them make their way through progress of camaraderie and group work. Though some may be shy towards sharing their thoughts, we can say that they have hidden talents that needs boosting! It was a great experience to have seen such people, to know that at some point, for 23 years, they have hidden those skills which their parish might need. And at last! My team had truly motivated them, although this is just the start!

Kudos to my team, Sheena, Ryan and Jelai. And my special thanks to Fr. Ariel, who had surely given us the opportunity to have the team building their parish.

To the Parish Pastoral Council and BEC Leaders of San Isidro Labrador Kabulusan and their respective barangays, just as I have said in the processing session of your activity, ZOOM, “You ALL have the potential!, The potential to make known your parish not only in the Diocese of San Pablo, but all over the country as well. You ALL can do this!”

Until next time… see you all in the success line!

The “Trash Talkers”

At breakfast, on one of the most prestigious coffee shop in the town of Tagaytay, Philippines, my friend saw a post on ‘trash talk”.

With the election fad going on, the one who won the “subject-of-the-trash-talk” award was Nancy Binay, who in turn was elected to be one of the 12 Senators, along with Grace Poe, bagging the top post in the Senate list.

My friend told me that according to his friend, Trash Talk is cheap, very unprofessional, in the end, degrading. But my friend also commented that, trash talk helps in upgrading people’s standards, making the subject of the trash talk vulnerable to change, to see something in him/herself a piece where he or she can prove everybody wrong with what was being trashed at him/her.

Trash talk dates back to Jesus Christ’s life full of wonder in comparison to politics and religion. Jesus Christ Himself, was “trashed talk”, first being, when the people asked Him, “Are You the King of the Jews”, with a hearty laugh that seems very devilish. When in fact He was, actually, the King of the Jews. All the trash talking paved the way to a cruxifiction and had placed Jesus to death, just because he was a “son of a carpenter, preaching the good news and changing lives, changing the rules and saying He is the Son of God.” But did Jesus felt very affected by this? No! In fact He proved them all wrong when now, His name being mentioned to every part of the earth had made every human being change their lives and just a voice blurting out His name can cast away any evil spirit. Jesus Christ founded the Christianity, made history and completed His mission.

Trash talking can disgrace anybody, seems cheap to even join those trash talkers. But I admire people who had been trashed talk. I was been a victim, some of my childhood friends called me “blue baby”, and others even made fun of my physical features before. We, those who have been trashed talk, had risen up, made us susceptible to change, an opportunity to see ourselves as weaklings, who will at the end, reach the finish line because of that “trash talk” as a motivation factor.

It is also an opportunity for us to correct others who do this trash talking. We can regard them as trashers, and we as cleaners. After all, we can sweep away dirt, can’t we? (I’m trash talking, LOL!)

The Beauty of South Island, NZ – Part 3

Wanderlustress

We could have stayed in Franz Joseph another day and hit the hot springs and just relax, but the prospects of even more beautiful scenery and possible clear skies as we head south made us decide to move on.

The rain seemed unrelenting and under normal circumstances or in any other place, it would have really dampened our spirits for travel. However, the grey muted lighting and lifting clouds in such dramatic landscape made the scenery otherworldly to me. Since my husband did all of the driving, I could really look around and enjoy the multitude of passing streams and bubbling creeks as we drove over them along what seemed like an endless string of one-lane bridges. I marveled at the icy green to turquoise blue of the water rushing beneath us, and I tried to snap the blue-green winding river next to us out the campervan’s window without much…

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