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Memoirs of an Amnesiac

  1. The Hard Way

    by , 04-21-2014 at 11:35 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    As a child, when distant relatives come to the house to check on us, my parents would often refer to me as the "hard-headed one." I remembered that with the hard skull I had, my father (in a fit of anger) would hit it with any hard things his hands grasps: a spoon, a plastic cup, what-have-you. Miraculously, they never injured any part of my brain, and would disintegrate right before my crying face (the spoon was an exception). I was stubborn and it occurred to me that as much as that ...
  2. Through the Knife

    by , 04-21-2014 at 10:52 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    I have a preconceived aversion toward knives. I know I shouldn't be blaming the poor kitchen utensil. I do use it to cook but I have been very careful in using it since the time I first learned they could cut through and lacerate (if I may use a medical jargon) on one's skin, more so with one's life.

    Upon the advice of my surgeon, I went through thyroidectomy, a procedure done on my goiter. With subsequent tests--a biopsy, an ultrasound and thyroid panel--my doctor and I decided it ...
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  3. On Role Models

    by , 04-15-2014 at 12:36 AM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    Growing up I realized learning need not be from oneself alone. There are practically so many things to learn. It would take a lifetime to learn them all. I was advised that in order to do this one must have three sets of friends: an older one to gain wisdom from, one with the same age to exchange wisdom with, and a younger one to impart wisdom to.

    There was always somebody I looked up to when I want to achieve something. Someone I place on a pedestal for such and such character. I ...
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  4. Fearless Initiation

    by , 04-14-2014 at 11:58 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    Next year, I will be celebrating ten years (that's one decade) of my teaching career. I know I don't measure up to most teachers who have spent more years than I did. I'm also fully aware that there are still many chalkboards I need to erase, more test papers that require my red marks, more compositions that need dissecting, more parents to talk to about their children's problems or achievements, more competitions to win or lose, more crying nights trying to figure out what it takes to be a better ...

    Updated 04-15-2014 at 12:03 AM by shey0811

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  5. Wired

    by , 04-14-2014 at 10:56 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    If I could just digitally illustrate the neurotic make up of a person's brain, I would have definitely figured out what each of my student's would be when they grow up. I could reengineer it to the point that my perception about them would be aligned. Miss So is good in drawing, she should take Fine Arts. Mr. So and So is well not doing good, he could be a bum. So on and so forth.

    Of course, I'm only joking. This only happens in the movies.

    That's the whole point isn't ...
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  6. Leap of Faith

    by , 04-14-2014 at 10:16 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    My Christian views are unorthodox, probably brought by my exposure to religious sects other than what I was raised up to be. There are things that I have slowly decided not to practice (but continue to respect) because I have found them to be "unnecessary" given that I had come to realize that you need not do something in order to believe.

    You just need to leap.

    Leap with faith, that is. I might be speaking metaphorically but I know (and am sure that you are nodding ...
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  7. Three Sides

    by , 02-02-2014 at 11:28 PM (Memoirs of an Amnesiac)
    Many women may have fancied him with his swagger and sexy moves on the dance floor. Housewives and househelps alike may have quit household chores just to see him dance or act in his noontime show. Small wonder he gets all this support from his audience.

    I was aghast when I first learned about what happened to him just last week. First it came as a hearsay, something that wafts through busy streets on a rather ordinary day. It was juicy and I couldn't wait to take a first bite. His ...
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