Upon the invitation of a co-teacher to be a keynote speaker among the teachers at San Fernando Elementary School in Bislig, Surigao del Sur, I immediately said 'yes', thinking that apart from the lecture I was already excited about, I'm in for another set of adventure, this time, farther from my comfort zone, where they say, "everything comes fresh." It was totally unplanned. My co-teacher-turned-close friend just invited me to visit their place for just a week and then I ...
Updated 09-02-2012 at 08:43 PM by shey0811
I miss the times when we were little kids: we would play tago-tago and bato-lata and patintero and jackstone, etc. No one minded where our playmates lived or what she wore, or how fat or skinny the other was. No one asked what income level their parents were or what kind of car they were driving. At the end of the day, no matter the status or physique, everyone was equal. We had scraped legs, muddy clothes, sweaty shirts and we were laughing, we had too much fun and we didn't have a care in the ...
"if that was what puppy love's suppose to be like, then the puppy really took it's stupid time to grow up." "yeah, i guess so..." "besides, if it *really* was puppy love, it should be dead by now. what, eleven years? dogs die after eleven years, you know." "uhm..." "'uhm...' what? what's that look on your face?" "how come i still hear it yapping every now and then here?" ...
"Can you come over to the hospital after work?" my brother timidly asked while I was at work juggling through loads and piles of paperwork. Baffled I asked, "What for?" He replied, "You have to teach me how to change diapers." Oh the joys (and pains) of aunthood. It had been more than a year since that baby I changed diapers with had been born. I remembered how I had cuddled him and commented how much of a cute little angel he was. I was even ...
Updated 08-26-2012 at 12:37 AM by shey0811
Featured in www.pinoyapache.blogspot.com on November 8, 2010. IT IS SHOWERING as I waited for the others in the parking lot of the Our Lady of Guadalupe de Cebu Parish on June 20, 2010. It is Father's Day today. It is almost seven and the early morning Mass is about to end and I know Ernie Salomon is there inside praying for the success and safety of today's activity. A blue Honda City arrive and out came Guille Zialcita in a blue shirt and beige shorts. Hmm...strange? ...
Dust permeates through the crevices of the wooden chair Like roots of plants, gently percolating through passageways deep within the moist earth. The crevices seemed to have multiplied while I was imprisoned in oblivion Totally caught unaware with the inevitable elusiveness of time. How long has it been since I last saw iridescent traces of you? ...
Updated 08-24-2012 at 11:02 PM by shey0811
Mere words aren't enough to express my deepest appreciation of you- you, who are with me at my best and never left me when I was at my worst. When troubles seemed unending, when friends became enemies, when work became a bore, and when life became a struggle your luminous lights were my shelter, my comfort and my guide. Your light never failed to brighten and even proved brightest in my darkest of times. I may never fathom the depths nor the heights of reasons why I have these constellations ...
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