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Whoever was it who said that even when one reaches 90, in some instances in one's life, one never loses his/her being 12, 18, 20 (and so on and so forth) may have been right.

My significant other often jests about how childish I could be when I stare like a giddy starstruck fan girl of KathNiel (You know the teen age love team that's making huge crowd gathering wherever they go?). He argues that I'm too old for such things. My defense? "So what? I'm acting my age now. My 16 year-old ...

Several researches have pointed out that writing is therapeutic. That just as speaking (as another form of expression) is effective, nothing disputes the fact that writing is way better. One understands that in writing, there is permanence and blatant criticism.

I am my personal critic when it comes to writing. One student once challenged me, "Teacher, you are so up and about dissecting our works, I have never even read one that you wrote." My little ego was challenged and ...

When a Dog shows more concern for a person than a fellow human, something is very wrong with our world - (Actually it has been very wrong for as far as I can remember...)

A good istoryan showed me this link earlier today. Unfortunately couldn't view it at work as access is limited. Finally had the time to check on it today as it is one of those very good videos that have become viral.

Thought this might be a good piece to do for my 2nd blog here as I did promise myself ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 ...