I have started a quest, ajourney that will lead me towards true love.
Check out my new blog which will record my travails and experiences.
Be enlightened.
Pa-effect pa no?
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Silver Linings and Tears
He was my boyfriend for three years.
I loved him with all my heart and I gave my everything. I even stayed up late for him, spent money for him, sold my soul for him.
I did everything...
And like a crazy girlfriend, I waited and waited for his offer of commitment...something that would tie him to me or me to him for the rest of my life.
Unfortunately. he was reluctant to offer me anything. Not even remotely close to the asurance that I expect from him after everything else.
I guess, I got tired of all the empty promises and behind his back, I entered into another liaison. One that would end what we have forever...
Yes, I am only talking about my job as a teacher at this school.
The papers have been submitted, I was unofficially accepted...
I am just waiting for them to make it official.
By the way, I discovered a really cool modern Indian fairy tale: Marigold. I absolutely adored it...
I loved him with all my heart and I gave my everything. I even stayed up late for him, spent money for him, sold my soul for him.
I did everything...
And like a crazy girlfriend, I waited and waited for his offer of commitment...something that would tie him to me or me to him for the rest of my life.
Unfortunately. he was reluctant to offer me anything. Not even remotely close to the asurance that I expect from him after everything else.
I guess, I got tired of all the empty promises and behind his back, I entered into another liaison. One that would end what we have forever...
Yes, I am only talking about my job as a teacher at this school.
The papers have been submitted, I was unofficially accepted...
I am just waiting for them to make it official.
By the way, I discovered a really cool modern Indian fairy tale: Marigold. I absolutely adored it...
Monday, October 12, 2009
Yellow Fans
There I was with the crowd, waiting for the arrival of Noynoy Aquino and his party.
Passi City is just one small speck of the Republic of the Philippines so we were quite thrilled to learn that Aquino would by.
I wanted to know what the hype was about and so, I skipped my last period class that afternoon and went off with three co-teacher to the social hall.
We were there by three PM but Noynoy, who was supposed to arrive at 2 failed to show up at that time.
But we were entertained by good singers. One (I was not able to catch his name), was really a fascinating creature, self-effacing but intelligent and nice.
Anyway, around 5:30, Franklin Drilon arrived to warm up the stage for the arrival of Noynoy.
Scarlett, my social studies co-teacher, dragged us to the front seats so that we can get to see them full on.
I was nervous about that. I mean, I have always been a backseat spectator, happy to be totally out of the picture.
After Drilon’s talk of I built-this-and-that, Mar Roxas came in along with other senatoriables of the same party.
Mar was okay-looking in person. I was not able to listen to him since people started flocking at the front and were all putting up their cellphones and cameras to get his picture.
Anyway, he introduced the senatoriables and asked us if we are happy with these people in their line up. The two picked up unknown folks for their senator lines. One was the fine-looking Biazon who was unknown to me until he was brought in that fiasco. There was a guy wearing yellow shirt who had a phony smile plastered on his face though (but I did not catch his name). There was another female from the southern end of the country and she looks all-straight and narrow.
Scarlett disappointedly asked me what the fuss was about. He is only human after all. I smiled at that, wondering the same thing but not really expecting to understand the answers.
Noynoy came in with a bunch of security protecting him from the crowd. He could barely pass through the gates since folks just flocked around him.
When he started speaking, I was enthralled. He was not a pontificating, overly-righteous priest on a pulpit and neither was he a bragging I-made-all-this possible kind of trapo. He just said his piece with sincerity and cool that I admired.
He was humble since he admitted he cannot speak Ilongo and had even asked Mar Roxas to teach him a few phrases he could use. He brought up the issue about GSIS which a retired teacher asked him about.
He pointed out some of the things that could be done and made a promise for change.
I guess our people here in Passi are aware of the need for change. We do not want promises of big things. We do not want projects like new everything.
We just want a clean, transparent government that cares enough to serve us as they should serve us.
I was offended with the way Drilon spouted about how he had this and that built and how he donated this and that amount. The question is, that money did not come from your personal pocket. That was the people’s money we were talking about and you are being given a salary by the people so that you will do your work and the things that you do.
I understand how difficult it is to be a politician and to lead the people but there really is no need to rub it all in. Idiots would applaud, but people who understand would not be too happy about that.
Leaders of the country are actually no different from government employees. We are all paid workers for the country and we are all paid to provide the services described for our particular jobs.
Teachers do not boast about the things they have to keep doing for the rest of the week despite being underpaid and overworked. Our dear leaders are actually much better off than ourselves…
I guess I have become even more determined to teach the unknowing and the unwary about all these little things so that certain politicians would not take advantage of them ever again.
Passi City is just one small speck of the Republic of the Philippines so we were quite thrilled to learn that Aquino would by.
I wanted to know what the hype was about and so, I skipped my last period class that afternoon and went off with three co-teacher to the social hall.
We were there by three PM but Noynoy, who was supposed to arrive at 2 failed to show up at that time.
But we were entertained by good singers. One (I was not able to catch his name), was really a fascinating creature, self-effacing but intelligent and nice.
Anyway, around 5:30, Franklin Drilon arrived to warm up the stage for the arrival of Noynoy.
Scarlett, my social studies co-teacher, dragged us to the front seats so that we can get to see them full on.
I was nervous about that. I mean, I have always been a backseat spectator, happy to be totally out of the picture.
After Drilon’s talk of I built-this-and-that, Mar Roxas came in along with other senatoriables of the same party.
Mar was okay-looking in person. I was not able to listen to him since people started flocking at the front and were all putting up their cellphones and cameras to get his picture.
Anyway, he introduced the senatoriables and asked us if we are happy with these people in their line up. The two picked up unknown folks for their senator lines. One was the fine-looking Biazon who was unknown to me until he was brought in that fiasco. There was a guy wearing yellow shirt who had a phony smile plastered on his face though (but I did not catch his name). There was another female from the southern end of the country and she looks all-straight and narrow.
Scarlett disappointedly asked me what the fuss was about. He is only human after all. I smiled at that, wondering the same thing but not really expecting to understand the answers.
Noynoy came in with a bunch of security protecting him from the crowd. He could barely pass through the gates since folks just flocked around him.
When he started speaking, I was enthralled. He was not a pontificating, overly-righteous priest on a pulpit and neither was he a bragging I-made-all-this possible kind of trapo. He just said his piece with sincerity and cool that I admired.
He was humble since he admitted he cannot speak Ilongo and had even asked Mar Roxas to teach him a few phrases he could use. He brought up the issue about GSIS which a retired teacher asked him about.
He pointed out some of the things that could be done and made a promise for change.
I guess our people here in Passi are aware of the need for change. We do not want promises of big things. We do not want projects like new everything.
We just want a clean, transparent government that cares enough to serve us as they should serve us.
I was offended with the way Drilon spouted about how he had this and that built and how he donated this and that amount. The question is, that money did not come from your personal pocket. That was the people’s money we were talking about and you are being given a salary by the people so that you will do your work and the things that you do.
I understand how difficult it is to be a politician and to lead the people but there really is no need to rub it all in. Idiots would applaud, but people who understand would not be too happy about that.
Leaders of the country are actually no different from government employees. We are all paid workers for the country and we are all paid to provide the services described for our particular jobs.
Teachers do not boast about the things they have to keep doing for the rest of the week despite being underpaid and overworked. Our dear leaders are actually much better off than ourselves…
I guess I have become even more determined to teach the unknowing and the unwary about all these little things so that certain politicians would not take advantage of them ever again.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
New Horizon
The sun used to set in the west.
Now, it has made a big turn. My sun will set in the east.
Nah, that has nothing to do with this post.
I started playing with the idea that a career change would be good at this stage in my life.
I still love teaching, but I am craving more freedom than the system is allowed to give me.
I saw the opportunity a month ago and yes, I made a mad dash for it.
My application for this beautiful job that would give the freedom and the meaning and the sense of satisfaction I have been seeking is on the table of the bosses right now.
I am on the threshold of that unventured path which I have chosen for myself.A path which will require me to get out of my comfort zone and which will demand just about as much as it would give me.
However, the folks involved in this venture have given me their approval and trust right from the start.
Yes, I have made the decision. Now, I am waiting for the verdict.
Pray for me guys. I want to leave the system for a while and play in the field. I hope I get accepted.
It is still about teaching but I would have a different set of clienteles now. I already have plans on how to become effective at what I do and I will make use of my spare time re-evaluating my goals in life and preparing structured lesson plans in preparation for a full-time teaching career when I go back to the system years later (much, much later).
Now, it has made a big turn. My sun will set in the east.
Nah, that has nothing to do with this post.
I started playing with the idea that a career change would be good at this stage in my life.
I still love teaching, but I am craving more freedom than the system is allowed to give me.
I saw the opportunity a month ago and yes, I made a mad dash for it.
My application for this beautiful job that would give the freedom and the meaning and the sense of satisfaction I have been seeking is on the table of the bosses right now.
I am on the threshold of that unventured path which I have chosen for myself.A path which will require me to get out of my comfort zone and which will demand just about as much as it would give me.
However, the folks involved in this venture have given me their approval and trust right from the start.
Yes, I have made the decision. Now, I am waiting for the verdict.
Pray for me guys. I want to leave the system for a while and play in the field. I hope I get accepted.
It is still about teaching but I would have a different set of clienteles now. I already have plans on how to become effective at what I do and I will make use of my spare time re-evaluating my goals in life and preparing structured lesson plans in preparation for a full-time teaching career when I go back to the system years later (much, much later).
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