Thoughts on Teaching

More than a profession, teaching is a calling. Some might have forgotten it because of things that happen beyond their control. May it be what is required of the job, family concerns, money problems, or even politicking. Some might have forgotten what it really means to teach. The values, as a teacher, that we should always have. What we should stand for…

So, here are some of my thoughts on teaching.

My Two Cents (or should I say piso?) on Teaching:

Teaching is not for someone who wants POWER,
It’s for someone who wants to EMPOWER.
It is not for someone who wants FOLLOWERS, 
But for someone who wants to create LEADERS.
It’s not for someone who seeks VALIDATION,
But for someone who can give AFFIRMATION freely.
It’s not for someone who is UNCARING,
But for someone who can be STRICT out of love and discipline.
It’s not for someone who wants to get RICH fast,
But for someone who knows how to be RESOURCEFUL when the going gets ‘tight’.
Lastly, teaching is not for those who are QUIET with their convictions. It’s for those who stay TRUE to their convictions, no matter what. 

How about you? No matter who you are, what’s your thought on teaching? Who are the people that should be teaching? What kind of values should they have?

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Start Writing

After the first letter is clicked, what an adrenaline rush! Inspired (persuaded? bullied into?) by my friend Arra, I went to this site:

http://www.themostdangerouswritingapp.com/

Even before I typed in my first word, I was already thinking about the words and sentences that I want to write. It was so exciting, yet, unnerving at the same time. What should I write? Should I write that in? How would I say what I want to say? How does that subject and verb agreement goes? Will I be able to write continuously for three minutes?

The idea behind this site is that if you stop writing, everything you have written will be gone. You can’t cheat also! You can’t type and delete, type and delete, and type and delete while waiting for that next word to come to you. That’s why I was so nervous to write! But you know what is the secret to finishing this challenge? Just start writing. 

2nd story pt. 1

2nd story
We’re two ships sailing

Here’s one of my first “stories”. I was able to write this because this story had been bothering for a long time now. However, I always made excuses not to write it down. Excuses such as “I don’t have time yet”, “I’m not in the mood”, “I don’t have the right paper and pen”, or “I’m too lazy to write it down”. But it begs to be written down because it’s always on my mind. If you read it, you’ll see grammatical errors and inconsistent voices. You’ll also notice how disconnected some sentences would be. You’ll see how I jumped from an idea to another. How I shift voices, tenses, and ideas. But I think, that’s part of the magic of this site.

Soon, I let go and just forget about the rules. I just start writing and kept on writing. Without any fear of the “rules”. With just the words I want to write. With just the sentiments I want to be honest with. I started with 3 minutes and now I find myself enjoying and not breaking any sweat with 10 minutes! Like, whoah. Haha!

It’s always a liberating experience to write. Not just with this site but, in general. Why? This site made me realize that this statement is true, “We write what the heart is full of…” I have written other things in this site that I’m not that comfortable to share with a whole lot. Things that, sometimes, I don’t even what to think about. Like dreams that are too close yet still too far. Or of fears that lurks around the corners of my mind. And of people. Stories that I would not share but have written. I’m still not that brave, dear reader. So, for now, I’m just sharing written fictions. Haha!

3rd story
Summer seasons are the worst

 

So there. Why don’t you challenge yourself with this? Start writing! 

Random Reminders for the Rest of 2018

2018 have indeed started and I’m okay with it so far! There’s a lot going on and, for sure, more have yet to come. I can feel it. This is the year where I’ll achieve things, may it be the way I thought it is or maybe in another totally different direction. Whatever it is, I am excited for it to happen.

However, with the excitement also comes fear. Fear of failing. Fear of being stuck. Fear of the unknown. Fear of not being able to do your best. And while feeling all those fears and doubts, I have realized something. Fear paralyzes you. The more you entertain fearful thoughts, the more you get less things done. Fear holds you back from your dreams. It’s a two-step backwards from achieving your goals. Why can’t you have a fearless 2018?  Why not go for the gold? Why not try to reach the stars? Why not?

So here are some reminders for myself for the rest of 2018. Some reminders that could, hopefully, make me choose to always do my best.

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Ever heard this saying before? Simply put, it means even some Dumb Jane can be useful. Although, I have a different approach with it. What it means to me is that you should be less critical of yourself. If a broken clock is right twice a day then, probably, you did something right on this day. Maybe, with the hundred things you’ve done today, you’ve made one thing right. So, no matter how shitty you might feel maybe it is not bad after all. Celebrate that one thing you made right and improve on the rest. Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s okay to be broken. It’s okay to be dumb at times. It’s okay not to be okay. But what’s not okay is staying that way. A broken clock gets fixed eventually. So should you.

All are called to be great, but only a few responds.

Do we choose where we would be? Do we choose what we would be? Or is everything already written in the stars? It’s your destiny to be there. It’s your destiny to be this rather than to be that. Sometimes I feel that I have such too big of a dream. That maybe it’s time to be “realistic”. You know? Putting you feet on the ground. Take root. Stay. Because if destiny has no hand at all of this, then why are there so many “average” people? I thought it was because it is not their destiny to be great. I was wrong. I have come to realize that all are called to be great, but only a few responds. All are destined to be great. However, the path to your destiny is your choice. It’s your choice not to achieve your dreams, not to fight for it, not to work hard for it. It’s your choice to stop pursuing your dreams, getting comfortable, staying contented. It’s your choice.

Cheers for Beer Day!

This is a bible verse, but before we get religious I think we can still apply it to our daily lives. Well, in the bible this talks about how you cannot love God and money at the same time and at the same level. Why? Because stuff. Anyway…I think, this also say something about our priorities. We live in an age where people are proud multi-taskers, but is it really something to be proud of? On a certain level, yes. Not all the time, though. Recently, I find myself torn between two “masters”. Two things that I should be doing, two things that are completely different from one another. The result? I’m not excelling in any one of them. I’m not doing my best in any. I’m not able to give my 100% to any.

You see, it’s not just about doing things. It’s not just about the work load. It’s also about the way you feel. How dedicated would you be to any of the two? Which is more important? Other times it would be this one, then it would be the other one. Can that really work? What would you prioritized more of the two? Where would you focus more?

What if it is two competing dreams? Because of trying to balance the two, you’ll end up losing both. You could also end up losing one. Then realizing that it was your ultimate dream and you just blew your chances. The take away here? Hindi pwedeng hati yung puso mo. You need to decide.

So, there you go dear readers! Hope some of my ramblings here help! Let’s all do our best this 2018, okay?

Love Sharing Season

This love sharing season, me and my friends made the most out of it. Me and, my friend, Ciara thought that it would be nice to do some kind of outreach for kids for Christmas. We talked about that around August and when November came, I thought, we will never push it through. However, we all had extra time on our hands! That’s why we were able to do our very first True Friends Group Love Sharing Season.

True Friends Group consists of me, Ciara, Krizza, Lianne, and Arcee. We are high school friends, to start with. There’s a story behind the name of our group but that shouldn’t be your main concern, right? Anyway, the name stuck already. Haha. And since we don’t want to call our little project an outreach program, we decided to call the event “Love Sharing Season.”

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True Friends Group Love Sharing Season

What? Where? When? Who? Why? How? Honestly, I can’t still able to answer the how of it all. I’m still amazed that we were able to pull this off!

What? It’s a little Christmas party for 75 kids. We were able to give those kids a mini party with games and prizes. We also gave them kits with a lot of stuff in it. The kits have pencil set, activity book, notebook, crayons, cup, food keeper, nail cutter, face towel, toothbrush, mirror, comb, toy, and a prayer book. For our merienda and lunch, we bought Jollibee! We also gave some tokens for the teachers and people who helped us during the event.

Where and when? Paysawan, Bagac, Bataan Elementary School. December 16th.

Who? KIDS! Our next target are the elderly. We’ll keep you updated. 😉

Why? We felt that’s it is time to spread some love. We already have enough and then some more in our life. Why not share love to others, right? We also choose someplace here in Bataan because we are all living here now. This is our community and it’s our responsibility to make it a better place.

How? With the help of a LOT OF PEOPLE! If we did this project without the help of others, we wouldn’t be able to give a lot of things and made a lot of kids happier this Christmas season. It would just be a plan. Never a reality. The practical side of this project is that we searched for sponsors. We asked family and friends if they are willing to sponsor a kid for this amount. Amazingly, they are more than willing to help!

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With our major sponsors Amanda’s Marine Products and Road Side Cafe

Some of the things I learned while doing this project:

  1. We need to grow. The five of us grew a little with this small project by changing a little of our perspective or habit. Some of us learned how to think about the bigger picture. Some learned to go the extra mile. Some learned how to be more organized while some learned how to be more chill. Some learned how to have a schedule while some learned how to be more spontaneous.
  2. There are a lot of people who are willing to help. I was, still am, overwhelmed with how much people are willing to become a sponsor. I am still shocked at how much they are willing to spend to make a kid happy this season. Indeed, there are still good souls left in this world.
  3. We can do things if we FOCUS. We always have those little projects in mind. Maybe, some are on our bucket list. And we always find ourselves not doing them because of thousands of excuses. Well……..if you have excuses then they are not really your priority now. Don’t beat yourself up for that. However, if you really want to make those grand ideas into reality then you really need to FOCUS. You need to sit down and plan. You need to organize. You need to dedicate time for it. You need to stick to the schedule. You need to FOCUS.

There you go! I’m super duper uber thankful to everyone who made this project successful. Words are not enough to express how thankful and grateful I am to all of you.

Btw, here’s a short video of what happened that day. Enjoy!

Credits: Rhythm of Love by Plain White T’s

Perfectly Persuaded

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So I’ve just recently watched the film adaptation of Persuasion, the 1995 version. This is the second adaptation I’ve watched but it still pierced my soul.  Ha! Before we begin, let us all read the whole letter of Captain Wentworth for Anne Elliot.

I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. You alone have brought me to Bath. For you alone, I think and plan. Have you not seen this? Can you fail to have understood my wishes? I had not waited even these ten days, could I have read your feelings, as I think you must have penetrated mine. I can hardly write. I am every instant hearing something which overpowers me. You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others. Too good, too excellent creature! You do us justice, indeed. You do believe that there is true attachment and constancy among men. Believe it to be most fervent, most undeviating, in

F. W.

I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never.

There are days, I must admit, that I like Persuasion more than Pride and Prejudice. Sorry, Mr. Darcy. I mean… who wouldn’t fall with a letter like this?!? To say Captain Wentworth is eloquent is such an understatement. Just like Mr. Darcy, Captain Wentworth is a perfect hero for Miss Austen’s heroine. Just got back from the navy, can write a romantic letter, and (most importantly) rich! Now let’s talk about my favorite parts of this letter.

“Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever.”

Fortunately, it’s not yet late for Capt. Wentworth and Anne. But, for some people, eight years is just too long ago. People have moved on for less than those years, some might even just need eight months or eight weeks! Maybe that’s why this letter just melts your heart. Can you still imagine someone still pinning for a lost love for eight years?

“I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.”

Ahhhh, so kilig! Yeah, he’s not perfect but he sure is consistent for all those years. With all the hugots and heartbreaks around us, this line just hits that tender spot in our hearts. Who still writes like this? Can someone still write like this and mean it? Why have we forgotten the wonders of written letters? Why have we overlooked words and their uses when they could convey so much more? If I write a letter today, will I sound like this? When was the last time you have written a letter? Write one today and it’s still up to you if you’ll send it or not. There is just magic in composing one.

“You sink your voice, but I can distinguish the tones of that voice when they would be lost on others.”

THIS. We can all relate to this. Haha! This is us every time our crush is just around the corner. It’s like your ears are just wired to sense his/her voice over others. Your eyes are trained to follow him/her with just your peripheral vision. Your body just know where he/she stands and what he/she is doing. It’s so laughable because it’s so true.

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.”

This is Persuasion’s comeback from Pride and Prejudice’s “you have bewitched me body and soul.” This line is something we have gone through. It captured that emotion, that feeling. Long before we heard this line, we cannot identify that feeling. However, now we know. We are in between agony and hope. No matter how dramatic it may sound, we have been there.

So there. My writing prompt for this day. I want to end this by saying, you should read the book. If you liked Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre, then, this one should be on your tbr list. It’s not just about unrequited love and happy endings but it also talks about how society influence our choices. I think that we can still relate with their society. Theirs is not that different from ours. Maybe we can learn a thing or two from reading this.

I’m excited for you to read this gem. Happy reading in the future, dear readers!

500 Words A Day

An Ad on Twitter

If I follow this ad, what will I write about?

Should I write about myself and bore you to death? Should I write about others and look like a gossip? Plus, their stories are not mine to tell. Do you want me to write about my travels? But I may sound so absorbed. Can I write about the books I’ve read? But you might be disinterested. What if I write about the boys I’ve liked? Nah, too much “what ifs”. Then should I write about the girls I hated before? Eh, I’m too blunt not to hurt anyone, eventually. Should I write about fashion? But mine’s too eclectic to write a disciplined prose. How about food? Bad idea, I’m starving this moment. Maybe I should refocus my writing, move away from trivialities. Should I write about the Realpolitik with regard to our claims in the South China Sea? Or write about how the Rohingya is not just a political question but it also question our humanity? How about if I write about what Catalonia’s experience means for the Philippines’ future? What if I start my literature about migration and aging population once again? Are these too much for you? Yep, they are even too much for me.

What if I write about my past? Musings of yesterday and its lessons? But it sounds too cliche. How many have you heard about their past? Mine’s not too melodramatic to begin with. Just enough stumbles and bruises to get you clickbait. Is that even a word? I also fear that I may sound righteous, like a hypocritical pastor pressuring its congregation that if I was able to do it then so can they. What if I write about the present? Ugh, too banal. I don’t fly to Hong Kong just to each lunch. I don’t attend parties and pass out at some random people’s place. I don’t have cute-meet stories at bookstores or a coffee shops. We don’t even have a legit bookstore here. Told you, presently, my life is too banal. But I’m fine with it. What if I write about the future? About how unsure I am of the future. About my dreams and plans. However, I’m scared that I might jinx it.

Maybe I should write a writing challenge. How about making THIS a writing challenge? I think, one or two will accept and write. I’m still a bit short of 500. But, hey, good try. And here, dear reader, my 500 words a day ends.

Entry for Love Month 2017

How time flies, it’s the Love Month already. As always, I’ll try a series of post for this month. Been doing this since I started blogging in 2007 (I think). Haha! So for my first entry… here’s a flash fiction that’s been bugging me for a while now. Btw, it’s in Filipino.

“Thank you, guys! Please wait for our second set later…” pagbaba ng banda patuloy pa rin ang pagpapatutog nila ng love songs. Pebrero na kasi. 

“Uy Michael kamusta trabaho? Tagal mo na dyan. Napromote ka na?” tanong ni Jude. 

“Di pa nga, pare. Pag ako nagsawang maghintay…bahala sila! Hahaha!” birong sagot naman ni Michael. “Ikaw Karla? Ikaw din Jen? Dami mo atang sideline ngayon ah.” 

Sabay-sabay kaming napatingin kay Jen at tumawa dahil siguro kilalang-kilala namin siya. 

“Huy Karla paabot naman nung tissue” pakiusap ni Jen. Sa pag-abot ko napansin kong parang kanina pa balisa si Red. Ano kayang tumatakbo sa isip niya? Trabaho din kaya? Sana. 

“Yosi lang ako sa labas…” paalam ni Red. 

“Akala ko ba umuwi si Red sa kanila? Bakit andito na agad siya?” usisa ni Jen. 

“Baka may tinatakasan…” sagot ni Jude.

“Ang sabihin mo ‘di alam ang pupuntahan! Hahaha!” balik ni Jen at natawa silang lahat. Tama siya. Laging magulo si Red. 

“Uy Karla may bago kang tattoo? Anong design? Saan mo pinalagay? Patingin! Dali!” sigaw ni Jen. 

“Uhmm… dito lang sa may gilid. Eto oh… it’s an anchor.” sagot ko. 

Hating 2016

Most, if not all, hated 2016 with a passion. Good thing that there’s an end to it. Hello 2017, bye 2016! And in all things we hate, we must have learned a thing or two… how about five? 

They say that we, millenials, are so entitled. But up to what point? Yes, we’re all entitled to our emotions. We are entitled to feel them. We are entitled to be happy, sad, depressed, mad, excited, etc. etc. However, we are not entitled to our actions. We are beholden to our actions. We need to remember that every action have consequences. So if your emotion is pushing you to do a certain action, better think twice! 

You will learn this the hard way. 2016 for me is full of No-s. Every job application I’ve been sending out since June were negatively responded… except for one. Which was just positively responded this December. Those month in between were a bit hellish but they are part of the journey. I love those No-s!!! Why? Because I strongly believe that every No will lead you to your real destiny. Never fear a No for it might just be the best thing that will happen to you. 

How many heartbreaks can 2016 throw you? Add those to the heartbreaks that were thrown at you from 2015, 2014, 2013, and so on. That’s a lot of baggage to carry! But maybe time can heal your wounds. It will. However, I’ve discovered, that travel can heal certain wounds as well. Travel nourishes my soul, it renews me. Travel locally, travel out of the country. Travel in style, travel cheap. Travel to places you’ve never been to, travel to places you know like the back of your hand. Travel with your eyes, travel using your feet, travel and smell that different air. Travel to catch sunrise and sunsets. Travel to touch oceans, travel to sleep in another bed. Travel to take pictures, travel to make memories. Travel to write, travel to tell stories. And when you’ve done all those things you’ll see your wounds healed.

They also call it the art of Letting Go. This is hard too, you need a 4.00 in your Philo classes to even try this. Well, ehem… Anyway… Back in the old days of my youth I’ve learn a thing or two about detachment. Some may interpret it as “not caring” but it is more than that. Detachment in the sense that I can let go of things that are simply not meant to be. Detachment in the sense that things can be replaced, that I’ve survived without them before. Detachment in the sense that I don’t dwell too long in situations that are beyond my control. Detachment in the sense that I cared but I understood enough to let go. Maybe this is why I’m always “chill”… 

Remember that movie with that hot Jack Frost in it? This is the piece of advice he took that made him a successful Guardian. What’s your center? Maybe it’s joy. Maybe it’s hope. Maybe it’s love. What can keep you going when everything else fails you? What can you hold on to when everything falls apart? Anong panghuhugutan mo? For me… it’s  faith. Faith in goodness. Faith that all things happen for the greater good. Faith in humanity. Faith in love. Faith in faith. Faith keeps me going. 

For being such a bitchy year, 2016 definitely taught me a lot. Here is just my top five. Well, top lessons that sounded so mature and philosophical. LOL! 

I am happy though. Happy that this year happened. Happy that it will end soon. Happy to have experienced it with people who are fun to be with. Goodbye 2016… maybe, just maybe, your worth looking back on. 

Here’s to an exciting 2017! 

Favorite Father

Deducing from the title, this is a post-father’s day post (a late post). By default, my favourite father is my father since he’s my only father. Why the title? Nothing. If you haven’t notice before well… I love using alliteration for my titles, thus, the title. 

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2010, Hong Kong Disneyland

Back in my teenage-angsty day I didn’t appreciate my father the way he should be appreciated.  Fortunately,  now I know how blessed I am for having him as my father. He’s simply the best! He’s a good provider, first and foremost. In our family, he is the organized one, the systematic one. He’s the one that puts us in order when everything seems chaotic. What I like about him most is his sense of humor!  He usually make people laugh with his one liner side comments. Thanks to him I am able to achieve so many things. Thanks to God that he showed me how my Papa loves me. Despite the distance,  since he’s working abroad,  I am now assured with his love. I thank God that He gave me a “new” heart and because of that I have the luxury of time to tell Papa that I love him, everyday, and mean it.

Happy late Father’s Day Papa! Can’t wait for you to go home… take care and I love you.