Whew, at last sa wakas tapos narin. This week has been a tiring one. We had the first quarter tests Monday and Tuesday then the haggard planning and communicating for the music ministry seminar and altar server seminar. Then on the day itself, the seminar I was't able to grasp all the wisdom that Father Marcs shared because of the policing of the students. Adding to it a body lacking sleep (I slept 2 am to prepare the ppt of the mass songs), a heart of disappointments and the worry brought about by Jo$ep G.u#@n"$o bullying my mother. I'm looking forward to a week of rest before i'll do again my chores, checking the papers and preparing the lesson plans.Not to mention the preparations needed for the recollection and the pastoral planning for the CLE Dept.
How stressful. But no, with the inspiration by people who are full of zeal ad passion in their decision to follow Christ, not only is my faith strengthened but my body as well. Fr. Marcs is so inspiring with his patience and selflessness to share his knowledge, talent and love of God. This morning when we had the prayer service for the Quinio family (the August 25, 2010 accident in Sablan, Benguet), I am challenged more to never tire in the service for the love of God through the sharing/testimonies of memories with the departed family. They were active in their prayer group in Florida, their kindness and simplicity.
A lot of work is still needed and plans having to be put into action for the Spirituality of the Josean students. But with God as my strength, leading and provider, all will be well and good. God's will be done.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
To Tonchingwa and Molly
Still feeling devastated over the death of two of our dogs, Tonchingwa (2 years old) and Molly (not even a year old). I feel sad because they bring joy and energy after a day's tiring work. Tonchingwa can bark as loud as he can but knows how to control his volume when inside the house. Molly's black and brown shade makes him look like an "anito" (ghost). And these two dogs' got personality.
At first, we thought they were just suffering a simple illness but we were wrong. I feel so regretful and I wish I could bring back time. Because of our busy schedule, we weren't able to notice the symptoms and the silent clues of their suffering. I regret over my neglect also on my part. How I wish I could have spent more time with them before they died. I feel more sadness when it comes to my mind the memories I had with these two "man's best friend". I will surely miss them.
Maybe the wisdom that I can share about this happening is the willingness to sacrifice quality time over a love one, a passion or anything that helps one grow. This time I learned my lesson also not to be mindless of the slight changes in behavior of our pets (and much more of humans) so that anything wrong will still be given the time to heal or correct it. This calls for sensitivity to others (not only of pets but much more on our human relationships). For we don't know, the symptoms that something's wrong maybe already under our nose but we just refuse to notice it. Haaay...Tonchigwa and Molly taught me a lesson I will never forget.
At first, we thought they were just suffering a simple illness but we were wrong. I feel so regretful and I wish I could bring back time. Because of our busy schedule, we weren't able to notice the symptoms and the silent clues of their suffering. I regret over my neglect also on my part. How I wish I could have spent more time with them before they died. I feel more sadness when it comes to my mind the memories I had with these two "man's best friend". I will surely miss them.
Maybe the wisdom that I can share about this happening is the willingness to sacrifice quality time over a love one, a passion or anything that helps one grow. This time I learned my lesson also not to be mindless of the slight changes in behavior of our pets (and much more of humans) so that anything wrong will still be given the time to heal or correct it. This calls for sensitivity to others (not only of pets but much more on our human relationships). For we don't know, the symptoms that something's wrong maybe already under our nose but we just refuse to notice it. Haaay...Tonchigwa and Molly taught me a lesson I will never forget.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Goodbye July, Hello August
Been busy for the past days playing errr...facebook games heh he...
Now it's time to be back to reality. August hopefully will be a more fruitful month (and the coming months to come). Now I'm pondering on the thought of doing a sideline through data entry. I wish i could learn more about it and have a project soon to supplement my income.
I wish also I could start painting again, playing music and be on the fast track to accomplish my piano lessons...
Now it's time to be back to reality. August hopefully will be a more fruitful month (and the coming months to come). Now I'm pondering on the thought of doing a sideline through data entry. I wish i could learn more about it and have a project soon to supplement my income.
I wish also I could start painting again, playing music and be on the fast track to accomplish my piano lessons...
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Our Three Days Seminar
I only met my class twice this week because of a three day seminar. The first one was about enhancing the English language skills of our student while the past Thur and Friday was a workshop for CEAP (Catholic Educators Association of the Philippines) Regional.
After a trial implementation of the program in San Isidro, Abatan, the Diocese of Baguio parochial schools are going to include in the curriculum the PCEP module. It trains the students (and teacher as well) on the proper spoken neutral English, comprehension and confidence building in public speaking. For me, this is really something of a good news. I just hope all of us, teachers, will cooperate and be willing to be trained. For at the end of the day, the benefits will not only to go the students but for all the teachers and the name of the school as well.
Thursday and Friday was a time spent on seminar and workshops on the new challenge to educators with our current social and environmental concerns. Basically, it was all about looking back from the past, analyzing it and moving forward to the future with guided imagination. With the hope of not repeating the mistakes of the past.
Another important info shared by DEPED Regional Director, Josefina Tamondong in the workshop was the "10 Ways to Fix Philippine Basic Education" by Pres. Benigno S. "Noynoy" Aquino III. Here are a rundown of it:
After a trial implementation of the program in San Isidro, Abatan, the Diocese of Baguio parochial schools are going to include in the curriculum the PCEP module. It trains the students (and teacher as well) on the proper spoken neutral English, comprehension and confidence building in public speaking. For me, this is really something of a good news. I just hope all of us, teachers, will cooperate and be willing to be trained. For at the end of the day, the benefits will not only to go the students but for all the teachers and the name of the school as well.
Thursday and Friday was a time spent on seminar and workshops on the new challenge to educators with our current social and environmental concerns. Basically, it was all about looking back from the past, analyzing it and moving forward to the future with guided imagination. With the hope of not repeating the mistakes of the past.
Another important info shared by DEPED Regional Director, Josefina Tamondong in the workshop was the "10 Ways to Fix Philippine Basic Education" by Pres. Benigno S. "Noynoy" Aquino III. Here are a rundown of it:
- 12 - Year Basic Education Cycle (...well, this is something just waiting to be materialized if we really want to be at par with the global education)
- Universal pre-schooling for all (public schools)
- Madaris (for Muslims) as a sub-system within the Education system (I wish there would also be a sub-system for Indigenous education)
- Technical vocational education as an alternative stream in senior high school
- "Every Child a Reader" by Grade 1
- Science and Math proficiency (this one needs to be addressed the soonest)
- Assistance to private schools as essential partners in basic education (made much applause from us, private educators)
- Medium of Instruction retionalized
- Learn English well and connect to the World
- Learn Filipino well and connect to our country
- Retain your dialect and connect to your heritage (this one I like)
- Quality textbooks
- Covenant with Local Government to build more schools (which means more teachers as well)
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Reflections on Life
With the death of one of my student last Sunday, it made me ponder on life itself. That event is a reminder that everything has an end. No matter how much we try prevent it, death comes and it will come. What is worst is that it comes on times when we least expect it.
I remember Charlz was just seated on the 2nd row in the middle column of the seating arrangement smiling last Friday, July 25. A well behaved boy with a warm personality.Sunday came and we reported to school for the homeroom PTA meeting and the news of his suicide welcomed us. What a lost! At first many doesn't want to believe it and so we went to their house to verify. And we saw him there ready to be embalmed.
As to why did he do it? That we don't know for not even a note was left in his room.Family and friends are puzzled for they were just with him Saturday night. The nearest possible reason they can point out is family problem, the illness of his father and the series of consecutive deaths in their family ( imagine the death of his two uncles and one grandfather in just one year? And prior to that, there are two more cousin's father who passed away last 2009.)
Life, how precious and fragile it is. What we make out of this life will affect where and what we will become when we meet death. Personally, I realized that I might be working hard earning for a comfortable future but am I also prepared for the inevitable? Or I might have prepared well myself, done good and served God but in just a split of a second decision to take away my life can erase all of the good deeds diverting my path from heaven into what they call Limbo if not in hell. This is what I fear. It is not the ghost of the dead nor the hardships of life but the capacity of the individual to take away his own life using his own hand. I hope and pray that the series of suicide happening in our locality will end.
To those who have gone ahead in the afterlife, may they all rest in peace in Christ Jesus. And may the evil that claims prematurely life come to an end. Amen.
I remember Charlz was just seated on the 2nd row in the middle column of the seating arrangement smiling last Friday, July 25. A well behaved boy with a warm personality.Sunday came and we reported to school for the homeroom PTA meeting and the news of his suicide welcomed us. What a lost! At first many doesn't want to believe it and so we went to their house to verify. And we saw him there ready to be embalmed.
As to why did he do it? That we don't know for not even a note was left in his room.Family and friends are puzzled for they were just with him Saturday night. The nearest possible reason they can point out is family problem, the illness of his father and the series of consecutive deaths in their family ( imagine the death of his two uncles and one grandfather in just one year? And prior to that, there are two more cousin's father who passed away last 2009.)
Life, how precious and fragile it is. What we make out of this life will affect where and what we will become when we meet death. Personally, I realized that I might be working hard earning for a comfortable future but am I also prepared for the inevitable? Or I might have prepared well myself, done good and served God but in just a split of a second decision to take away my life can erase all of the good deeds diverting my path from heaven into what they call Limbo if not in hell. This is what I fear. It is not the ghost of the dead nor the hardships of life but the capacity of the individual to take away his own life using his own hand. I hope and pray that the series of suicide happening in our locality will end.
To those who have gone ahead in the afterlife, may they all rest in peace in Christ Jesus. And may the evil that claims prematurely life come to an end. Amen.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Recycling an old post
I just want to share a post I've written a few years ago from my friendster blog he he...
There’s this cute little girl in the gym whose name is Daphne. Around 9 years old, tan, chubby, talkative, playfull, beautiful especially with her smile. The niece of Ms. Sanil. She is an elementary here in San Jose School.
I didn’t take that much notice of her. But just this Tuesday, after the culmination of the nutrition month, I don’t have the enthusiasm to enter my last class. Everybody is so tired after the activity in the morning and everybody wishes the day to end right away. Then I met Daphne as I was going out of the faculty room. She was surprised that she didn’t knew I am a teacher in the High School Department. I read in her face that it is a pleasure to see me there. It made me smile wide and she smiled wider. But I have to go on because I will be late in class.
Few days later, as the jeep I was riding on stopped for some more pasaheros, it was Daphne getting inside and she gave me that sweet angelic smile again. The vacant seat they got is five people away from me but I can hear her conversing with her adult companion. She was telling her about me. The more I smiled when she said I am her CLASSMATE! He he he…well, the adult was amused and so was I, but hey, it’s true isn’t it? We are studying karate in the same classroom (ground floor of Epiphany Church), with the same schedule (MWF) and under the same teacher, Sensei Jun, therefore we are classmates.
Then last Friday August 3, 2007, we are about to start and she isn’t yet around. Her friend, Kim who is a quiet and honest girl, told us that she might not be coming because she has an appointment with her doctor. When asked why,she said that Daphne told her it’s about dieting! hmmm… the little girl is already figure concious, huh? But she just amused us gain this time.
When we were about to start, she joined us with her maong on. Poor Daphne, Sensei reprimanded her because of that. Have he only known that she just came from a visit and because of her eagerness to join us, she didn’t drop by her house to get a change of clothes, maybe he too would be amused as well.
After the session, she is again so noisy running, laughing and playing with the other kids until her sundo tagged her to go home.
There’s this cute little girl in the gym whose name is Daphne. Around 9 years old, tan, chubby, talkative, playfull, beautiful especially with her smile. The niece of Ms. Sanil. She is an elementary here in San Jose School.
I didn’t take that much notice of her. But just this Tuesday, after the culmination of the nutrition month, I don’t have the enthusiasm to enter my last class. Everybody is so tired after the activity in the morning and everybody wishes the day to end right away. Then I met Daphne as I was going out of the faculty room. She was surprised that she didn’t knew I am a teacher in the High School Department. I read in her face that it is a pleasure to see me there. It made me smile wide and she smiled wider. But I have to go on because I will be late in class.
Few days later, as the jeep I was riding on stopped for some more pasaheros, it was Daphne getting inside and she gave me that sweet angelic smile again. The vacant seat they got is five people away from me but I can hear her conversing with her adult companion. She was telling her about me. The more I smiled when she said I am her CLASSMATE! He he he…well, the adult was amused and so was I, but hey, it’s true isn’t it? We are studying karate in the same classroom (ground floor of Epiphany Church), with the same schedule (MWF) and under the same teacher, Sensei Jun, therefore we are classmates.
Then last Friday August 3, 2007, we are about to start and she isn’t yet around. Her friend, Kim who is a quiet and honest girl, told us that she might not be coming because she has an appointment with her doctor. When asked why,she said that Daphne told her it’s about dieting! hmmm… the little girl is already figure concious, huh? But she just amused us gain this time.
When we were about to start, she joined us with her maong on. Poor Daphne, Sensei reprimanded her because of that. Have he only known that she just came from a visit and because of her eagerness to join us, she didn’t drop by her house to get a change of clothes, maybe he too would be amused as well.
After the session, she is again so noisy running, laughing and playing with the other kids until her sundo tagged her to go home.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Another school year
A few hours from now, I will be back to San Jose High School for a meeting that will start another school year. It's happy and sad. Sad because many of our colleagues will not be with us in search of greener pasture. Public school teachers receive twice or thrice of our monthly pay. A few hours ago, Joan, another close friend and colleague confirmed that she will resign to work as a call center agent in Manila. I wish her good luck for I know that she needs it more.
Though many will go, I am anxious to meet new colleagues who will later be friends. One friend from the past will even be one among us starting tomorrow. I am also anticipating the many changes that will happen this school year for the improvement of the curriculum, facilities and of course our skills (and I hope and dearly hope a big raise in our salaries).
But no matter if it is sad, happy or a combination of both, with this new school year also comes a better me. I vowed not to let anything to get in the way of improving my craft and creativity. It is a way to celebrate the gifts God gave me. No matter how simple or ordinary they are. I hope this year I'll be able to do it.
Though many will go, I am anxious to meet new colleagues who will later be friends. One friend from the past will even be one among us starting tomorrow. I am also anticipating the many changes that will happen this school year for the improvement of the curriculum, facilities and of course our skills (and I hope and dearly hope a big raise in our salaries).
But no matter if it is sad, happy or a combination of both, with this new school year also comes a better me. I vowed not to let anything to get in the way of improving my craft and creativity. It is a way to celebrate the gifts God gave me. No matter how simple or ordinary they are. I hope this year I'll be able to do it.
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