Sunday, December 30, 2007
"Never borrow from the future. If you worry about what
may happen tomorrow and it doesn't happen, you have worried in vain.
Even if it does happen, you have to worry twice."
2. Go to bed on time.
3. Get up on time so you can start the day unrushed.
4. Say No to projects that won't fit into your time schedule, or that will
compromise your mental health.
5. Delegate tasks to capable others.
6. Simplify and unclutter your life.
7. Less is more.. (Although one is often not enough, two are often too
8. Allow extra time to do things and to get to places.
9. Pace yourself. Spread out big changes and difficult projects over
time; don't lump the hard things all together.
10. Take one day at a time.
11. Separate worries from concerns. If a situation is a concern, find
out what God would have you do and let go of the anxiety. If you can't
do anything about a situation, forget it.
12. Live within your budget; don't use credit cards for ordinary purchases.
13 . Have backups; an extra car key in your wallet, an extra house key
buried in the garden, extra stamps, etc.
14. K.M.S. (Keep Mouth Shut). This single piece of advice can prevent
an enormous amount of trouble.
15. Do something for the Kid in You everyday.
16. Carry a Bible with you to read while waiting in line.
17. Get enough rest.
18. Eat right.
19. Get organized so everything has its place.
20. Listen to a tape while driving that can help improve your quality of
21. Write down thoughts and inspirations.
22. Every day, find time to be alone.
23. Having problems? Talk to God on the spot.. Try to nip small
problems in the bud. Don't wait until it's time to go to bed to try
24. Make friends with Godly people.
25. Keep a folder of favorite scriptures on hand.
26. Remember that the shortest bridge between despair and hope is
often a good "Thank you Jesus."
28. Laugh some more!
29. Take your work seriously, but not yourself at all.
30. Develop a forgiving attitude (most people are doing the best they can).
31. Be kind to unkind people (they probably need it the most).
32. Sit on your ego.
33. Talk less; listen more.
34. Slow down.
35. Remind yourself that you are not the general manager of the universe.
36 . Every night before bed, think of one thing you're grateful for
that you've never been grateful for before. GOD HAS A WAY OF TURNING
THINGS AROUND FOR YOU. "If God is for us, who can be against us?"
Sunday, December 16, 2007
I was on a jeep (packed like sardines with sacks of rice, chickens, bags of junk food and boxes of various goods) that travels the worse-than-your-halsema road going to my birthplace. We left town at around 1PM and expected to arrive at around 6. Almost half way up the road that looks for the most part like a water buffalo mud pool, the jeep broke. The pile of metal (differential is it?) under its belly fell off because it has been "leveling off the stony 'hill' in between the path of the tires" for the last couple of hours. There were no houses in sight so we had no option other than to walk up the road and find a house while the guys try to do something about the jeep. After over half an hour of hiking, we came to a dwelling. There was a little sari-sari store with lots of ripe bananas for sale. We attacked the bananas while we wait. And we wait and wait and wait and wait then after two hours, I received an SMS asking me what color my bag is. A very nice lady carried my belongings to the house where I was. Apparently, the jeep was irreparable at the time and so we have no choice but to stay there overnight.
Good for us Igorots. We can be guests in people's houses even if they barely know us. All the passengers of the jeep were forced to leave their sacks of rice and boxes of goods in the jeep with a promise from the driver that he'll go down to town to buy the necessary parts, fix his jeep and deliver their supplies to their doors.
I and my brother was supposed to be in the village that day but since we were stranded in the middle of nowhere, and the meeting we were supposed to go to pushed through without us, we did not have any more reason to go so we went back to town by foot the next morning. The problem was that I was wearing my usual half-inch heeled sandals. Along the way, my brother noticed that I was getting slower and slower. He assumed it's due to blisters. Good for me he was wearing flipflops (step-in nga kuna da) so we exchanged footwears. Of the 5 hours that we hiked, I walked with my sandals for an hour, my brother for 4 hours. LOL
Thank God for big brothers.
(Last night he was at my home. He was watching TV and had put up his legs on the center table. I noticed a big keloid-like extension on both his big toes. I'm sure my sandals are to blame for those big blisters.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
- Pick your birth month.
- Bold the 5-10 that best apply to you.
- Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months (Click here for the months).
MARCH: Attractive personality (di yata masyado kase maraming takot sa'kin). Sexy (noon, hahaha). Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic (itanong na lang sa iba, kakahiya naman:). Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others (dati, di na masyado ngayon, medyo na-out of tune eh!). Loves to serve others (in more general things, not much on washing dishes for someone or anything like that, c, i used to do that when I was younger but someone always told me na nagpapalapad ako ng papel so maybe i have a psychological thing with that aspect, lol). Easily angered (hah! tumpak na tumpak). Trustworthy (guessed what? I got a most trustworthy medal in 4th grade, does that count? hehe). Appreciative and returns kindness (if i can). Observant and assesses others. Revengeful (sumusumpong pa rin) Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling (sana). Loves attention (from one particular person, yes). Hasty decisions in choosing partners (in buying things, impulsive ako). Loves home decors (i love looking at them but i don't have the knack to put them together in an extraordinary way) Musically talented (i sing a little). Loves special things (who doesn't?). Moody (ah, yes, grabee)
I'll copy the birthmonths of the people (whom i personally know) tagged here and bold the adjectives that I think most apply to them. On second thought, let me play it safe, so what you'll see below is the top 5 character that I like about these people. You may do it too, if you like.
I tag layad, djidji, & bet-ew, lovelyn, lord manila stone, ellenmay, and yung iba pang gusto.
FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.
OCTOBER: Loves to chat (superrrr). Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn’t pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced (i like this kase naiimpluwensiyahan ko siya, hahaha). Easily loses confidence. Loves children.
JUNE: Thinks far with vision (good for our team cuz sometimes my myopia goes farther than literal/physical). Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
But here are what made it interesting too:
- Eight more books of the OT that my team has translated were published in Kalanguya (although I have yet to see the new books.)
- My very good friend D (known to most of you as Layad or Fongakhan) spent a week and a day with B and me. We had a good time catching up on our gossip J but most specially, she helped me finish my academic work so that I was able to turn them in on time.
- My nephew turned 8 and we invited him over to dinner. We had his favorite spaghetti and ice cream (though super lamig na sa Vizcaya) and D made a yummy dessert out of Graham biscuits, fruit cocktail, cream and milk.
- Early Sunday morning (), D and I walked to town to wait for the Cable Tours—a bus that travels from
to Bontoc. Both of us are nearsighted, and so the bus has to be at a certain distance before we can read its sign. Anyway, many Victorys, Baliwags and Manila came and gone but Cable tours is nowhere in sight. So we just kept talking and waiting. D was telling some stories and I was listening to her while keeping vigilant for the bus. D’s story was towards the most interesting part and then a bus came. When it’s approximately 15 ft or so away from me, I read the name of the bus “Cable, Bontoc.” When I heard my voice, only then did it register that it’s the one we’ve been waiting for. But I waved it down too late that it just rolled pass us. We went back to the house again. I slept until late morning that B almost had to pour water on me to wake me up. I was late in church. That night, D and I waited for again, and went out to wait for that darn bus. Same thing happened. That was Ok with me cuz D and I can spend more time talking but probably not with D’s mom. Ngayon nga lang naman nakauwi ang anak eh sa kaibigan pa magtatagal! J On Monday morning, I went to sleep at , and was still in dreamland when D left at around 8. What a visit, sis! Sorry for not saying goodbye! J Floridas
- I played volleyball after months (maybe a year) of not subjecting myself to any active exercise. Three days later, I still felt like I fought Wesley Snipes… so maybe it’s time to do some strength training again…
Monday, November 19, 2007
I remember my grandma's comment regarding the inability of celebrities to stay happy in a relationship (or to stay faithful in a marriage relationship), unlike their generation before. She said maybe it's because of the things we eat nowadays. Hehe!
I am a believer of the religion :) "Love is a choice." I believe that Cinderella could also have been happy with the chimney sweep (borrowed from the movie EverAfter:). I heard people say, choose the one you think is best and make the best of it. Sounds simple enough. But that's in principle. Of course, it gets complicated in real life. Personally, I (and I'm sure many others) chose the person my heart and mind told me to choose, married him (rather had him marry me, lolz), and promised that everyday, I will make an active choice to love him and make him happy no matter the circumstances. With this, I am also making myself happy. It's not always easy, but it's the price to pay for a relationship to work. If both are working towards that goal, I think, we can be happy with anybody. But the 'what ifs' and 'maybes' have to be blotted out from the picture. (No "what if I married Henry and not Richard, maybe I would have been happier, and those kinds of illusions.) It's not other people that make us happy per se anyway, rather it is us who makes the choice to be happy or unhappy in a relationship or in anything for that matter. In the end, the prize for the sacrifices is greater than the price we paid.
Of course, people have different circumstances but it is not unusual that when we get together with someone, we already have pre-conceived ideas in our heads that we think our partners ought to be. When we are inlove, we convince ourselves that our partners are like that.... that they are everything we expect them to be. But when we live together for a few months or even a few weeks, we find out that most of it is just an idea that we have. The reality is that the person in our head is so different from that person in our bed. Usually, when a relationship falls apart, the people involved will find out that they actually loved an idea in their head. So we look for this idea somewhere else and then sometimes we'd convince ourselves again that we have found him/her. But then again, something will happen and we'll wake up from this other dream... and it just goes on and on.
In my marriage, I learned that Love is a choice I have to make everyday. For myself, I resolved to love my husband and not look at what he is not but to learn more about who he is and choose to be happy with what we have together... because he is probably doing the same thing for me. We need to discover more things about our partners, learn and participate in their interests, e.g. watch PBA with them (but you don't need to root for the same team) even if you so want to watch your soap opera, or The Buzz, or Sharon, or Deal or No Deal. I know people say 'I want to find someone who will accept me and love me as I am." Good! Do the same. Be someone like that. Accept and love your love as he is. And then tell him you love him every chance you get. (Kahit pawis na pawis galing sa paglalaro ng basketball!) I know it sounds a bit naive, even corny to some. I just believe that if couples do this, it will heal the simple discontent in most marriages.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
1. Page 101's post about the good cat! Check out her (Jane's post)
2. Still asleep.
3. Was yelling at my cable company.
4. 2006 is almost identical as 2007.
5. Fix da damn cable problem ASAP!
6. Eight cups of Seattle's Best coffee, Dr. Pepper Diet, and half gallon of diet water, hehe...16 hour period.
7. Men don't carry hairbrushes, maybe "transformers" do, but I have a black comb.
8. Paid for 10 gallons worth of water.
9. Home Sweet Home!
10. Door is blueish like the blue letters of this blog.
11. Any coins goes to my empty flower vase.
12. Today's weather is overcast and showers are imminent.
13. Anything chocolate and New York Blueberry
14. Being with my six month old grandson.
15. Cut my own hair? Kutab-kutaben ah!
16. Am I over 25? Try guessing?! Someone from MPYahoogroup decided to call me "alitao" so, I'm elated to say I did hit the century mark not too long ago, hehe..
17. Only when topic is worthwhile talking about.
18. O.C.? - No!
19. Steven's are also calle Dick's, yeah..knew a bunch of them.
20. Make up my own words? Sure, to match attitude of people I'm dealing with.
21. Hmmm, quite jealous of the 95 year old lady and the taxi driver who are bloggers!
22. None that registers.
23. Ditto as #22.
24. My daughter.
25. Don't know how to text, I'd rather talk.
26. Straws are for females and transformers.
27. It tends to get curly on the back if it gets long.
28. Tam-awan Village!
29. Too many rude persons to name.
31. Got married early. Now, it's 30 years of pain and suffering, hehehe...
32. Last movie I watched was Superman in 1981.
33. My family.
34. Dishes? Are you kidding?, If you are doing dishes, think of me, it's part of my normal routine.
35. Depression should be momentary/temporary, and should last an hour, then back to your normal behavior. Dont' chest it too much or "Huwag mong masyadong dibdibin". Uuuy mga linguists! Is my translation korrecto?
36. Most men don't cry, although, I almost did today. Had minor accident and my car was scraped on the passenger side, waaaaaahhh....
Can I post the picture here??hehe.
37. Why did I do this? Was just ecstatic coz my pc came alive. Cable company notified me some kids inadvertently played with the cable box on the street and got damaged.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Done while trying to keep awake in the middle of a lecture.
1. Name one person who made you laugh last night? Si Ako (cuz I was alone last nyt)
2. What were you doing at 0800? Locking my door then walking to the meeting hall.
3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Taking a bath
4. What happened to you in 2006? Wrote and Published two anon books (in the local tongue)
5. What was the last thing you said out loud? Buwisit na pancake na 'to! (cuz I burned my palate!)
6. How many beverages did you have today? Isang mainit, maitim at matapang na kape
7. What color is your hairbrush? Black brush, brown handle
8. What was the last thing you paid for? A two-week meal for myself and my language team.
9. Where were you last night? In a Dorm Room.
10. What color is your front door? Kakulay ni Uncle Abella
11. Where do you keep your change? The tricycle driver's, my nephew's, and neices' pockets... :) before that, they just lie around on my table top in the kitchen or in the office, pockets of my jeans, in the bottom of my bag. See, I'm a very organized person ;)
12. What’s the weather like today? Breezy
13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor? Coffee Crumble
14. What excites you? Going to see new places, and going back to old places where I have nostalgic memories, but I don't like the traveling part! At siyempre, LM! (hehe) Sis kayni, alanganin naman 'tong tanong na'to!?! lol
15. Do you want to cut your hair? Sana, pero my Best likes long hair
16. Are you over the age of 25? Sshhhhhhhh!! Ang ingay nito!!!? :)
17. Do you talk a lot? Depends on who I'm with... but mostly i'm introverted sa personal
18. Do you watch the O.C.? Ha?
19. Do you know anyone named Steven? I know a couple of Estebans who call themselves Steve
20. Do you make up your own words? Yes, when I'm inspired, meaning pag sumumpong ang pagkaamasona
21. Are you a jealous person? Never kong inamin... hehe
22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. 'ala akong maisip!
23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kayni, my online sis who tagged me to do this... Kayni nga ba ang name mo sis? :)
24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? My Foreigner mentor. My family and friends don't call, they send an SMS. :) 'lam mo na, tipid!
25. What does the last text message you received say? “Good Morning ATE...”
26. Do you chew on your straw? I chew on BBQ sticks... :)
27. Do you have curly hair? Naturally wavy... but you know, hair relaxing is uso na...
28. Where’s the next place you’re going to? Singapore daw yata
29. Who’s the rudest person in your life? Myself, hehe.. pag sinumpong
30. What was the last thing you ate? Pancakes
31. Will you get married in the future? I did in the past, and still am... and plan to stay that way... odb?
32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks? Haven't seen any lately except for Episodes of PB and Heroes...
33. Is there anyone you like right now? YES!....... :) not 'anyone' tho, but a 'something..'
34. When was the last time you did the dishes? maybe 2 or 3 wks ago, I'll have to ask my Best... :)
35. Are you currently depressed? I'm at the other extreme.... verrrrrrry angry at some1; not really, just truly truly disappointed
36. Did you cry today? Paano ba?
37. Why did you answer and post this? Wala lang! Siguro kase I'm sitting in a seminar.... where everyone is sitting down, including the speaker... so i'm pretending that i'm listening (hehe) and taking down notes but in fact I'm answering this (salamat sa wifi)
38. 5 people you tag next? FBI, ftb, abella, Trublue (sa comment section dito), layad, and e-nedrow, ken uray sinno'd'ta nga makabasa'd'toy.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
NIGHT IS OVER
Odi Pei Gram
#8 Happy Homes, Baguio City
There was once a rickety spider
Half of her life she lived in a cocoon
But then she had to come out because
She’s now old enough to build a net of her own
So she ventured out to try her silvery thread
But every morning the dew would ruin her web
And so again, frustrated and lonely
She has to retreat and roll herself on a leaf
“What on earth did I do to deserve such ill-fate?”
She asked herself a hundred times and one.
One day she awakened with a start
There in her web is a young butterfly
It was helpless
Its wings were broken, trying to disentangle itself
The delicate web broke
The spider saw the hopeless fate of the butterfly
Without a second thought, the spider cut her loose
But in doing so, the spider had to suffer watching the fly fall
With only a trace of hope that she’ll find the strength to fly again.
Life for the spider went on, she began by mending her broken web
It was a mess but she knew deep in her heart she could do it
Cuz when the night is over, the sun will smile in the morning
And the dew in her web will dry up and be gone.
But then she wondered, what has become of the butterfly?
Did the wings heal, did she find the will to soar again
Is she now strong enough to venture to new heights?
With everyday that passes by
In the spider’s heart is a prayer
That wherever the butterfly would flutter to
Be it on a flowery little bush or a high tree top
She would look back and see
That the web was never meant to be a trap
But a little wall for this scared, insecure spider.
Now, the spider has totally mended her web
She released all that has been trapped there
All that was left is a dewy, silvery hue
Never will it be trampled; never will it be messed up
Cuz it was built to last for eternity.
(Whatever that means...) lol
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Here are the reasons, once and for all..
First, I called this blogpage "GandangIgorota" because it was created at the time when my in-laws aren't yet convinced that I am indeed a pure-blood, cuz I don't look like the Igorota that they have in mind. That time, I was in an offended 'so-I'll-show-you-what-an-Igorota-thinks' frame of mind, hence the blog title. And of course it follows that commenters call me by my blog title. Shortened nga lang.
If you must know also, before blogs and internet came into being, a little cousin of mine who is a stutterer cannot say my name so he gave me a nickname. He picked 'Ganda" cuz I always exclaim, "Ayyyy, ang ganda!!!" to whatever it is that I see or hear, be it delightful or disgusting, basta interesting.
So mga syufatids sa fananamfalachaya, I hope I am not communicating that of conceit or sobrang-bilib-sa-sarili vibes with the title of my blog. If I am, it was not intended!
... pero, puwede na rin!!! nyahaha :) :) :)
FREEDOM!!!!!!! Eka nga ni William Wallace!
siya yan noong anim na siglo na ang nakararaan...
Monday, October 29, 2007
I was tagged by Jean to do this meme...
FOUR JOBS I HAVE HAD
1. what do you call that thing where you are to put soil in seedling bags and bury a gmelina seed or two in the middle and they pay you P75 a day? I did that...
2. what do you call that job where you are commanded to clean 3 two-storey houses every waking hours while you're struggling in junior high? and you are also to carry stones as big as four of my head put together to a dirraas (Ilocano yan 'noh!) nearby, I did that too... (I guessed this is not really a job since I was never paid anything but a few pennies to pay the jeep to school.)
3. to check the blood pressure and bandage little wounds of people working in a roof tile factory and to tell the boss as needed that all his men are healthy, that I did too... and I was paid really nicely... :)
that's just about all the jobs I had so far... :)
FOUR MOVIES I HAVE WATCHED OVER AND OVER:
1. Cutting Edge
2. Ever After
3. The Prince and Me
4. Sandra Bullock and Julia Roberts Movies
5. Man on Fire and so many others (I can list five here cuz i only have three above, di ba?)
FOUR PLACES (AND YEARS) I HAVE LIVED:
1. Nansiakan & Mapayao, Kayapa, Nueva Vizcaya, Philippines (birth-'88)
FOUR TV SHOWS I LIKE TO WATCH:
1. Prison Break and Heroes
3. Lifestyle Network shows (e.g. Rachael Ray, Martha, lookforless, howdoilook, Cleanhouse, merge, cooking shows, etc.)
4. Talkshows (Oprah, Ellen,Larry King Live, and Interviews of Interesting people in Youtube)
FOUR PLACES I HAVE BEEN ON VACATION:
1. Palawan (plano pa lang, hehe)
2. Corregidor Island,
3. Zamboanga, Philippines
FOUR OF MY FAVORITE FOODS:
1. Bong's Crabs in Sprite Syrup and caramelized onions
2. My baked chicken
3. Pancakes with pure honey and sugarless black homeroasted arabica coffee for breakfast
4. Rabong with saluyot leaves na sinahugan ng tinapa! (hmmm, sarap!)
FOUR PLACES I WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT NOW:
1. Heaven, walking in the streets of gold.. :)
2. Home cuddling with my Best (hehe, maginaw kase eh!)
3. Walking the beaches of the Sea of Galilee
4. My bro's house talking with my superdaldal 3-yr old niece Yzhel
FOUR PEOPLE WHO WILL ANSWER THIS MEME
1. Ni kuwa, laylaydek nga Kapuso nga ni Layad
2. Si Levi Pogi!
3. tsaka Bespren, 'kaw din!
4. Mga kapamilya sa blogspot (TB, BB, lovelyn, etc)
... and all of you who doesn't know what exactly does the word 'meme' mean na katulad ko, you're tagged!
Anyone, ano po ba ang etymology ng meme?
Hellenization took place when the Greek conquerors enforced the Greek language and culture into the everyday life of the people they conquered. During the Greek domination, they hellenized all their conquests. In fact, Alexander the Great's hellenization was so complete that from 300BC to AD 300, Greek was the lingua franca of the Mediterranean world. Another interesting aspect of the Greek culture is their love for sports, hence the Olympics. Gym - a Greek word meaning 'naked.' Etymologically, the English word "gymnasium" was derived from this root. One result of hellenization was that the Greeks build sports arenas or gymnasiums in the cities that they have conquered. One was built in Jerusalem to the chagrin of the Jews. Culturally, Jews won't have anything to do with nudity. You would be stoned to death if you go out walking with just your undies on. But as we've mentioned, the ancient Greeks love olympics and so they build gymnasiums where players wear nothing but their skins while they are participating in their events. One would ask why. Well, the gods in Greek mythology (except that it was a real religion at the time) are naked... it goes without saying that these ancient men probably thought that they were the earthly representatives of these gods or that they might become gods if they shed their clothes off during competitions. Can you imagine a woman throwing shot put or men and women running the tracks with nothing on? It's good they wore armors during battles, or else.... hehehehe
Going back to the relevance of this history to the Gospels, hellenization was the reason why the New Testament books were written in Greek. It was the trade language of the time of Jesus. So actually, if Mel Gibson wanted to be really historically faithful when he did the Passion of the Christ, he should have had his characters spoke in Greek instead of Aramaic because there are only a few sentences in the NT where Aramaic was used. One was when Jesus was hanging on the cross and cried out, "Eli, Eli, lamah zabachtani!" (My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?)
Ptolemy of Alexandria. We know Alexandria as an ancient city with the biggest library ever with a collection of 200K to 400K scrolls. We know Ptolemy as one of the generals who took and ruled Egypt and Palestine when Alexander the Great died. The Ptolemies ruled from 301-198B.C. One of Ptolemy's scientists invented the first steam machine in the late century BC. The question is, why did they not go as far as improving it into making real running machines such as the first prototype of a steam engine in England? Archaeologists answered that there was no need for such a machine during Ptolemy's time because slave labor was very cheap. A very valid assertion. But had Ptolemy driven his scientist to go on with the invention, Jesus who was born a century later might have rode on a train to Jerusalem rather than on a donkey. (Then early prophesies wouldn't have been fulfilled.)
King Herod the Great (47BC-4BC) - He is popularly known as the cruel power-hungry king who ordered his soldiers to kill all 0-2-year-old boys when he heard from the Three Wise Men that a King of the Jews was born in Bethlehem. Historians would also tell us that he killed 2 or so of his wives and two or more of his sons for fear that they would usurp his throne in addition to all the other people that he killed. But with all that insanity, he was also the greatest visionary of his time in terms of buildings and structure. He built a palace in the Masada desert complete with sauna baths, and pools. He leveled a mountain and had his men 'plant' the same mountain on the opposite side of his palace to hide it from the scorching heat of the sun. He built an aqueduct and a good 1-mile of it went through the base of a hill. Rather than building around the mountain, he had his men dug a tunnel through the mountain. He built Herodium--another extravagant palace in Bethlehem (the same palace where he was buried). But probably the greatest contribution he made in Palestine is rebuilding the second Jewish Temple in Jerusalem. He made it so enormous that it is considered as one of the architectural marvels of the ancient world. Of course the first was the one built built by King Solomon centuries before. Archaeologists said that the temple complex covered a total of 24 football fields. Can you imagine how huge that is! This structure includes some kind of a hanging floor because the temple mount was that-- a mountain and of course mountains slopes down. His builders did this thru a series of arches underneath, that supported the weight of the massive structure on top. The foundation was a 78-feet high stone wall, an amazing stone job which still stood in ruins to this day. Of course the credit should go to the builders, the engineers, the stone craftsmen, etc. who, most likely had literally given their lives to the buildings. Bear in mind that all these buildings and structures came about even before levers and pulleys were invented. There goes another side of Herod the Great for you.
I just finished an intensive course on New Testament 1: The Synoptic Gospels. It ran for five days and after that five days, I have with me a 3-unit worth of credits to my MDiv in Biblical Studies. I decided I like the 8-5-classes-for-five-days better than the one-hour for six months kind.
One requirement of the course was for us to choose a parable we like and dramatize it for the whole class to see. I've always loved drama. In my younger years, my cousins, friends and I would come up with funny and dramatic presentations to present at talent nights during youth camps. I was always able to derive fun more than challenge from such activities, and so I never thought that the same interest would present me a challenge last week.
There were like more or less 40 people in our NT class and our professor divided us into groups of six. When he called out the names of my group, it went like this: Ki Won Kang, Kim Jeongshu, Kim Jung Sung, Jeong Il Lee, and then two familiar sounding names followed. Yes, you guessed it right! 3/4 of my groupmates were Koreans. We got together after class and they decided that they do not want to do any acting and line memorizing because all of them cannot speak good English, and that if we force them, our grade might be affected. hehe! We concluded the meeting with a "let each of us come up with a choice of a parable and talk again tomorrow."
Everyone but myself seemed to have chosen the Parable of the Good Samaritan. I chose the parable of the Tares and the Wheat (Mat. 13:24-31). Each one was asked how s/he thinks is the best way to tackle his/her choice without much acting and talking, but nobody said anything. So I presented my agenda and they had no choice but to accept it. :) I turned the narrative into stanzas and borrowed some music from my musician friend back home. I emailed him and commanded :) him to suspend everything he's doing and record a music (minus one as people call it) of the songs I've chosen. I had my husband send the record to me. Thanks to Djin for being a chat addict so she was in the computer lab the whole day, so I asked her to download the recorded music for me; cuz you know, 8AM to 5PM class.
All the other groups presented a typical drama with scripts, dialogues, etc. They even have narrators. Some of them modernized the 2k year old parables but it was only the KK group (Koreans and Kalanguya) who did a musical. I had the Koreans do some kind of a mime spiked with a little bit of dance steps and myself singing the parts and it turned out fine. Most of the reviews we got were positive and most were for its artistry and uniqueness. So yes, we are so proud of ourselves! But honestly we were not thinking about artistry or whatever. My sole focus was how to make it easy for our linguistically-challenged group. :) I guessed, that's the proverbial hitting of two birds with one stone. Now, who said one can't have fun in the biblical studies program? :)
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I have to warn you that this sari-sari has nothing to do with the little stores that you see in your neighborhood (well, not in TB's, Kayni's, or wil's) where you can buy a sachet of shampoo or a spoonful of vinegar and soy sauce in a clear plastic tube tied at both ends and in the middle to separate the two liquids. Di n'yo maimagine anoh?
Sari-sari because it's going to be halo-halo.
I have been going crazy over e-bay this last four days. I suddenly thought of looking for a nice used phone+pda to bid on when I stumbled on the Books pages. Just for fun, I started typing in my dream volumes in the search box and presto, it turned out that there are lots of them in ridiculously low prices. There's this historical fiction series called Zion Covenant, a pre-WW1 story of Jews fleeing Nazi Germany and the relationships (both friends and enemies) that they have made in the course of their escape. I have read some of its volumes back in college and I have longed to collect all copies ever since. The Zion Covenant series which was written by Jewish American author Bodie Thoene is made up of real A++++ novels.
There was no way I was gonna pass up the chance of owning the whole set so I schemed on how to steal the dollars needed to pay for it. :) Lucky me, nobody in 7km radius from me has any dollar so I didn't have to commit robbery. Then I remember some good people who failed to give me anything for the last 10 birthdays and Christmases. I tried to contact their email and mobile numbers but napudpod na ang daliri ko sa kakadial, eh puro the number you dialed is no longer in service daw. Even the emails did not give any positive returns. So I swallowed what is left of my little pride and asked my bosses to bid on the books for me. Then I realized that I will be forcing them to carry a ton of books to the country, so I mentioned something to that effect, in an apologetic tone. For three days I did not get a response. On the fourth day, I received an email saying, "Sorry, we just got home from a trip and all the bidding on all of the offers had already ended. It would not really be a problem to carry them with us. If you see another offer for these books let me know." Yiiipppppeeeeeee!!! What great bosses!
So anyway, I quickly search for other offers and found like more than 40 books from the same author that I would very much love to own. I emailed the items and their details right away. I hope they're willing to win all the bids.
Of horses and motorcycles. I adore horses... used too... and I like talking about them, but I hate motorcycles. One morning, I woke up ratty because I was awakened by the blaring tv on a channel where big men with vandalized integumentary system and wearing vandalized denims and leather vests who make and ride motorcycles and speak the foulest language were discussing about motorcycles of course. Well, the tv always go ‘toooot’ on all those languages but it does not matter because your mind hears the words, so anyway, I got so irritated that I asked (not very nicely) the person watching the tv to turn the volume down, or better yet turn the tv off, then I went back to bed to mope and hate motorcycles all the more.
Back to ebaying. So I spend more time in www.ebay.com.ph and saw this OS XDA IIS unit and bid on it right away, and then regretted it the next minute. Right then, I started praying that may someone else put in a higher bid. After a few hours, my prayers were answered :). I was outbid, and I was so relieved I told my husband what I did, but then after a day, I got an IM from the seller that the winner was nothing but a joy bidder, what a lousy !#$*% bidder, s/he said. The seller said s/he can still offer me the unit since I was the next in line. For fear of being called a lousy !#$*% bidder to the next person, I bought the unit. Goodbye, Christmas trip and vacation! huhuhu
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
A mentor from Australia dropped by my house on his way to Bontoc. Over breakfast, he asked me what have I been doing and I said: "Well, when I got back from Manila at the end of August, we went to a funeral of an uncle, then the next week, we prepared for the wedding of my brother. And then the third week, I was busy making wedding invitations for my cousin and then after that, my great grandfather passed away at 98 and so we attended a series of vigils until he was buried last Thursday, the 4th."
So yes, I realized that I did nothing the whole month of September but prepare for funerals and weddings except for the day when I was in the hospital with my sister. I doubt anyone likes being in a hospital even if just to watch over loved ones. With my past hospital experiences, you would think that I would be used to it at the least; the smell, the sense of illness all around, grumpy nurses, aids that ask nothing but how many times you emptied your kidneys or moved your bowels! I found out I am not immune. My youngest sister was rushed to the hospital for a suspected food poisoning. She had corned beef for breakfast and after half an hour she complained of severe abdominal pain and was retching her gut out. The stress in turn triggered her asthma. After she was stabilized, I took out my pc and tried to work. It was a bad idea. We were sandwiched in between a lady with a typhoid fever and another with a dengue and the mosquitoes were freely hopping around from skin to skin. I got so paranoid about the dengue that when I saw that my sister can manage to go to the bathroom on her own, I left her at a quarter and a half hour past 3 in the morning and walked home. That was a bit scary. It was a half hour walk under the shadows of big acacia trees. I guessed I feared the dengue mosquitoes more than the lurking shadows.
October came silently for me. My friends and I retreated to the mountains last weekend to fast and pray. It was a refreshing time both spiritually and physically. You should try it some time. :)
I learned that:
When you promised three year olds something, do it right away. My mom told my 3 year-old niece that she'll visit her the next day. When she saw her after a week, my niece came to her slowly and looking up, she, in all sweetness and innocence, said: "Adtoy met gayam ni lola, kunak no natay kan!" (Poor grandma, she almost had a heart attack upon hearing that:)
God has a sense of humor. My sister was on her last penny for the month so she has been praying so fervently. She had 7 pieces of 5 pesos coins and went to check if her stipend for the month is already in the bank. On the way, she told her friends that she misses the paper bills and would very much like to hold one in her hand. At the bank, they checked their balances and found out that the money is yet to be deposited. It's good that one of them has a 500-peso balance from the last month and they withdrew that. Her friend bought something on the way and happened to have no change. She borrowed Sarah's 5-peso coins. Back in the house, Sarah's friend returned her money. There was one 20-peso bill.
When you set ground rules for your children, make it a point to tell them what applies and does not apply to you. They expect you to obey all the rules yourself. Also, don't borrow money from your children. When I came back from Manila, I was gushing about Prison Break too much that my brother got curious and borrowed my DVD. He got hooked and watched it continuously taking only meal and CR breaks during one weekend. His 7 year old son Giel, for fun, is allowed to harvest ripe guavas instead of having his eyes glued to the TV screen all the time. He and his friends harvest guavas (sells at P3-5 a kilo) before and after school, and weekends. During that weekend, my sis in law took the change that my nephew earned that morning and replace it with a paper bill to buy a bundle of petchay. At lunch, Giel grumbled and said: "Hayyy, awan ti maitultulong ni daddy! Mangan, agbuya, omisbo, agbuya manen! Siyak ti agtartrabaho'd toy nga balay!"
Lastly, when blog readers and blogger friends ask you to write again, don't tell them to leave you alone! For all you know, your internet connection will also leave you (as in a lightning will hit your modem) until you repent of your sins! :) Take it from me.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
1. The sociolinguistic dimension covers the crude facts or naked reality of a language situation. According to the article, data belonging to this dimension include levels of comprehension, language relatedness, bilingualism, language use and language attitude. The author said that these crude facts should be interpreted first, thus cannot be relied on as indicators of worth, success, relevance and usefulness of a language project development, giving rise to the necessity of the following dimension.
2. The cultural dimension, which covers all elements or building blocks of a society such as the ‘spiritual, material, intellectual, and emotional features’ of a language group. Robinson also said that cultural issues such as group cohesion, identity, perceptions of ethnicity, ethnic vitality, and relations between culturally differentiated groups can constrain language vitality, and this is the part where sociolinguistic data interpretation may help us predict the direction that these cultural processes are going, but if we add the cultural dimension to the sociolinguistic dimension, the resulting product will provide us a picture which will indicate the factors that make the changes in a cultural society possible and may also give us an indication as to the environment in which language development may be pursued. According to the author, these factors are important because ‘language maintenance/revival take place in the context of the maintenance/renewal of cultural identity, rather than vice versa.’ The elements of this particular dimension can be collected from the following aspects of the cultural society under study: “History, Relationships with other groups: domination, subordination, Ethnic movements and leaders, Migration, Demography, Birth rate, Population size, Life expectancy, Political system, Authority structure, Majority/minority relations, Pluralism, Accountability mechanisms, Economics, Food production, Opportunities for paid work, Markets, Development intervention, Models of development, Sectors of intervention, Communication strategies, and Impact of development intervention.
3. The policy dimension covers three levels of decision makers such as the local, national and the international levels, specifically, the local community, the national government, the international professional agencies, who all have their own values and philosophy on the minority language issue. The values and philosophies of these agencies are expressed in policies which greatly influence the possible, desirable, and imaginable changes that can be done in the pursuit of minority language development. Information regarding policy dimension in the national and international levels can be collected ‘in the form of ideas, statements, recommendations, speeches, and pronouncements.'
Monday, September 3, 2007
- Kelangan daw munang isulat ang mga alituntuning ito bago itsismis ang sarili!
- Umpisahan nang magladlad!
- Kapag ikaw ay tinag, kelangan mong magpahayag din ng tulad nito sa iyong sariling pahina at isulat din ang mga tuntuning ito!
- Bago ka magwakas, bumanggit ka ng walong tao na nais mo ring magladlad na tulad mo.
- Huwag kalimutang mag-iwan ng mensahe sa pahina ng mga taong tinag mo na sila ay pagbubunyagin mo ng kanilang mga tinatagong kagandahan at kapintasan, sikreto at kapalpakan sa buhay.
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- I am hopelessly myopic I am helpless without my other eyes. Hope to afford that laser surgery soon. It would be great a relief not to bother with eyeglasses or soft lenses anymore.
- I must be the only bride in 2004 who did not wear earrings on her wedding day. That's cuz my ears are not pierced. So I did have nice pearls to wear sana but no ears este holes to wear them. It was too late before my friends realized that they should have dragged me to an earpiercer earlier that week or bought earrings that can be worn even without pierced earlobes. I'm not afraid of needles, I just haven't felt any need to subject myself to it.
- When I fall in love with a movie, I would watch it until I can say all the lines along with the characters as the movie plays. When I watch a movie based on a book, I don't stop until I read the book just so I can okray the movie, or that the characters in the movie are so far from what I have imagined from reading the book. :) So I hate all the Bourne movies because they are so shortened a version. But I love Matt and Julia so at the end of the day, I love those movies after all.
- Because of my addiction to Tagalog romantic novelettes in hi-school, I filled three notebooks with gibberish and called it my own novel (kuno:); I was 13 in junior high, and my dormparents conficated all my Valentine Romances pocketbooks.
- I just realized recently that the two women I admire most were both nurses. First is Raquela, the protagonist of the first English novel that I've ever read when I was in HS. It was a touching and moving story of love and compassion of a nurse in Israel during the war in the 40s. (The book was forced on me after all my Tagalog pocketbooks were taken away. But now, I wish to find a copy so I can read it again.) Secondly, when I was a freshman in HS, a sophomore roommate asked me to watch a movie with her that she's required to write a review of. It was about Florence Nightingale. I loved the movie, I loved that woman.
- I'm tone deaf but I love videoke. (Obvious ba? Nagkasama na kami ni Layad sa videoke-han?!:) My top 5 favorite pieces are Honey I'm Home (Shania Twain), Pls Forgive Me (Bryan Adams), Just Another Woman Inlove (Anne Murray), It's your love (asawa ni Faith Hill :), Loving Arms (Dixie Chicks).
- I get the flu every last week of December (at least that's what has happened for the last decade and a half of my whole life), so that's basically the only time I get sick each year.
- I used to do horsebackriding like you would take your daily vitamin! But one day, my worn out saddle straps decided to loosen and then break and so I fell off my horse in the middle of a road that cuts through ricefields. That day was planting day and so when I went down, all the people looked up from their planting and cheered or rather mocked me saying, "Ney, kuna mi no Mikee Cojuangco, agmikee-mikee-yan met gayam!" And lots of laugh! I picked up my saddle, changed the wornout straps with my belt, smiled, waved, and rode off. Cool huh! :) Nope, after running a few meters, the muzzle came off the horse's mouth and so there's no way for me to control the beast so when it saw another horse, it started neighing and doing all kinds of acrobatics with its front legs... the improvised strap got loosened, and the saddle slid down the back of the beast down to its hindlegs. When the horse felt the weight on its behind, it started kicking with all its might. The saddle with its passenger was kicked about 5meters away from the butt of the horse. I still have the scars and a friend to tell the story in all bad timing and everything like it's the funniest story of all time! The scrapes and the bruises and the concussion were awfully painful, OK!!!!? PERIOD
aNG Mga paglaLaDLarIn ko ay sina: si sis Kayni (sorry if some1 tagged you na but sige pa ulit :); si Baby of Ipil, Zambo; Amor of Cotastone CT, 'tol Ommang, tita mhel, ate Cutee, at Heyz H. ng Friendster and you SwitSweet of multiply. OH SIYA SIGE NA, MAGSIPAGLADLAD NA KAYO! :) :)
Have Fun! :)
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
I just unearthed some pictures of my people back in the early 60s. Yes, we used to look like these... :)
The wooden idol is the Kalanguya god named Kabigat. He is a capricious god who needs to be appeased through pig, chicken and grain offerings.
In case you are wondering, I'm the little girl at the back!!!! hehehe :) Cute siya noh!
Monday, August 13, 2007
As always the case when I stay in
The heavy rains caused the PAGASA to postpone classes even in the postgrad level last Thursday and so the rainy days gave me a lot of free time in my hands that was spent reading One Night With the King (Hadassah)-the fictionalized story of Queen Esther of Susa in Persia less than a hundred years B.C. I saw the movie too but I think the movie did not do half a justice to the book. The script seemed to have failed to include some very essential scenes. I also started reading the latest Harry Potter book. Somewhere along the middle of the book, I got tired and switched to watching Season 1 of the famed tv series Prison Break. Besides the fact that Wentworth Miller is cute (haha) and Dominic Purcell’s unfathomable greenish eyes make you want to hold your breath and drown in it, I think the story line is really tight and gripping. The subplots are made up of convoluted conflicts that leaves one sort of satisfied yet suspended in the air every time an episode ends. One could say, Of course, it is a series after all and so they wrote it specifically to have that effect! Oh, well, whatever. Basta maganda siya! Period. So from of Tuesday until the wee hours of the morning of Thursday, I was with my laptop, stopping only to satisfy the stomach, the intestines or the kidneys. When I saw all 21 chapters of the series, it felt like it ended without closure so I texted my sister if she happened to have the sequel. She does. Being older, I asked her to bring it over to my apartment. I put the Season 2 DVD in my drive and watched until of Friday and still Prison Break 2 was far from over. Classes resumed on Friday of course and so I forced myself to get up and prepare to go to school with less than 4 hours of sleep for the last 72 hours.
So there I was in front of my class lecturing about morphophonemic-processes-conditioned-by-syllable-structure with a mind so wozzy, feet wobbly, muscles tingling from lack of sleep and body utterly dead beat that I repeatedly caught myself drifting off for a second or two while doing all I could to keep myself standing and forcing my mind to maintain alertness. It was good that the students decided to come out of their passive behavior and ask so many questions and that really did a lot to keep me awake (although some of the questions must have been a result of my failure to communicate clearly because of lethargy). Going for hours and hours without sleep is not new to me but this time, hayyyyyyyyyy, I must be feeling my age. Haha
Into the Classics: When I have time, I make it a point to read books from the 1800s. Last week I read two novels.
Pride and Prejudice. A certified classic by Jane Austen. If you have read the book or saw the movie, you would notice that the storyline is simple yet it is regarded as one of the timeless stories of the late century. Being a sucker for fairy tale-like stories, I love Pride and Prejudice immensely and specifically fell in love with the character of Lizzie (
The Idiot. Another classic by the Russian author Fyodor Dostoevsky. A very interesting novel, a bit slow in many places but nonetheless a successful story. The author was quoted saying that his intent in writing the story was to portray a beautiful soul. I think he accomplished that intention.
What makes a classic? What are your favorite classics aside from Gone with the Wind? :) Any recommendations?
Friday, August 3, 2007
I know it is an old bottle but why does it have a hole in its base? Does anybody know if it's worth anything? They said it weighs more than a kilogram but I do not know what it is made of. Somebody dug it up somewhere.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Here in the PI, there is an expletive that is commonly heard among women and gays; the word ‘BRUHA.’ From my younger years until lately, the picture that comes to mind when I hear this word is an unkempt lady; someone whose hair is so tangled that a comb would break if one attempts to smooth the tangles out. This came about because the first time I heard the word was when a character over the radio said, “Magsuklay ka nga!
When I see movies or read books where people call other people ‘b_tch,’ I cringe inside. Then a few years ago, I met a lady and we became friends and this lady changed my nice name (hehe) into either of these two: “Bruha, or Sis.” At first, I hated it when she starts like, “Uy, bruha, alam mo….” But then sometimes, she’d say, “Hoy, sis!” So then, I resolved that from then on, when I hear “bruha” from this lady, I should not get offended but rather associate to it the meaning of ‘sis’ or anything friendly. And of course, as they say, if you can’t beat them, join them. So I joined her. I also changed her name to "bruha” and call her that all opportunity I get. It became a 'lambing' for us both. The lambing part there is in knowing that we can call each other anything all in the name of our being sisters, and nobody gets offended.
The semantic range of words evolves over time. Sometimes, a word losses a sense or two but the opposite is also true: The range of meaning of a certain word may widen to include more senses other than its primary and figurative senses. So if I make a dictionay, one entry would look like this:
1bruha [bru'ha] n. 1) a female dog, bitch; Anim na tuta ang ipinanganak ng bruha.
2bruha [bru'ha] n. babae, sisterrrrrr, syufatid :). Inaway ko daw ang magandang bruha na si Layad.
Tanong lang: May naririnig pa ba kayong, “Nanganak ang bruha namin, anim sila!”? Di ba kadalasan ang naririnig ay, “Mag-ingat kayo, may asong kapapanganak diyan.”
Yesterday, someone told me that an online friend was disturbed (more like offended, but I hope not) by one of the comments this blogger has made in another friend’s blog entry where the comment started, ‘Hoy bruha…” To him, the commenter was hostile. When I heard this with my other sisters this afternoon, we laughed cuz to us, we are all bruhas and bruhildas…. but then for some reason I cannot sleep and keep thinking about it. I have a ‘revolutionized secondary meaning’ in mind when I said ‘bruha,’ nevertheless, I am still responsible. Anyway, that comment probably belongs to the recipient’s mobile phone inbox, not in the comment section of someone else’s blog, and consequently scandalizing someone else’s sensitivities.
To you, I apologize.
Peace na please! :)
Monday, July 16, 2007
Early one evening, we received a shocking news from down south that brought my husband to a state of catatonia, at least for an hour or so. He won’t eat nor talk so I changed my clothes in haste (without turning on the lights) and dragged him to the nearest theater to see a movie and try to get his mind off the bad news. Along the way, I saw a man looking at me weird—like up and down, side to side, and even kept looking back at me when we already passed each other. I looked at myself and to my horror, saw that my pretty blouse is inside out with all the threads and edges of the clothe hanging down. I told B and he looked at me and said, “Go to the nearest CR and do something about it!” He was laughing then! I wasn’t keen on being laughed at in a situation like that but at least he came out of his catatonic state. When I finally found the toilet, it was full of people and the queue was like at least 5-10ft in all the cubicles. So I stood there, and before it was my time to go in, at least half of the people there had this look in their eyes. So I kept saying, “Yeah, I know! That’s why I’m here!”
In school, the teachers are to wear two sets of uniforms. Last Monday, I went to school and saw that I am the only one in those colors. Haha, I wore the one for Tuesday. On Thursday, I was so sure that I am wearing the right one until I saw my program director. I was wearing the one for Friday after all. So last Friday, rather than wearing the same thing I wore on Thursday, I just wore my favorite blouse and made a promise to my boss that next week, I’m going to get it all correct. I have to remember that Monday and Thursday goes together and so does Tuesday and Friday, and not the usual, MWF, and TTh pattern; after all, Wednesday is a free day. Yes, I messed up the whole week.
Last Friday was my first full length lecture. The first word that I needed to write on the white board was “Phonemic Analysis.” The foot of the /p/ that I wrote looked like a crooked tail of a rat because I was trembling. It’s not like I have never taught the topic or stood in front of people before but that time, I was all nerves. After a few minutes, I got into the hang of things and relaxed and enjoyed making life difficult for the learners. My nerves probably was due to the fact that half of my students were as old as my mother and even look as stern as her. They’re all taking their Master’s in Applied Linguistics. My mentor said that she thought the lecture went well. I hope so.
The Applied Linguistics Program director invited me to present a paper on the upcoming conference of Philippine Bible Society. My first thought was, “Awww, more sleepless nights!” On second thought, I might.
On Saturday morning, we had a nice lunch at the Kenny Roasters in the new Trinoma mall. Our friends who will go to
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Sunday, July 1, 2007
I went home to my village in the highlands two days ago to attend a wedding of a cousin and I had a chance to talk to a former teacher of mine back in my elementary days. She is not really the talking personality so I was surprised that she volunteered so many information that night. Let's call her Teacher A.
She has been in the profession since I was three. That's two decades and 7 years ago. But never in her teaching years have I ever seen her so distraught and frustrated about her work or a co-teacher. It's not that they can't get along. It's that this other teacher (let's call her Teacher B) is so incredibly 'strange' that my teacher thinks she doesn't belong in a classroom and these, among others are her reasons:
1. Teacher B seldom teaches her classes.
2. She came with a baby grandchild that she babysits in her classroom and so her classroom looks like your typical laundry room with wet baby things hanging on a string tied from one end of the room to the other. (The village is 6-8 hours hike away from the nearest road. During dry season, double tired jeeps, 4x4 trucks, brave drivers can make their way up into this village). This teacher came somewhere from one of our neighboring provinces.)
3. She also has a bed in her classroom. She apparently removes it whenever a delegation comes to do evaluation.
4. During her first year in the school, she used to travel to the village on a Monday and come down to the lowlands on a Thursday or Friday so she usually taught ( I mean entered her classroom) 2-3 days a week, if at all. Thankfully, this does not happen too often nowadays, but that don't really matter if she spends class time doing what follows.
5. During class hours, one can usually catch her with a few girls either scratching her scalp for dandruff or trying to pick louse or something while the rest of the pupils are producing all kinds of chaos and riot.
6. When Teacher A told her that not one third grader placed in any of the inter-school academic competitions ever since Teacher B came to that school, she apparently retorted that it's probably because Kalanguyas are "ngangngang" (stupid, idiots, ignorant, unvicilized, etc.). I was in that school from '82-'88. During my time, we compete with confidence in all scholastic events, i.e. spelling bees, science fair, balagtasan, oratorical contests, Choirs, etc.) and I had won a few contests myself. Recently, some of my cousins and nephews/nieces had won in the Damath, etc. competitions. I don't care being branded as an idiot cuz I know my worth, but Good Grief, this 'ngangngang' accusation is an affront to the whole Kalanguya people.
7. She has three goats that eat and destroy plants around the school (e.g. hibiscus, camote that the students planted in their gardens, etc.). When a co-teacher rebuked her, she said that it's practical teaching. It's teaching the students how to 'prune' their plants. She even derided the other teacher saying what an ignoramus she is. When the other teacher told her that letting the goats 'prune' the plants is not the way to teach children how to do pruning, but that she should take the children to the gardens and show them, she retorted, "Well, you're from this village! So show me your acres and I will take the children there!"
8. She farmed a few square meters of the school lot adjacent to the teacher's cottage. The problem is she uses classroom time cultivating this personal garden of hers.
9. She dries her underwear (yes, as in panty) by slipping it into her head, making it like some sort of headdress or something while hiking down to town or up the village. (I heard about this strange practice many times before I crossed path with her along a trail going to the village, and saw it for myself. I don't know if this is normal where she came from.)
10. From a reliable source, I heard that Teacher B was put in the school by the local DepEd district supervisor as a form of revenge to the head teacher of the school. He was heard saying, "Kitaen ta man no ania ti maaramid na ni Mr. So&so no ma-under kenkuana ni Teacher B!" (Let's see what Mr. So&So can do with Teacher B!) It doesn't take a genius to figure out from this statement alone that Teacher B has been a walking trouble even before her unfortunate appearance in the portals of my elementary school.
11. People and children in this particular barangay do not have the respect due for a school teacher. They could not understand what in the world is wrong with her that is why they just call her names (on her back) like "napihpihitaan (lit. someone with 2 pcs of 10 cents, meaning a mental case), or adda korkorang na," but for goodness sake, she has the rank of Master Teacher 2 or something. Because of her strange ways and reasoning, she became a joke in the village. The thing is, she has become aware of this for a few years now and she seems to be doing even more strange, unprofessional things just to spite her Co-teachers and the villagers.
What has and not been done:
1. Teacher A and her co-teachers reported these unprofessional and unethical practices to the District supervisor but the DepEd district office boss apparently said that the school has not shown any evidence to substantiate these reports. The teachers of the school would prefer the office to send a surprise investigating team to evaluate this 'strange phenomenon." :) The other teachers would like the bosses to catch Teacher B redhanded themselves but until now, no such team or investigation has been sent or done.
2. A few months after Teacher B came to the school, the PTCA tried to file a petition to the DepEd District Office to remove Teacher B from their school but other teachers including teacher A, argued to give her a few months and see if she'll change her ways. That was 5 years ago.
During one commencement exercise, one of my first cousins took home the first-honor medal. When I told her how proud I am of her, she said, "First honor nga, ________ naman." The blank there stands for the Surname of Teacher B. I was of course intrigued but I just shrugged and ignored it. Now that I had a talk with Teacher A, I recalled that incident when I asked myself, "Why would a third grader say that?"
I believe that she should be stopped right now. She is violating the right of the children to quality education. Her professional ethics is questionable, even her mental judgment, and I won't have my tax money spent on a Master Teacher 2 who's not doing what she is being paid to do!
I intend to write an email to the DepEd, Nueva Vizcaya when I am able to get more facts concerning this.