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Monday, September 22, 2008

Most promising Promise!

The report cards of my nieces and nephews were given and 3 of them got good marks. One of them did not do well… I actually anticipated it.

Over dinner I told him that he gets an award from me anyway…

“The most promising!”

Sounds really positive :)
I figured that since he did very poorly compared to the rest that there is so much for him to improve on…

Now I hope my school is over so I could stop cramming and concentrate on him. Finally decided not to enroll next semester and concentrate on him. It is going to be hard since teaching him really makes me very stressed out. But he sure needs the help and the attention.

A few more weeks and I’ll work on my promise

Hope that next grading period he’ll get another award
Not from me but from the teacher…

"Most improved!"

Ahhh I sure hope so!

= = = =
The phrase easily snapped to my thought as I remembered papa.
He wanted so much to improve public speaking that he enrolled in a Dale Carnegie course. He did not have money but he wanted it so he came to his boss and asked if he could sponsor it. His boss said he’ll pay if he gets an award.

The first session they were asked to talk and as he anticipated he did very poorly but the people there were really positive people. They gave him an award… I think it wass the same award I have given my nephew “Most promising!” He knew why it was given but his boss didn’t so he gave his boss his certificate (I think they give award every meeting) and he got the money!

= = = =
Another thought came to mind. I had a nephew also who was super hyper active to the max! (now just stressing the point) It scares people since he could really deplete you. One time the TV even fell because of his active naughtiness (good thing it wasn’t broken). When he was going to start school my father said that he was going to get an award for that behavior…. Hehehe…

And true enough he did.
I think it was “Best in motor skills!”
Teacher knew motivation!

Now, I sure need that for my mission!

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Body heat... entangled feet!

I was already standing inside the air conditioned bus on my way to the office when the conductor asked those of us standing in the front aisle to move backward so others could get in. My stop will be far off so I immediately started moving backward but a lady would not move anymore and was blocking our way. The conductor asked her to move further and she grumbled “Puno na nga nagpapapasok pa kayo! (It’s already full and you are still allowing passengers in!) and just rested on one of the seat handle and no longer moved. I overtook her and moved till the end of the bus. It was full but not that full. I have been inside air conditioned buses that were fuller that the collective body heat was too much for the air conditioning that we would be sweating inside.

Getting inside a bus has been difficult for me because our area is in middle and oftentimes buses (and other public vehicles) are already full that they would not stop on the bus stop to take passengers… there were times that they would be stopping only because some passengers would get off and I would immediately say a prayer of thanks force myself in the bus and say “thank you” to the driver for stopping.

Since my nieces and nephews transferred to their new school, I would join them in the car and get off at a stop before they change direction. There are more buses stopping there, they are almost always full and I would stand but at least I am able to get a ride. Still I have gotten used to always saying thank you to the driver every time I get in.

I know how difficult it is to get a ride and have forced myself in a lot of times myself. Body to body has been a regular part of bus existence (I am thankful though that I am taller than most and when it gets suffocating that I could still tilt my head up and get some air) now I just wish that I also master the art of quick feet maneuvering so I could easily disentangle my feet from the others and get a good foot bearing so that I don’t stumble or put pressure on my feet. Hmmm… I think I should start working on it!

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Pa Lola jollibee-day :)

I saw my 2 nephews and a niece watching a video of the Backyardigans in the living room. They were quiet and the place was peaceful. I approached them and kissed each one on the top of their heads before heading to the dining room where mama and my youngest sister were.

It suddenly struck me that papa used to do the same. I remembered how he would just kiss me on the top of my head and asked my sister if she remembered the same. Yes, she too remembered.

My nephews and nieces at home aged 9 below did not get to see papa. He was gone before any of them were born. They only know him from the photos at home, our stories and their visit to his grave. They will never have the opportunity to appreciate his values and traits personally but some of these have been passed on to us his children and I believe that they get to honor him when they appreciate the positive values they see in us.

Today is grandparents’ day and they should be honored.
I know mama will be thinking of papa…
But will her grandchildren be thinking of her?
They will, once they know there is a celebration!
Will there be one?
Mama… pa-jolibee ka naman! Burger… burger!!! Hehehe…
Pwede ba fish burger so I too could eat? ;)

Saturday, September 06, 2008

One hundred!

I was so stressed and tired this afternoon that I asked my sister to have a sing-a-long. Told her just a few songs and I’ll go back to doing my stuff.

So she set up the karaoke and I chose my song… I sang Albert Hammond’s When I’m gone and scored 87… she sang and she scored 88… then I sang Spandau Ballet’s Gold and got 94…hmmm a bit better… and she sang and got 91… I was looking for a song… unlike my siblings who know a lot of songs I don’t know or don’t like to sing much of the songs in the guide… then I caught Alicia Bridges’ song… hmmm… a disco beat… not really my type but I do want to relax so I thought I’d try it and I did. I sang I love the nightlife…danced with it and actually enjoyed it… then the score came...

I got 100!
Geez a hundred!
I jumped and shouted even went to mama to tell her I got 100!
Ahh that was really cool!

Now I’m back to my room and am working on an assignment…
wonder if I’d ever come close to a hundred??? ;)