Monday, August 30, 2010

Ngiting Walang Sigla

Maghihintay ka ba ng apat na oras kahit alam mong hindi siya darating?
Aasa ka bang darating siya kahit alam mong imposible?
Kahit pa imposible ay paniniwalain mo ba ang iyong sarili sa isang kasinungalingan?
Kahit alam mong kasinungalingan, magiging tapat ka pa rin ba?

Mahirap ang maghintay sa wala,
Nakakabagot mag - isip na wala ka namang iniisip;
Nakakainis kilalanin ang isang taong walang mukha,
At nakakabaliw maghintay sa mga text.

Maniniwala ka ba sa isang mensahe lang?
Kahit alam mong maaring ito'y linyang pantanghal?
Aakuin mo bang maging tanga-tangahan?
Kahit alam mong maaring ikaw ay pinaglalaruan?


Ngunit paano kung sa kabilang banda lahat ay totoo,
Mga mensahey nanggagaling sa kanyang puso;
Mas pipiliin mo bang magduda na lamang?
At ang importanteng tao ikaw ay mawalan.

Hindi na baleng maghintay sa wala,
Kung itong disisyon ay dapat at tama;
Mabuti pang kahit kapiranggot ay umasa,
Kesa maniwala sa haka haka at ikulong ang sarili sa walang hanggang pagdududa.

The Bubbly Instructor

“Pursuit of HappYness--Character reaction

This is the Reaction Paper I pass to my bubbly instructor in Computer Subject.. well, bubbly because he likes and loves to bubble.. hahaha.. intentionally and accidentally.. hahahaha... Peace to you Sir!... Even bubbly, he is a good conversationalist also.. hehehe... I don't want to make pa sip sip.. (it's not my attitude) but I like the way he is.. maybe because I've been surrounded by more civilised people JOKE! maybe because people around me at home are more serious..!
Thanks to that Sir also coz he made me become a blog maker! toinkzzz.. he told me that he likes the reaction paper and he gave it PERFECT! as a grade... Here.. read it and e the judge, just feel free to comment of it's not good for you.. (I dont care though) hahahaha,,,, peace!!!!”

The above article clip isn’t my write up. It’s taken from one of the articles of one of my students who happens to be my one and only follower up to this time. I highlighted the phrase BUBBLY INSTRUCTOR not because of anything else but because I wanted to know if the adjective “bubbly” really fits me not only in the context of the above article but in any context for that matter.

According to Yahoo Education Dictionary (http://education.yahoo.com/reference/dictionary/entry/bubbly), the word “bubbly” comes indifferent meaning depending on its usage. Definition number (1) says, the adjective “bubbly” means “full of or producing bubbles” as it is used in “a bubbly drink” or “ a bubbly soap”.

My student describe me in this way: “well, bubbly because he likes and loves to bubble.. hahaha.. intentionally and accidentally.” Base from the first definition of the word, my student refers to the bubbles I produced from my mouth out of the saliva that accumulates while I’m having my class. Well, most teachers have the same experience I have too. Though it doesn’t happen most of the times but when it happens I make sure no one will be hit by hales that comes out of it. And often times, to play around with the situation, I would tell my students in the front row to open their umbrellas for my mouth is producing rainshowers. That statement will cause a thunder of laughter from my class. Conscious, I am, I would just shrug my shoulders and cover my mouth with my hand and chuckle. Then my class resumes after that.

Definition number (2) says “resembling bubbles” as it is used in the phrase “big, bubbly clouds”. Oh well, that definition points to the physical appearance of the clouds rounded as bubbles. My student may also mean my bubbling physical appearance in such that describing my rounded face like bubbles engraved to make the eyes, nose, and mouth. She may also be describing my bubbling tummy that bounces up and down while run upstairs after each class from one school after another.

Definition number (3) says “full of high spirits, effervescent” as used in “bright, bubbly children”. The third definition I guess suits me better. Well, I can say, I am “bubbly” if we based it on this definition. Although I don’t look like a child anymore (in appearance, well, no one will ever believe me if I say I am, hehehe) but my “energy” is more than that of a five year old, restless, non-stop, importunate child who would always like to talk, move, and talk again, and run, and talk again.

Thanks to my students for letting me know one word that would describe me in three ways: my funny side, my physical aspect, and my character.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Obrang Kathang Isip

Hangin kang nagmula sa kawalan
Apoy kang may alab ng kapusukan
Tubig kang pag-asa ang daluyan
Lupa kang bawat buhay ay pinagmulan.

Bituin kang nagniningning sa kalangitan,
Buwan kang may sinag ng kagandahan,
Araw kang may sikat na nagpaparamdam,
Panaginip kang hind imaging totoo kelanman.

Pangalan mo’y musika sa aking pandinig,
Tinig mo’y kasing lamyos ng tubig,
Larawan mo’y mga titik ng isang awit,
Alaala mo’y kasing linaw ng batis,

Ngunit paanu kita mahahawakan?
Paanu kita mapagsisilbihan?
Paano ka ba mamumuhay sa katotohanan?
Kung ang iyong katauhan ay isang kathang isip lamang.

Salimpusa

Kelan mo ba matatawag ang isang tao na pag-aari mo?
Sapat na ba na ikaw ay mahal niya at siya’y mahal mo?
O kung ikaw ay mahal niya ngunit iba ang tinitibok ng iyong dibdib mo?
O kung siya’y mahal mo ngunit iba ang nagmamay-ari ng kanyang puso?

Ano ba ang basehan ng iyong pagmamay-ari?
Siya ba ay nadiyan sa iyong tabi parati?
Siya ba ang nagpupunas ng luha mo tuwing ikaw’y umiiyak?
O baka naman siya ang dahilan kung bakit ang luha mo’y pumatak?

Bakit kailangan nating ariin ang isang tao?
Dahil kailangan natin ng tagapagtanggol tuwing may nanunukso?
Kailangan natin ng matatawag tuwing tatalikod ang buong mundo.
O dahil kailangan natin ng masasandalang espiritu…

Ngunit paano kung sa dinami-dami ng nagmamahal sa’yo wala ni isa sa kanilang masasabi mong iyo?
Pano kung lahat sila may nagmamay-ari na ng kani-kanilang puso?
Paano kung ang kaya lang nilang ibigay ay ang sandaling hindi sapat na pumawi ng iyong uhaw?
Paano kung ang tingin sa iyong larawan ay isa ka lang salimpusang ligaw?

Happy I Am

Happy I am who always hopes to be with someone special.
Happy I am who always learns to make someone special.
Happy I am who always looks after what’s best for someone special.
Happy I am who always tries to see the good side of someone special.

Happy am I, if someone special will frustrate me many times?
Happy am I, if someone special is with someone else’s side?
Happy am I, if someone special doesn’t care about how I feel?
Happy am I, if someone special doesn’t let me feel my importance?

Happy I am who always understands the situation we’ve been through.
Happy I am though sometimes things aren’t true.
Happy I am seeing someone special is happy too.
Happy I am who always has the patience to make life move.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Contact Lenses

This morning while I was waiting for the jeepney going to my workplace, I saw a woman approaching. I knew the woman. She is one of the mothers in the neighborhood. She and her family lived a very simple life. Well, almost all of the people in our locality live a very simple life. People would only think of their everyday meal.
In the morning they will sip a cup of coffee in their courtyard. The fathers will feed the chickens and the mothers will cook the family’s morning meal. The morning meal is usually eaten between eight and ten in the morning. Because they don’t have superiors to remember, they would just follow their own orders.

After lunch, they will take a mid afternoon nap. They will gather the chicken in pens. Then they will wait for the evening news. But the evening news won’t make them excite. The drama series will make their night more meaningful. They will spend the whole night watching and shed tears for the unrealistic overly acted drama series. But that will end up their day satisfied.

How funny it is to see how dull their life is. How stressful it is to see them doing nothing to improve their social status in life. How sad it is to think that the stories they see on the television series are their only escape from life’s misery.
The woman I saw came closer to me and she told me, “You look like a foreigner.” I smiled and make a shrug of shoulders. Then she added, “ You look better than the last time I saw you. In fact you look better and better every time I see you. ” I was flattered by the statements. But I need to ask her why. Then she explains to me in a question, “Why is the color of your eyes different from us? Is that really the color of your eyes?” then I answered her laughing, “No. I’m actually wearing contact lenses.”

Then she replied in an astonishing voice, “Contact lenses? What s that and what is that for?” Ashamed, I told her, “For some its just fashion. In my case, its for me to be able to see clearly.” Then she asked me how do I put in those contact lenses in my eyes.

I didn’t know what and how did I answered her question. But there is one thing that stuck in my mind. That is the statement, how pity these woman is. She lives backwardly in the midst of the contemporary technology.