Banana-Q at Palamig

Natatandaan ko nung akoy asa elementarya sa James sa QC, napakahilig mag utos ng mga titser namen sa mga estudyante para bilhan sila ng miryenda tuwing sasapit ang alas diyes ng umaga o kaya naman ay alas 3 ng hapon (dipende sa oras ng pasok mo).
Anjan kang pabibilhin ka ng banana-q, turon, palamig, juice, softdrinks, o kung ano-ano pang mahiligan nila, pero sa bandang huli pag nabili mo na ang lahat, ni hindi manlang magpasalamat, ngiti, o mag bigay manlang ng pang kendi, para KUNSUWELO DE BOBO.
Isa pa sa masaklap, ang mga pinabibili nila ay hindi mo makikita sa CANTEEN duon ka sa pa sa bandang likod ng eskuwelahan makakabili ng mga ito kung saan, merong maliit na tindahan ng mga miryenda, na abot kaya, kung ikukumpara sa canteen ng eskuwela.
Ang mga titser namen ay walang paboritong utusan, kung sino ang makita at matipuhan sa araw ng pabili, malas mo, kung meron na sana akong pera at lakas ng loob nuon, binilhan ko na sila ng tambiolo para de-raffle nalang, hindi na sila mahihirapang mag isip at mag turo.
Tsamba, may bisita ang titser nameng babae na isa pang titser, tyempong miryenda, alas diyes ng umaga, ang mga ayaw mautusan ay nagdadaliang nag eskapo, malas naman at meron pa akong tinapos at ako ang nabalingan, dahil marami ang utos na bibilhin, pinasama sa akin ang isa pang pobreng batang lalake na aking kaklase.
Ang siste, 2 banana-q o turon, dipende sa kung ano ang meron, at dalawang palamig, tyempo mirienda, sa dami ng bumibili, mauubos ang aming 30 minute break dahil duon, ang mga guro mag mimirienda, kame naman ay hindi, dahil sa utos ng aming mahal na guro.
Oks na lahat, nakabili na, at kame ay pabalik na, upang ihatid ang mga miriyenda ng aming mahal na guro.
Pero papunta palang kame ay meron ng bumubulong sa aking taenga (malamang si master labo iyon) na hindi fair ang ginagawa sa amen ni Ms, and I need to get even, pero hindi ko ito pinapansin, parang demonyo at anghel lang.
Pagdating namen ng classroom, bigay ng miryenda at sabay sabe nila mam, sige laro na kayo, parang, taena ni simpleng salamat o ngiti wala man lang, hindi to maare.
Kinabukasan, sinayada kong magpahuli para ako ulit ang utusan, gabi palang meron na akong plano para makagante, sampu ng aking mga pobreng kaklase sa oportunistang guro na ito (grade 2 ako nuon).
Unang step sa plano, tagumpay, ako ang nautusan, takbo papuntang likod para makauna sa pilahan, para meron pang pagkakataong makalabas ng classroom kung sakaleng mabulilyaso ako ni Ms.
Bitbit ko na ang mga pinamile, ang pamosong BANANA-Q at limang pisong PALAMIG.
Second step, sinadya kong dumaan sa may paradahan ng mga school bus at tambakan ng mga sirang upuan, para maisagawa ko ang aking ganti, tagumpay, walang tao, dinila-dilaan ko ang kanyang BANANA-Q at minumog ko  PALAMIG, aminado ako, demonyo ang nanaig, pero mas demonyo ang aming abusadong guro, kaya kwits lang.
Step three, Ms. eto na po, ganun ulit, walang salamat o ngiti, pag talikod ko, karipas ang aking takbo palabas, para hindi mabuking, kung sakali man.
Ang pakiwari ko lang, hindi lang ako ang batang gumago sa miryenda nya, malamang sa malamang, na tikman na nya ang lahat ng tinga at laway ng mga inutusan nya sa bawat pag inom ng kanyang NAPAINAM NA PALAMIG.
Kung saan ka man ngayon Ms. "nakalimutan ko na" walang anuman, sanay nasarapan ka sa laway at tinga ko, SIGE NA MAGLARO KA NA.

HPD!!!

Sa bawat banat at lagitik ng buto.
Sa bawat patak ng  pawis at dugo.
Sa bawat pagluha at pag hikbi.
Sa bawat sakripisyo at pagtitiis.
Sa bawat pagmamahal at pagaaruga.

Ang araw na ito'y para sa atin lahat.

Cheers!!!

For my Paps.

Opened the laptop, poped in my tattoo, and browsed Facebook and this blog.
Tried to write something good for my PAPS, for this day, what the heck, I should score a cool one.
Darn it, with all the tools and inspiration I have, it seemed that a, lost for perfect words to start it.
Typed in a lot, English, Filipino, I even tried writing in Ilokano, but to no avail.
Am close to being frustrated and guilty at the same time, frustrated, because as much as I want to write something for him but I can't squeeze any, guilty, because, with all the things he did for us, and yet I can't get a good write up for him, as simple tribute for his day.
Am closed to giving up, exited some of the sites that I thought can help me in writing a good one, and closing my blogsite.
One yosi did it, a vice that I got from my PAPS (which he finally gave up early last year), finally it helped me realized, and it's very simple.

NO WORDS CAN EQUATE THE GREATNESS OF OUR PAPS!!!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!

I can't wait... but not for now...

I can't wait for the day to come that I will finally see you... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally hug you tight... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally kiss you sincerely... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that we can finally be together as one... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally say how I missed you... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally say I love you very much... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally tell you we're sorry... but not for now...
I can't wait for the day to come that I can finally tell you why... but not for now...

To the friend that I never met... I can't wait... but not for now...

PHUB'S 1st Leadership Congress

June 13, 2011. Our Company Pacifichub Corporation, held it's first Leadership Congress and the highlight of the event is none other than Chot Reyes, yes the basketball coach.
Being a basketball fan, I looked forward to this event, of course to have pictures for me to put in my blog and facebook, bragging purposes. am a bit cynical, since am sure, he'll talk our ears out, purely on basketball.
So the day came, and judging from the participants eyes, you can tell who's a basketball fan and who's not, since everyone is excited about Chot Reyes, I guess, we have the same thought of what he's going to do or talk about.
Finally, it was kicked off, by an opening speech of our CEO, Beaver Lopez, he kept it short and simple, he just welcomed everyone and provide his insights and expectations.
The first speaker is an undergraduate from Maryknoll (now Miriam college), who happened to be the former President/CEO of McCann-Erikson Philippines, who's one of the big players in the world, advertising wise.
She had a lot of things in her pocket, however, on my own opinion, everything is normal as to some speakers whom I listened to.
Nonetheless, the most valuable thing that I learned from her, is that, when you want to be great, the only person who will hinder you from achieving it, is yourself, the time you allow yourself to doubt your capacity to be great, then you will not be, ever.
During her speech, Chot Reyes, walked in silently, he just sat down on one of the tables at the back, and patiently waited for his turn.
When he was introduced, all of us gave him a very warm welcome, which he really appreciated.
So the moment everyone is waiting for is here, everyone readied their cameras and mobile phones as I readied mine to take snaps of him, bragging purposes.
Inside me, am thinking, this should be short, since I already know whats he's going to talk about, how to coach, how to win, how to become champion, blah, blah, blah, or if only I have the power, at that time, what will I do is, go with the talking, and let everyone take pictures of you.
He started it with an introduction of himself, and the things around it. He started coaching way back in 83, during his college days for a pasarel team in Ateneo (of course), and that started it all.
His first championship in PBA, is with Purefoods, with big players such as the Captain, Defense Minister, The Bullet, to name a few. (if your a Purefoods die hard, you would know who are these players).
For four years, he stayed in Purefoods with, if am not mistaken, 3 championships, not bad.
After which, he went to Sta. Lucia with a very lucrative package, that Purefoods declined, when he bid for his contract. He's only hired in Sta. Lucia for 3 months, after that, they axed him, he even joked that during his unemployment, everytime the clock hits 11 o clock he would say "UY ALAS ONSE NA, EAT BULAGA NA" (no wowowee at that time).
So his story led one thing to other, and sooner that we expected, it's over, of course after which, is photo ops.
After his speech, am really surprised that he exceeded everyone's expectation, about his talk, from his spiels down to his presentation, everything is a sure hit for everyone.
Of all the things he discussed, 2 things really strucked me (everyone I guess), FIRST, he gave a very effective coaching/communication formula, which is applicable, virtually in any set up, so long as there is a relationship involved, be it work, romantic, husband and wife, father and child, mother and child, lolo to apo, etc. relationship, it's the CONTINUE, STOP, and START formula.
it's simple, the two parties should sit-down and discuss to one another, what are the things they want to CONTINUE doing, STOP doing, and START doing.
He even said, that if your going to do this formula on your family or to someone your romantically linked with, be ready with a box of tissue, you know what I mean.
Secondly, I'll say this in Filipino to add weight and emphasis on it, since it's really big, he said "HINDI OBLIGASYON NI BEAVER LOPEZ (CEO) NA KAYO'Y GAWING EMPLEYADO HAMAMBUHAY PARA SA INYONG KABUHAYAAN, PERO OBLIGASYON NYANG GAWIN KAYONG EMPLOYABLE HABAMBUHAY PARA SA INYONG KABUYAHAN" after he said that, everyone gave him a standing ovation, very well said.
Indeed, a very informative and knowledge packed event, and am looking forward to the second one. Cheers!

Saang Papel (ID12 Tribute)

Saang papel naten mahahanap ang ating kasarinlan, makailang ulit na nating ipinagdidiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin natitibag ang tanikalang alipin sa ating mga kamay at paa.

Saang papel naten mahahanap ang ating tagumpay sa pakikibaka para lang makamtan ang mailap na kalayaan, makailang ulit na nating ipinagdidiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin nawawaksi ang mga bangungot na dala ng ilang daan taong pighati at sigalot.

Saang papel naten mahahanap ang ating pagunlad na ating inasam nuong tuluyang napalayas ang mga umangkin, makailang ulit na nating ipinagdidiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin malagyan ang kumukulong tiyan ng mga maralitang nikabaka.

Saang papel naten mahahanap ang ating pagkakaisa na ating naging sandigan nuong nagkapit bisig ang lahat dahil sa isang adhikain, makailang ulit na nating ipinagdidiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin mapagbuklod ang luzon, bisayas, at mindanao.

Saang papel naten mahahanap ang ating pagusad na ating naging iisang mungkahi nuong panahong ang lahat ay umasa, makailang ulit na nating ipinagdiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin umusad ng bahagya dahil ang nakararami'y naghihilaan.

Makailang beses na nating ipinagdidiwang ang ating kalayaan, pero hindi parin mahanap kung saang papel makikita ang tunay na MALAYANG PILIPINAS.

PEI 419

Kung sino man ang nagmamay ari ng sasakyang nag tatangan ng plate number na ito PEI 419.
Mahiya ka naman sana, Panginoong habag, wala na ngang trapik sa ClubFilipino Greenhills, kinailangan mo pang mag escort at harangan ang kalye para maka daan ka lang.
Hindi lang iyon, TATLONG PULIS pa ang kinailangan mo para lang hindi mapudpod ang mga brakes ng sasakyan mo, sakali mang merong nauna sayo sa dadaanan mo.
Ang tibay mo naman sir, si PNOY nga natitiis na magantay sa heavy traffic, kesehodang irisk nya ang kanyang security, para lang ipakita sa lahat na NO ONE IS ABOVE THE LAW, tos eto ka, naknang bakang dalaga, TATLO pa ang kinailangan mo, sana nagdala ka pa ng TANKE para solid na talaga ang pang harang mo sa mga pobreng motorista, o kaya naman, dahil afford mong kumuha ng TATLONG PULIS para harangan ang isang kantong dadaanan mo, edi bilhin mo na sana yung kahabaan ng club filipino, para kahit tumatambling kang umuuwi e walang mang aabala sayo.
Pag ako tumama sa lotto, huhuntingin kita hinayupak ka, aaraw-arawin kitang ipapa harang sa mga sekyu ko, para maranasan mo ang pang hahasle na ginawa mo sa mga simpleng motoristang pumila ng pagkatagal-tagal para lang makauwi ka sa bahay mo ng walang abala.
Matae ka sana sa pantalon mo!!!