Ssshh Hush now. Nanay is here.

Kiamba - An Eden Hidden in Sarangani

2011-09-24T23:50:00.000-07:00

The Handmaids of the Lord

2011-09-19T21:35:00.000-07:00

Every Child Is a Gift from God ----- Aziz Ethan

2011-09-14T21:42:00.000-07:00

Career Guidance Campaign of PTII

2011-09-12T22:50:00.000-07:00

CWL Program - Ms. Universe errr ... Ms. Charity Search

2011-09-10T23:54:00.000-07:00

prayer for today

2011-09-05T20:46:00.000-07:00

Lord, please watch over those
whose names you can read in my heart.

Guard them and make their way easy
and their labor fruitful.

May you give them strength, wisdom and joy
to face each day.

Dry their tears if they weep, sanctify their joys,
raise their courage
if they weaken;

restore their hope if they lose heart;
their health if they are ill;
repentance if they fall.
Amen

JUST A MINUTE- something to think about

2011-03-14T02:52:00.000-07:00

A successful business man was growing old and knew it was time to choose a successor to take over the business. Instead of choosing one of his Directors or his children, he decided to do something different. He called all the young executives in his company together. He said, "It is time for me to step down and choose the next CEO. I have decided to choose one of you." The young executives were shocked, but the boss continued. "I am going to give each one of you a SEED today - one very special SEED. I want you to plant the seed, water it, and come back here one year from today with what you have grown from the seed I have given you. I will then judge the plants that you bring, and the one I choose will be the next CEO."

One man, named Jim, was there that day and he, like the others, received a seed. He went home and excitedly, told his wife the story. She helped him get a pot, soil and compost and he planted the seed. Everyday, he would water it and watch to see if it had grown. After about three weeks, some of the other executives began to talk about their seeds and the plants that were beginning to grow. Jim kept checking his seed, but nothing ever grew. Three weeks, four weeks, five weeks went by, still nothing. By now, others were talking about their plants, but Jim didn't have a plant and he felt like a failure.

Six months went by -- still nothing in Jim's pot. He just knew he had killed his seed. Everyone else had trees and tall plants, but he had nothing. Jim didn't say anything to his colleagues, however,he just kept watering and fertilizing the soil - He so wanted the seed to grow. A year finally went by and all the young executives of the company brought their plants to the CEO for inspection. Jim told his wife that he wasn't going to take an empty pot. But she asked him to be honest about what happened. Jim felt sick to his stomach, it was going to be the most embarrassing moment of his life, but he knew his wife was right. He took his empty pot to the board room. When Jim arrived, he was amazed at the variety of plants grown by the other executives. They were beautiful -- in all shapes and sizes. Jim put his empty pot on the floor and many of his colleagues laughed, a few felt sorry for him!

When the CEO arrived, he surveyed the room and greeted his young executives. Jim just tried to hide in the back. "My, what great plants, trees and flowers you have grown," said the CEO. "Today one of you will be appointed the next CEO!" All of a sudden, the CEO spotted Jim at the back of the room with his empty pot. He ordered the Financial Director to bring him to the front.. Jim was terrified. He thought, "The CEO knows I'm a failure! Maybe he will have me fired!" When Jim got to the front, the CEO asked him what had happened to his seed - Jim told him the story. The CEO asked everyone to sit down except Jim. He looked at Jim, and then announced to the young executives, "Behold your next Chief Executive Officer! His name is Jim!" Jim couldn't believe it. Jim couldn't even grow his seed.

"How could he be the new CEO?" the others said. Then the CEO said, "One year ago today, I gave everyone in this room a seed. I told you to take the seed, plant it, water it, and bring it back to me today. But I gave you all boiled seeds; they were dead - it was not possible for them to grow. All of you, except Jim, have brought me trees and plants and flowers. When you found that the seed would not grow, you substituted another seed for the one I gave you. Jim was the only one with the courage and honesty to bring me a pot with my seed in it. Therefore, he is the one who will be the new Chief Executive Officer!"

* If you plant honesty, you will reap trust

* If you plant goodness, you will reap friends

* If you plant humility, you will reap greatness

* If you plant perseverance, you will reap contentment

* If you plant consideration, you will reap perspective

* If you plant hard work, you will reap success

* If you plant forgiveness, you will reap reconciliation

So, be careful what you plant now;

it will determine what you will reap later.
Think about this for a minute....

Thanks to AngKap
Philip Tangco
66/70/75

MY TOP 10 OF dumb little man's 30 WAYS TO SAVE MONEY

2011-02-27T22:10:00.000-08:00

these are some money saving tips i got (read) from dumb little man...
and i think this is worth sharing...full article link at the bottom :)

Cook at home often: If both the husband and wife work, this is likely to be very difficult. Start out with the habit of cooking at home once a week and slowly increase the frequency until you find a balance between saving money and getting stressed out.
Brown bag lunch at least a few days a week: Lunch times are great opportunities to network and make connections that could improve your career growth. So unless there is a common eating area for brown baggers, you may choose to limit brown bagging lunch to three days each week. Find a balance between saving some money and making the connection. In my case, I take my lunch with me 2-3 times a week and eat out the rest of the time.
Make a list before going shopping: They call it impulse buying for a reason. Humans simply have a very tough time resisting the temptation to purchase extras while shopping. Without a list you will buy items that you simply do not need. Even worse is when your forget to purchase the actual item you came to the store for in the first place. If you plan on cooking at home, pre-plan a rough menu and make a list before you go grocery shopping. Getting all that you need in one trip can help avoid another unnecessary trip and temptation.
Buy generic products whenever possible: Does it really matter whether your cereal is made by Kellogg's or is the store brand? Does it matter if your milk is Oak Farms or the store brand? For a few things (like soda in particular), I prefer brand name products. For others, I do not mind generic store brands if they can save me money. Find what works for you and switch to generic brands for at least a part of your grocery list.
Consolidate and pay off debt as soon as possible: If you carry any debt, focus on consolidating it to a lower interest and paying it off as soon as possible. Money paid in interest is money thrown away! Why spend your hard-earned cash to make the financial institutions rich?
Disconnect land line if possible: Unless you have small kids in the house or older people to take care of, it is more than likely that you will be able to survive with only the mobile phones and can get rid of the land line.
Avoid impulse buying: Make it a habit to avoid impulse buying. Many of the things you want to buy do not seem all that necessary, if you only you wait for a day or two. Also, waiting means you will be able to check prices and make an informed decision to buy it at the best possible price.
Bottle your own water: Drinking water is good for your health. I always make it a habit to keep some at my desk at all times. Bottled water is the most convenient since it can provide protection against accidental spills. That said, buy bottled water only once in a while, and then reuse that bottle to fill your own water...
Regulate your electric use: When not in use, unplug electric appliances. Apparently, unplugging the TV instead of just switching it off can save a lot of electricity! When not in a room, switch off the lights and the fan.

Finally, keep distance from lavish, high-roller friends: If you have lavish friends who buy a new car every other year (or worse still, lease it), have large screen TVs and every other conceivable electronics gadget, eat out at fancy restaurants every other night and just live way beyond their means, keep the distance. They may be nice people and mean you no harm, but hanging out with such people often can lead to a lot of unnecessary desires and discontent. What’s more important – your friends or your peace of mind?

READ THE REST OF IT FROM HERE http://www.dumblittleman.com/2008/01/30-easy-ways-to-save-money-and-no-you.html

10 VOWS OF SUCCESS -Og Mandino through Hafid

2011-01-22T06:52:00.000-08:00

1. Never again will I pity

or belittle myself.

2. Never again will I greet the dawn without a map.

3. Always will I bathe my days in the

golden glow of enthusiasm.

4. Never again will I be disagreeable to a living soul.

5. Always will I seek the seed of triumph in every adversity.

6. Never again will I perform any task

at less than my best.

7. Always will I throw my whole self into the task at hand.

8. Never again will I wait and hope for

opportunity to embrace me.

9. Never will I examine, each night,

my deeds of the fading day.

10. Always will I maintain contact,

through prayer,

with my Creator.

ritual...

2011-01-19T19:15:00.000-08:00

I clear the space that surrounds us.
I set aside the clutter of my day
so the chaos does not obstruct my view of You.

I clear myself. 
I breathe out the weight of my ego
so my heart is opened to you.

I open my eyes.
I find you at my side,
waiting for my frantic mind
to settle finally on You.

We meet,
joining in the sacred ceremony of our routine
in the quiet motions that still my wild heart.
It's time to be in this moment.
I am with You and nowhere else.

- Abigail Wurdeman

+1 for Rudyard Kipling, he says...

2011-01-10T22:12:00.000-08:00

God could not be everywhere,
and
therefore
He made mothers...

Who is 'Christmas' all about?

2010-12-14T23:27:00.000-08:00

     Santa lives at the North Pole.
      JESUS is everywhere.

      Santa rides in a sleigh
      JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.

      Santa comes but once a year
      JESUS is an ever present help.

      Santa fills your stockings with goodies
      JESUS supplies all your needs.

      Santa comes down your chimney uninvited
      JESUS stands at your door and knocks...

and then enters your heart.

      You have to stand in line to see Santa
      JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.

      Santa lets you sit on his lap
      JESUS lets you rest in His arms.

      Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is

"Hi little boy or girl, What's your name?"
JESUS knew our name before we did.

Not only does He know our name, He knows our address too.

He knows our history and future and

He even knows how many hairs are on our heads.

      Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly
      JESUS has a heart full of love.

      All Santa can offer is HO HO HO
      JESUS offers health, help and hope.

      Santa says "You better not cry"
      JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me for I care for you.

      Santa's little helpers make toys
      JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts,

repairs broken homes and builds mansions.

      Santa may make you chuckle but
      JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.

      While Santa puts gifts under your tree
      JESUS became our gift and died on the tree.

      It's obvious there is really no comparison.
      We need to remember WHO Christmas is all about.
      We need to put Christ back in Christmas.
      Jesus is still the reason for the season.
      Yes, Jesus is better, he is even better than Santa Claus!

[from http://jokes.christiansunite.com/Christmas/Jesus_is_Better_Than_Santa.shtml]

Edelweiss

2010-12-02T04:15:00.000-08:00

Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Every morning you greet me
Small and white,
clean and bright
You look happy to meet me.
Blossom of snow
may you bloom and grow,
Bloom and grow forever.
Edelweiss, Edelweiss
Bless my homeland forever.

Edelweiß, Edelweiß,
Du grüßt mich jeden Morgen,
Sehe ich dich,
Freue ich mich,
Und vergess' meine Sorgen.
Schmücke das Heimatland,
Schön und weiß,
Blühest wie die Sterne.
Edelweiß, Edelweiß,

Ach, ich hab dich so gerne.

dressmaking---a happy comeback!

2010-11-06T05:23:00.000-07:00

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KGibran On Marriage

2010-10-21T23:21:00.000-07:00

You were born together,
and together you shall be forevermore.

You shall be together when the white wings
of death scatter your days.

Aye, you shall be together even in the
silent memory of God.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between
the shores of your souls.

Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous,
but let each of you be alone,

Even as the strings of a lute are alone
though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

And stand together, yet not too near together.
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress
grow not in each other's shadow.

Ang aking bayan. Ang aking wika

2010-10-14T22:39:00.000-07:00

ang bayan ko't tanging ikaw, pilipinas kong mahal
ang puso ko at buhay ma'y sa iyo ibibigay
tungkulin kong gagampanan ang lagi kang paglingkuran
ang laya mo'y babantayan, pilipinas kong hirang

pamilyar? aba syempre! isa ito sa mga paborito kong kanta (awitin ang ibang bahagi), isama mo na ang "pambansang awit", and "tayo na sa antipolo", ang "atikupung singsing" at "dandansoy"...

mga higala, maayong adlaw kaninyong tanan. mga kaibigan, magandang araw sa inyong lahat. ang pagkahiwahiwalay ng ating mga pulo ay aaring isipin na dahilan ng pagkarami-raming dialekto o wikang lokal sa ating bansa, subalit, sa awa ng poong maykapal ay di naman siguro dahilan ng pagkawatak watak nating mamamayan. ibang usapan na yan amiga (sabay ngiti).

ang sabi ng iba mahihirapan raw tayong matuto kapag marami at sari-sari ang wikang naririnig, idagdag mo pa ang wikang ingles na pilit ipinapasaulo sa atin...ano ang pangalan mo? what is your name?
saan ka nakatira? where do you live? kamusta ka na? how are you? tagalog-ingles pa lang yan. gawin mo kaya sa tagalog-ingles-cebuano ano ang pangalan mo? what is your name? unsa imo ngalan? saan ka nakatira? where do you live? asa ka nagpuyo? kamusta ka na? how are you? kumusta na ka?
nakakalito man, maganda namang pakinggan...

papayagan ba natin na ang bagay na ito ang maging hadlang sa ating pagiging isa, o gagawin natin itong
tulay tungo sa pag-unlad? sa una, ang tanong ay 'bakit?' 'nga-a' sa ilonggo, 'ngano' sa leytenyo. sa
pangalawa, ang tanong ay 'papano?' 'unsaon?'. gaya ng pagkakaisa ng mga bansa sa iisang mundo, posibleng magkaisa ang mamamayan ng iisang bansa kahit pa daan-daang wika ang gamitin.

kung ikaw ay maliit, natural na mag alangan ka sa pakikipaglaban. Oy! sa katawan pa lang, parang wala nang panalo ang david sa goliath, ang langgam sa malaking paa...ano ang pwedeng ipanglaban? isip ka nga...aha! bilis ng kilos. talas ng isip. paghahasa ng natatagong galing. ito ang sinasabi nilang gamitin ang kahinaan bilang kalakasan.

maraming tula at talumpati na ang ating narinig tungkol sa pagmamahal sa ating wika pero iilan lang ang nagpahayag ng tunay na damdamin ukol dito. ang wika kapag nahinog at nagamit ng maayos ay magiging daan sa pag-unlad...at ang kaunlaran na lamang ang magiging daan sa pagkakaisa. may di sasang-ayon malamang, maige yan! sapangkat di kalaunan, ang tali-taliwas na opinyon ay pamumugaran ng ideyang kagandahan.

ang sabi ni rizal, ang hindi raw magmahal sa sariling wika ay masangsang pa ang amoy sa isda. sagot naman ng isang kaibigan ko "it's not naman na i don't love our language noh, it's just that... parang..... ewww!hindi ko talaga feel!" . ako'y napag-isip, ano kaya ang ibig sabihin nito? mas ramdam
nya ang ingles?kung sabagay, wala namang problema yun...kaya alam mo, anong sabi ko sa kanya? "Prend, hindi mo talaga feel? ang kapal naman ng mukha mo, akala mo sino kang magaling, ni hindi nga tama yang ingles mo, ang masaklap pa pati tagalog mo eh bali-baliko!"

di sya agad umimik, marahil ay nagulat sa aking nasabi, tipok iiyak at di makapaniwalang narinig ang mga katagang yun mula sa akin na kaibigan at kababata nya pa. bago papumatak ang kanyang luha, hinawakan ko ang kanyangkamay, pasimpleng ngumiti, sabay sabi "ano amiga, feel mo na?" (tawa)

sa mga aklat na nailimbag, sa mga awiting nalikha, mga tula at talumpati, lalabas at lalabas ang iba't ibang paniniwala,iba't ibang layunin, iba't ibang paninindigan. isalin mo man sa iba't ibang wika o
lokal na dialekto- iisa ang mensahe na nais na ipaabot: tayo ay mamamayan ng isang bansang bagamat
tanggap na hilaw pa ang turing sa wika ay napakayaman sa pag-ibig - sa kapwa, sa dyos at sa bayan. pag-ibig na walang wika ang kayang tumapat. isalang man nila ang ibang wika , wala nang tatamis pa sa ating wikang pambansa, ang wikang pag-ibig- wikang hitik sa damdamin at pag-asa. maniwala ka! tuuhi ko! pamati balah sa akon!

sabayan nyo ako sa aking paglalakbay ha? maraming salamat at magandang araw sa ating lahat.

The bow and the arrow...

2010-10-04T20:50:00.000-07:00

Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

On Children

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said,

"Speak to us of Children."
And he said:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,

which you cannot visit,
not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,

and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies,

so He loves also the bow that is stable.

The Drink Of Water

2010-09-30T01:03:00.000-07:00

A small boy is sent to bed by his father.
Five minutes later....."Taaaaayyyy...."
"What?"
"I'm thirsty!!! Can you bring a glass of water?"
"No. You had your chance. Lights out."
Five minutes later....."Taaaaaayyyy....."
"WHAT?"
"I'm THIRSTY. Can I have a glass of water??"
"I told you NO!" If you ask again, I'll have to spank you!!"
Five minutes later......"Taaaaaayyyyy....."
"WHAT!"
"When you come in to spank me, can you bring a glass of water?"

happy birthday tatay quezon!
goodluck...good health
god bless you

Dance with My Father Again

2010-09-13T07:21:00.000-07:00

Back when I was a child,

before life removed all the innocence

My father would lift me high and

dance with my mother and me and then

Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep

Then up the stairs he would carry me

And I knew for sure I was loved

If I could get another chance,

another walk, another dance with him

I’d play a song that would never, ever end

How I’d love, love, love

To dance with my father again

When I and my mother would disagree

To get my way, I would run from her to him

He’d make me laugh just to comfort me

Then finally make me do just what my mama said

Later that night when I was asleep

He left a dollar under my sheet

Never dreamed that he would be gone from me

If I could steal one final glance,

one final step, one final dance with him

I’d play a song that would never, ever end

‘Cause I’d love, love, love

To dance with my father again

Sometimes I’d listen outside her door

And I’d hear how my mother cried for him

I pray for her even more than me

I know I’m praying for much too much

But could you send back the only man she loved

I know you don’t do it usually

But dear Lord she’s dying

To dance with my father again

Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

This is song is dedicated to my Papa Mimi.

He who taught me how to dance the boogie and the salsa, the rumba and even kuratsa. Ohh... those Dancing Club days, organized by elementary teachers, who took turns of hosting a dancing night on Fridays. Yes, i saw them all...admired their steps... nimble yet perfect...I guess they are dancing every night up there now.

i hope this is available soon

2010-09-09T00:42:00.000-07:00

i just saw this pic from a friend's plurk-share
made me remember my telling my students few years ago:
time will come, your hand-held phone would also be your universal remote control
to almost everything you wanted...
this comes way too close to it! i want! i need! haha

time...it flies.

2010-09-05T19:19:00.000-07:00

these are our two beautiful boys ... memot and tatjing.......back then, the house was filled with their laughter and antics...

and when they quarrel,

they have their 'muted' boxing match at the second floor...

oh how time flies...here they are now, still - our two beautiful boys,

still filling the house with a laughter and antics, only it's just among us anymore,

online friends and game teammates included- here they still are growing, exploring, living life to its fullest.

oh time...it flies.

like those ships...

2010-09-04T06:07:00.000-07:00

we walked to the sea just my father and me.
And the dogs played around on the sand.
Dressed in gray, did he say, Hold my hand.
We're two ships that pass in the night.
...We both smile and we say it's alright.
We're still here.
It's just that we're out of sight.
Like those ships that pass in the night."

where have they gone?

2010-08-27T01:42:00.000-07:00

there was this little girl who kept on laughing while

drawing whiskers on my face at 8

where are you anna marion?

there was this little girl who kept on wanting

to be dressed like a princess at 2

where are you ave marie?

there was this little girl who kept on singing

and miming the way i teach

where are you faith sharreah?

there was this little boy who kept babbling

unrecognizable words even at 4

where are you adrian michael?

there was this little boy who kept running and

giggling and doing pranks at 3

where are you john zamir?
there was this young woman
who tried to keep her head high despite the hunger and pain
where are you felicitas?

anna marion is dead,

please god bless her soul.

ave marie is on a balancing act in career and marriage,

please god guide her decisions.

faith sharreah is learning, un-learning and re-learning,

please god give her strength.

adrian michael is preparing for a good career,

please god give him inspiration to move on.

john zamir is toughing out the university life,

please god bring him to a productive path.
felicitas is a grandmother, still struggling but with bigger faith
please god give her more love-laden years.

for our beloved Fr. Sonny - surely...you will be missed

2010-08-22T23:46:00.000-07:00

The Beautiful Hands of a Priest

(poem by an unknown author)

We need them in life's early morning,

We need them again at its close;

We feel their warm clasp of true friendship,

We seek them when tasting life's woes.

At the altar each day we behold them,

And the hands of a king on his throne

Are not equal to them in their greatness;

Their dignity stands all alone;

And when we are tempted and wander,

To pathways of shame and of sin,
It's the hand of a priest that will absolve us,

Not once, but again and again.

And when we are taking life's partner,

Other hands may prepare us a feast,

But the hand that will bless and unite us

Is the beautiful hand of a priest.

God bless them and keep them all holy,

For the Host which their fingers caress;

When can a poor sinner do better

Than to ask Him to guide thee and bless?

When the hour of death comes upon us,

May our courage and strength be increased,

By seeing raised over us in blessing

The beautiful hands of a priest.

[this poem is anonymously but beautifully written.
of course for someone like you,
only if you were still here...but, you are gone, gone now...
god needed you up there more than here i guess.
we will miss you padre. thanks to you...
our lives are blessed by your strength , wisdom and kindness.
fare thee well.]

Old Ladies in April

2010-08-20T05:48:00.000-07:00

   All these years, Citas have been saving enough money for a vacation to their hometown. It's been three years, the last time she was home. It was the death of her Papa. Every now and then, she felt the nudging in her heart to come home. Questions yearning in her mind... how are the olds now?

   Alighting from the bus as it arrived hometown, she had this eerie feeling, "Why is our house seemed empty. Where is everybody?" Pushing the front door slowly, she peeped in to see who's in there, but there was none. She saw their living room which used to be happy, filled with piano music... now it's bare and empty. The antique piano has long been gone to the storage house, chopped into pieces. Turning her eyes to the dining hall leading to the kitchen... she remembers, it was the most busy area in her childhood days... she, learning to cook at the age of 8, never gets tired of preparing the meals day after day. Glancing at the mezzanine wall, hung were pictures of her brood in their graduation togas. But she missed her picture.. All of them now are having our own families.

   Engrossed at those hung photos, a voice came from behind. "So, you're here. Glad you remembered to visit us. We never expected you to come home anymore, now that your Papa is gone." Those stinging words were from her stepmom! She was tempted to confront her, but when she turned to face her, she was too shocked to see her very sick. Gone was the bubbly laughter, gone was the chattering voice, gone was the swiftness of her legs, that fussed all children to school. Now her whole body is covered with sores, making her look very frail and miserable. And she said, she is always left alone in the house because everyone feared contamination from her disease.

   The next day, Citas boarded a bus to a nearby town, to visit another foster mom. She was more than shocked to see her in bed, all dressed up and clasping a prayerbook in her hands... as if waiting for her time to come.... She was told that... she has refused eating for months now... worse... she wont talk to anyone except to her househelp who is at her side most of the time. She has totally withdrawn herself from the world around her. She was more than hurt thinking that nobody cares for her... anymore.

   With a heavy heart, she took the ride back home. She never felt this sad before. "Why did this happened to them? Then she remembered another auntie, who is a retired teacher. Maybe she could could answer the questions running in my mind right now. This auntie of hers is soft-spoken, religious and a very understanding one. She was always happy and has a ready smile.

   But then, as she took the steps by the front porch, an angry voice filled the air, almost shouting and arguing . "Auntie, how are you?"... as Citas motioned to embraced her. She retorted back, "Get oiut of my way. Can't you see that I'm limping. I cannot do my chores anymore because of this disabled leg." Citas was taken aback, but still grabbed her hand for blessings. The auntie she love has gone cranky, after she fell down from the stairs three months ago. Now she feels useless and a burden in the house.

   The excitement in coming home was gone. So, it is very true then,,, that growing old is lonely. And these has opened ou eyes, to remind everyone, to take care of your olds, while we still can. All because of these three old ladies she visited last April.

Ssshh Hush now. Nanay is here.

Kiamba - An Eden Hidden in Sarangani

The Handmaids of the Lord

Every Child Is a Gift from God ----- Aziz Ethan

Career Guidance Campaign of PTII

CWL Program - Ms. Universe errr ... Ms. Charity Search

prayer for today

JUST A MINUTE- something to think about

MY TOP 10 OF dumb little man's 30 WAYS TO SAVE MONEY

10 VOWS OF SUCCESS -Og Mandino through Hafid

2. Never again will I greet the dawn without a map.

3. Always will I bathe my days in the

golden glow of enthusiasm.

4. Never again will I be disagreeable to a living soul.

5. Always will I seek the seed of triumph in every adversity.

7. Always will I throw my whole self into the task at hand.

8. Never again will I wait and hope for

opportunity to embrace me.

9. Never will I examine, each night,

my deeds of the fading day.

ritual...

+1 for Rudyard Kipling, he says...

Who is 'Christmas' all about?

Edelweiss

dressmaking---a happy comeback!

KGibran On Marriage

Ang aking bayan. Ang aking wika

The bow and the arrow...

The Drink Of Water

Dance with My Father Again

i hope this is available soon

time...it flies.

like those ships...

we walked to the sea just my father and me.And the dogs played around on the sand.Dressed in gray, did he say, Hold my hand.We're two ships that pass in the night....We both smile and we say it's alright. We're still here. It's just that we're out of sight. Like those ships that pass in the night."

where have they gone?

for our beloved Fr. Sonny - surely...you will be missed

Old Ladies in April