Hay Buhay Abroad Talaga

(A friend named 'Maeng Ni' posted this.Lahat ng sinabi niya nakakatuwa at totoo, tiyak makakarelate ka.)

Akala ng mga tao na nasa Pilipinas kapag nasa DUBAI ka akala nila madami ka ng pera ng langis. Ang totoo, madami kang utang, dahil credit card lahat ang gamit mo sa pagbili mo ng mga gamit mo. Kailangan mo gumamit ng credit card Kasi naubus na ang cash pinadala sa pinas, kase pag hindi ka nagpadala, iisipin nila nakalimutan mo na sila.

Akala nila mayaman ka at marami kang pera kasi buwan-buwan libo-libo padala mo walang palya at kapag pumalya iisipin nila baka nagbisyo ka na o may sinusustentuhang iba. Hindi nila alam food allowance na lang ang natitira sayo at pag kinulang pa umuutang pa at lista muna sa malapit na bakla.

Pag may okasyon sa pinas birthday, fiesta, anniversary, pasko, new year, at iba pa, padala ka agad panghanda sarap ng kainan nila, di nila alam ikaw tiyaga sa budget meal, kabsa, noodles o de lata at itlog na nakakabutlig na ng balat, hay naku!

Akala ni Tatay, Nanay, Ate, Kuya, anak, mga pamangkin at iba pa namumulot ka ng pera sa Dubai kada may problema text kaagad, kumusta sa una sa bandang huli kelangan ng pera! Hay naku…nakaka-alergic na ang text sa roaming puro gastos…minsan padala ka pa ng load! Load mo nga utang pa sa Pana! Hay naku bakit ba nauso pa yan dagdag gastos lang talaga at pag di ka pa reply aawayin ka pa!

Akala nila masarap maging OFW at tinatawag na bagong bayani….naku mas masarap pa yong nasa pinas na sa katas ni bagong bayani ay syang umaani! Utang sa DUBAI lalong dumarami.

Akala nila masarap sa DUBAI di nila alam di ka na nga makauwi kasi roundtrip tiket kina-cash pa mapadala lang at ibayad sa utang.

Akala nila sosyal ka na kulay ng buhok mo uso pa at naka-highlight pa, di nila alam buhok mo namumuti na sa stress at problema at pag minalas pa nalalagas pa!

Akala nila masarap sa DUBAI kasi pag-uwi mo mestiso ka, maputi at mamula-mula ang balat mo, di nila alam babad ka sa opisina at kulong sa bahay mo dahil no choice ka, mga kapit bahay mo di mo kaano-ano, walang paki-alaman at kung lalabas ka sunog ang balat mo, init ng araw sobra!

Akala nila mayaman ka na kase may kotse ka na. Di nila alam hulugan pa ito!

Ang totoo, kapag hindi ka bumili ng kotse sa dubai
maglalakad ka ng milya-milya sa ilalim ng init ng araw o kaya sa winter na kasama ang asawa mo dito sa dubai .. O kaya naman tiyaga kang mag –abang ng RTA Bus or Coaster na ubod ng babaho ng mga pasahero at pagbaba mo amoy putok ka na rin, grabe! Walang jeepney, tricycle o padyak sa dubai .. madami mga indianao, Bangladesh na driver na ubod ng baho. Pag minalas ka paskitani na taxi driver na rapist pa!

Akala nila masaya ka kase nagpadala ka ng picture mo sa Burj Al Arab, Desert Safari, mall of emirates, Atlantis, Al Mamzar Beach, at iba pang attractions. Ang totoo, kailangan mo ngumiti kase minsan minsan ka lang makakapicture para mapadala mo sa mga mahal mo sa buhay.

Akala nila malaki na ang kinikita mo kase dirham na sweldo mo. Ang totoo, medyo malaki pagpinalit mo ng peso, pero dirham din ang gastos mo sa dubai . Ibig sabihin ang dirham mong kinita sa presyong dirham mo din gagastusin. Ang P15.00 na sardinas sa Pilipinas AED3.00 sa Dubai , ang isang pakete ng sigarilyo sa pilipinas P40.00, sa Dubai AED 6.50, alangan namang puro cafeteria food ang kakainin mo aba mamatay ka sa highblood o heap nyan kasi nga umaapaw na sa mantika madumi pa! Mga kadiri , kaya lang pag naubusan ka ng pera no choice you have to take the risk .

Akala nila buhay milyonaryo ka na kase ang ganda ng bahay at kotse mo.nag pa-lypo kay calayan at nagparetoke kay vicky belo, Ang totoo nag loan ka lang sa Mashreq ,HSBC o CITIbank na huhulugan mo ng limang taon. Ibig sabihin, alipin ka ng bahay at kotse mo at ng luho mo at ng bansang ito !!kasi nga magloan ba naman dahil sa luho bwahahaha!

Madaming naghahangad na makarating sa Dubai . Lalo na mga nurses at mga medsec at eto pa pati cleaners, mahirap maging normal na manggagawa sa Pilipinas. Madalas pagod ka sa trabaho. Pag dating ng sweldo mo, kulang pa sa pagkain mo. Pero ganun din sa ibang bansa katulad lalo na kaya sa Dubai madaming outlet ng stress mo !kasi walang bawal!!! . Hindi ibig sabihin dirham na ang sweldo mo, yayaman ka na, kailangan mo ding magbanat ng buto para mabuhay ka sa ibang bansa.

Isang malaking sakripisyo ang pag alis mo sa bansang pinagsilangan at malungkot iwanan ang
mga mahal mo sa buhay.Hindi pinupulot ang pera dito o pinipitas o iniigib. Hindi ako
naninira ng pangarap, gusto ko lang buksan ang bintana ng katotohanan.

Mahirap mangibang bayan…sino ba ang may kasalanan na iwan sariling bayan?

Manilbihan sa dayuhan at malayo sa pamilya ay may kahirapan.

Hangga’t may pinay DH na nangingibang bayan na simbolo ng ating kahirapan, kawawang bayan ni Juan patuloy na mapag-iiwanan.

Kaya Juan iwan ka ng pera para sayo, para sa kinabukasan mo!

Raising Teenager. . .

My eldest is now thirteen which means an additional load to my task of being the full time mom that i am. I have heard a lot of not-so-good stories about raising teens and i must admit it's starting to get on my nerves. In Erikson's(a psychologist), this is the stage wherein the child begins to develop his/her identify and if not properly guided, he/she may develop role confusion wherein the child struggles knowing who he/she is and experiences difficulty fitting in with peers.
Likewise, this is the stage where friends impact a great deal on how the child thinks. In my case, i've practiced the habit of making friends with these people since, eversince, i firmly believe that by knowing them you will have the idea how to deal with your own child and see where the child's point of view comes from everytime we argue. I've accepted the fact that children nowadays are way too different from my childhood. So now, i don't get scared or irritated when my child changes her nail polish 3x a week, wears a lip gloss everyday, and is so fond of wearing high-heeled shoes which, in my time, was only worn when i got into college. However, i always emphasize to her not to overdo things because she is still young.
In my pursuit to be the understanding mom that i can be, i am aware that i am not halfway that goal. I still read books and scan in the internet on how to deal with teenage kids, listen to more experienced moms and design strategies every now and then on how to deal with different situations involving my teenager.
Nobody is a perfect parent. . . and nobody is a perfect child.

Thank You!

No one is an island.
Though there are some who always prefer to be alone, there will come a time in their lives that they will need somebody. . . . . a friend, a help, or someone to love and love them back.
Everyday we meet different kinds of acquaintances. These are the people we ask for directions when we are lost, help us carry our grocery bags, open the door for us when both our hands are full etc. etc. And these are also the people we met a long time ago who gave meaning to our lives.

Even as a child, my dad taught me to always show gratitude to the people who are kind to me. Saying thank you may sound so ordinary but to the one who receives it, it gives sparkles to the eyes. But recently, i notice that i don't say the words anymore. I was always in a hurry that i just turned my back right away after my needs are met. I didn't even manage to give a smile. And now I wonder how awful it must have been to those people i forgot to say thank you to. I know so because i felt bad this morning when i helped a lady picked up her groceries when it scattered on the sidewalk and she didn't even bother to thank me.

I want to take this opportunity to thank someone in my past who first taught me the meaning of love. Thank you my friend.

More of Boracay. . . .

I took this pictures summer of 2008 during a quick vacation with my family plus my brother and his girlfriend. Aside from high tech amenities boracay offers, what makes it one of the best tourist spots in the world is its God-given natural resources. See it for yourself!!!!

Boracay

I took this picture of myself about two years ago during the christening of my friend's daughter where i am one of the sponsors. Behind me is the famous Boracay island. I will post some more pictures of the place tomorrow.
I'm inviting everyone to come visit one of the most visited tourist spots in the world. I assure you the island is spectacular and you will definitely have an unforgettable time there.

Raising Twins

It's like a tag war in our house everyday. Even at a younger age, my twins always compete who will be first in almost everything they do. They fight from dawn 'til bedtime. . . . who takes a bath first in the morning as they prepare for school, who gets to finish eating first, who's the first to finigh brushing their teeth, shine their shoes, do their assignments, who's the next person to say grace for the meal and God knows what else. And aside from being cats and dogs, they are both teasers. They tease one another up to the point of ignition. The one that ignites leaves his brother on the floor. And here comes mom yelling . . . . again.
One tag-war day, I caught myself in a situation where I was yelling and nobody of the twins seems to have heard me. And there are instances where I tried to talk things out to them in a democratic way but they just look at me point blank.
I reached a point where I got tired of all the quarelling and all my yelling so little by little I designed my own disciplinary action. . . . actually its a compilation of all the how-to-raise-kids books that i have read and things i learned from experience.
The very first thing i did is accept my children for who they are. Instill in my head that they are just kids, they have weaknesses just like everybody and they are prone to mistakes because they are still discovering things.
Next, I tried so hard not to nag and yell (still doing my best up to now) because kids hate that. My mom always tell me that if I do not have something nice to say its much much better to keep your mouth shut. I do that and it works. There are instances we got carried out by how drain and tired we are and blow it to our kids although we are aware it's not healthy for them but God knows you just can't help it sometimes. The fact still remains, , , , nagging and yelling is not healthy for the kids and it should be the priority no matter how awful our day went.
I kept a calendar at the back of my head. It is listed there who took a bath yesterday so the other twin goes first today. And the same goes with the brushing etc. Now the twins themselves take note of the reverse strategy. That's one headache pulled out of my head.
The one thing we argue the most is the issue on who-does-what-and-when. The other twin would always reason out that i did this and that when you told me to now let him do this and that for you. So I told them that not everything is done fair and square and to let me be the judge of who will do the next favor i ask. I encouraged them to be happy that they are able to do something for mom and not count the favors they have done. Peter Karl until now sometimes mumble when being ask a favor but still i'm happy because he mumbles and still do what i ask. Gemkarl on the other hand is always willing and happy to be of service to mom and dad.
Finally, I've learned to love them unconditionally. I do not require them to be first in class or to win in a school competition. Patiently, I encourage them to be who they want to be and reach what they want in life, to embrace difficult lessons because it's the way to learn, to love and be responsible in their studies, to fight back when bullied but never initiate a fight with anybody, to show respect esp towards their teachers and female schoolmates, to pray and stuffs like that.
Truly, to be a parent is the most difficult but the most fulfilling job of all.

Celebrating Holy Week!

It is the culture of the filipinos to commemorate the crucifixion and death of Christ which is celebrated during holy week. Personally, I celebrate it wholeheartedly through fasting, going up a mountain for the way of the cross prayer, listening to the seven last words, attending the mass and the procession.
I believe everyone has their unique way of celebrating the holy week and it doesn't have to be done my way or the so-called catholic way. For me, the real essence of commemorating it is accepting God in our lives. And when you say accept Him, you have to live Him. In my everyday encounter with life I am watchful with the words I speak and the things I do because I don't want to hurt or offend others and in turn offend Him. But i am also mindful of the reality that i'm not perfect and along the process of struggling to be good, i know i still hurt somebody. What i'm really trying to point out is, be mindful of your mistakes and always strive to be good even if it's lonely, tiresome and boring to do so.
Seeing the positive way of life and the positive side of every person we meet everyday is another way of showing and remembering that God is so good that He died for us. Everyone deserves a fair trial in life, a second chance, and a chance to be better.
I climb a mountain to be where I am now and I know there are more mountains to climb ahead but i am no longer afraid because i trust in the power of prayer. One of the things that add hope is one of my mom's favorite verse that says, "Most of us are praying for mountains of problems to be removed when what we should pray for is courage to face them."

Holy week can be celebrated everyday. You can offer sacrifice by giving your helper enough rest, buying a bread and a softdrink for a beggar, standing up to let an older woman sit, following traffic rules, throwing garbage in a proper can, and even saying sorry, pls and thank you can melt the heart of the one who recieves it. I'm not saying that we should not go to church and all to make it a holy week. I think it becomes more meaningful when we show our love and faith in God with the people we meet everyday.
May everyone of us live life with God, have peace with God, and love with God not only this blessed week but everyday of our lives.