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.

Repost from my friendster blog...................

A GREAT MAN LOST

Just recently a very close person to our family passed away. He’s been with us for 17 years and losing him, to me, is like losing a father, a friend and a mentor rolled into one.

I was at the hospital the day it happened. And when the doctor finally announced his demise, i just stood there watching him from outside the ICU through a glass window. Stunned. I couldn’t bring myself to cry because, consciously, I still cannot accept that he is gone….forever…. Slowly, i felt the reality of losing him and tears started falling from my eyes. I wanted to go inside the ICU and hold his hand and whisper these words to his ear "Rest now. Lift up all your worries for your family to God and He will take care of them". But i held myself because i wanted to give that moment to his grieving family.

Right that instance, i asked myself what are the things i did and didn’t do for this man? And, somehow, i can’t help to think how ironic it is that it comes naturally for people to assess these things only after a loved one died.

I regretted many things but the one I regretted most was not being there for him at the time when he was battling cancer and was suffering from the side effects of chemotherapy. Well, he didn’t lost the battle. He won God.

Now, the great man is lost. I didn’t know how painful it is to lose someone you consider part of your family for a long time ’til now. This is the first time i ever grieved deeply for someone. But unlike a lost boyfriend or husband after a break-up, i will not feel sorry for all the tears i cried for he deserve every drop of it. Though i will not see him again, the lessons he imparted to me i will live throughout mine, my children, and my grandchildren’s lifetime.

All that’s left of him are memories of a great man. How can i forget an always smiling face… a very humble person who talks to people from all walks of life despite his status… a man by example who stand steadfast with his principles in life… a pro-life, pro-family, pro-law… to summarize it all A GREAT MAN.

Know, great man, that you are loved unfathomably by my family. And we consider you one of ours.

Yesterday i came across my mom's collection of verses. she cut them from newspapers or magazines she happens to get hold on. Most of these verses are from the late Max Soliven's (i'm not sure if i got that right) page in the newspaper ( i forgot the name of the paper). Anyway, i find the verses enlightening and hoping that i can share the same perception to some if not everybody. I collected a few to post and here they are:

It’s true that we don’t know

what we’ve got until we lose it,

but it’s also true that we don’t know

what we’ve been missing until it arrives.

Giving someone all your love is never

an assurance that they’ll love you back!

Don’t expect love in return.

Just wait for it to grow in their heart

but if it doesn’t, be content it grew in yours.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone,

an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone.

But it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Those who tell you it can’t be

done have always been around,

but throughout history progress has always come

from those who said it could be done.

Those who thank God even in trials,

turns burdens into blessings,

make Him the center of your life.

Do not pray to be sheltered from problems

but to be fearless in facing them.

Do not be afraid of pain but

ask for a heart that conquers it.

As we sail through life,

do not avoid rough waters,

sail on because calm seas

never make a strong and skillful sailor.

Your vision will become clear only

when you can look into your own heart.

Who looks outside, DREAMS.

Who looks inside, AWAKES.

The beauty of the morning isn’t sunrise

but the thought of God giving us

another day to see through life.

Always remember life is

never without a need,

never without a problem,

never without a trial,

never without a hurtful moment.

But a peaceful life is never without Christ.

Getting angry is actually punishing

yourself with the mistakes of others.

So keep away from anger

because all you will get are wrinkles.

Most of us are praying for mountains

of difficulty to be removed,

when what we really need

to pray for is courage to climb them.

Each day our goal is to touch one’s heart,

encourage one’s mind and inspire one’s soul.

May you continue to be blessed

and be a blessing to others.

1st communion

Last Feb. 20 was my twins' 1st communion. But before that, they went through some preparations. They had a recollection where they talk about God, about being good children and stuffs like that. After which, they have undergone a confession to cleanse their soul before they can accept the body and blood of Christ (in the form of communion).
I myself grew up in a catholic school and up to this very day I treasure those times where I attended the recollection, which happens yearly, until my college days. Recollection, for me, is about renewing your relationship with God and increasing your faith in Him. I can honestly say that it has helped me a lot in living my life now.
I salute my former schools especially University of San Carlos in Cebu where I graduated from elementary. It molded my childhood to become who I am today. Most of all, I salute St. Anne Montessori School here in Aklan, where my children are currently enrolled, for their concern, dedication and perseverance to uplift not just the mental awareness of their students but also the emotional, physical and spiritual development. Eventually producing productive citizens of this country.

unsung hero

He was a cigarette vendor at a young age. His elder sister never got married because she was too busy selling different goods in the market just so she can send his younger brother to school. Struggling to make both ends meet, this young fellow never wasted time. He gave his full self in his studies.
He graduated magna cum laude at a prestigious university here in the Philippines where he was a scholar. Got into banking and business. But success didn't always taste good and as a consequence he lost everything he had worked hard for. Still, he was determined to pick up what's left of him. And so he studied law at the age of 60, graduated magna cum laude and pass the elusive BAR exam at the age of 65. Now, amidst the turbulence that's still haunting him up to this very day, he is confident he can win them all.
The cigarette vendor i was talking about is no less than my father..............an unsung hero.

holding on . . . .

When you stumble and fall . . . . . . . hold on

When there's but a penny in your pocket . . . . . . . hold on

When you don't have a job when you badly needed one . . . . . . .hold on

When a loved one cheated on you . . . . . . . hold on

When faced with difficulties and don't know what to do . . . . .hold on

When you're hurt and has no way of pouring it out . . . . hold on

When a family or a friend died . . . . . . . hold on

Whatever it is you are going through . . . . . . . hold on

Find a reason for holding on. Your family and children may not be enough for you to hold on. Even God might not be that reason you are looking for.

No one can love you better than yourself. Are YOU not enough a reason to hold on?

Cholelithiasis

A few days back my husband and I discovered he has a cholelithiasis. It is gallstone (stone in the gallbladder) in layman's term that develops over time. His is now 1 cm in circumference. In most cases the stone/s are caused by cholesterol deposits and women are more prone to develop cholelithiasis than men. Mostly, the condition produces no symptoms so, obviously, it came as a shock to us since my hubby never manifested a single symptom and is known for his being health conscious.
His trip to work was cancelled since the company where he works required him to undergo either Intracorporeal Lithotripsy (IL) or cholecystectomy. Let me discuss the terms one by one. Intracorporeal Lithotripsy is breaking the stones into fragments with the use of laser pulse technology. Cholecystectomy, on the other hand, is surgical removal of the gallbladder itself. We were told that aside from the fact that IL is expensive, it is not a guarantee that the laser can visualize the stones, in that case, a surgery (which is Cholecystectomy) becomes necessary. Given all the facts, we opted to have the surgery.

My hubby is scheduled for operation come wednesday, sept. 24, at 8:30 am philippine time. I hope and pray for the success of the surgery. I will hold it deep in my heart if anyone out there, friends or not, offer a little prayer for him.

Medical Ward

On my first months of work i was assigned in the medical charity ward (now i'm in OB) at the hospital i'm currently employed. It's not a usual place many of my colleagues find pleasing to work in due to connotations a charity ward brings. Considering the fact that i'm new, i was so determined to be good if not the best in my chosen profession. I didn't mind the different kinds of odor you smell or how warm the area is for as long as i learn. In other words, it was a training ground for me.
Most of the patients there are elderlies with hpn, heart ds, etc. They are the members of the low income group so to speak.
Each day that i spent there, i was not only skill trained. Most of all i developed empathy and serve these kinds of people with sincere TLC (in nursing it speaks of tender loving care) that most nurses nowadays neglect. True it's burdensome to work in the medical charity ward because we are always understaff and overloaded with work that you can't even get yourself to sit and eat because otherwise you can't finish your work on time. What keeps me going and maintain my sincererity 'til now, though, is i see my family in every one of them. And for me it's all that matters. I believe that whatever you bestowed on others comes right back to you.

For Hubby

My hubby is leaving tomorrow to go back to work. Our journey will begin again next year when he comes back. You know, ours is far from a perfect marriage but i remember one line in a song and i quote " i'd rather have bad times with you than good times with someone else". I know everybody will agree that keeping a marriage is one hell of a roler coaster ride. And in mine, i feel i've experienced every kind of ride there is. Still, at the end of every painful day i can't think of anybody else that i love to spend my whole life with but him.
A lot of my friends will say someday i will get used to being left with the kids for about 9 mos or so everytime hubby goes back to work as a seaman. Until now, i'm waiting for that moment to come when i can just laugh at it whenever he leaves. But honestly, i feel exactly the same way as the first time. I will miss him terribly and so will my kids. I just hope someday, if God wills it, i can do something to prevent him from being away from us and spend his entire time with us instead.

Dumb

When my eldest child started school i became a full time mom which, nowadays, means both a nanny and a tutor. Good for you if you have a bright child, tutoring then is an easy task. But since mine has an average IQ, i spend as much time and patience in lecturing esp during an exam week. It has become a routine in my household now since my twins are now also in school. What amazes me, though, is that as years go by i can see how my kids gradually improve their study habit. Which brings me to realize that if every individual in this planet get the chance and devote their time to study then there wouldn't have been a dumb word in the webster's. At present, however, laziness and poverty created the word.

Thank You!

Two days ago a long long lost friend of mine called me and invited me to blog. I was curious so here i am now. But the truth is, i love to write and communicate with other people in a sensible way so i'm thinking this is one way i can accomplish both. I believe the best way to deal with those thoughts is to put it in writing. For a start, i want to say thank you loannah for inviting me here.