Thursday, December 16, 2010

Mini Parol from Recycable Materials

Christmas is in the air. Twinkling lights and colorful parols in every corner you will see. Party’s here and anywhere. Our company wide Christmas party will be this coming Friday, December 17. And part of the celebration is a contest of “deck the hall”, the department that will join the contest will dress up their respective lobbies. Our department joins the contest with the theme “Paskong Pinoy”, each and everyone of us is required to do our own mini-parol made of any old and unused materials.
And for my craft, I used old cd, color magazines, paste and scissor.

And here's my finished art work, it's very cute, isn't it? We can have our chirstmas decors from things we thought should be thrown already, we have just to be creative.

Friday, December 10, 2010


Yesterday, I got this email from an office mate, and I want to share it with you.

One young academically excellent person went to apply for a managerial position in a big company.
He passed the first interview; the director did the last interview, made
the last decision.

The director discovered from the C V that the youth's academic
achievements were excellent all the way, from the secondary school until the postgraduate research, never had a year when he did not score.

The director asked, "Did you obtain any scholarships in school?" the
youth answered "none".

The director asked, " Was it your father who paid for your school fees?" The youth answered, "My father passed away when I was one year old, it was my mother who paid for my school fees.

The director asked, " Where did your mother work?" The youth answered, "My mother worked as clothes cleaner. The director requested the youth to show his hands. The youth showed a pair of hands that were smooth and perfect.

The director asked, " Have you ever helped your mother wash the clothes
before?" The youth answered, "Never, my mother always wanted me to study and read more books. Furthermore, my mother can wash clothes faster than me.

The director said, "I have a request. When you go back today, go and
clean your mother's hands, and then see me tomorrow morning.*

The youth felt that his chance of landing the job was high. When he went back, he happily requested his mother to let him clean her hands. His
mother felt strange, happy but with mixed feelings, she showed her hands to the kid.

The youth cleaned his mother's hands slowly. His tear fell as he did
that. It was the first time he noticed that his mother's hands were so wrinkled, and there were so many bruises in her hands. Some bruises were so painful that his mother
shivered when they were cleaned with water.

This was the first time the youth realized that it was this pair of hands that washed the clothes everyday to enable him to pay the school fee. The bruises in the mother's hands were the price that the mother had to pay for his
graduation, academic excellence and his future.

After finishing the cleaning of his mother hands, the youth quietly washed all the remaining clothes for his mother.

That night, mother and son talked for a very long time.

Next morning, the youth went to the director's office.

The Director noticed the tears in the youth's eyes, asked: " Can you tell me
what have you done and learned yesterday in your house?"

The youth answered, " I cleaned my mother's hand, and also finished
cleaning all the remaining clothes'

The Director asked, " please tell me your feelings."

The youth said, Number 1, I know now what is appreciation. Without my mother, there would not the successful me today. Number 2, by working together and helping
my mother, only I now realize how difficult and tough it is to get something done. Number 3, I have come to appreciate the importance and value of family relationship.

The director said, " This is what I am looking for to be my manager.
I want to recruit a person who can appreciate the help of others, a person who knows the sufferings of
others to get things done, and a person who would not put money as his only goal in life. You are hired.

Later on, this young person worked very hard, and received the respect of his subordinates. Every employee worked diligently and as a team. The company's performance improved tremendously.

A child, who has been protected and habitually given whatever he wanted, would develop "entitlement mentality" and would always put himself first. He would be ignorant of his parent's efforts. When he starts work, he assumes that every person must listen to him, and when he becomes a manager, he would never know the sufferings of his employees and would always blame others. For this kind of people, who may be good academically, may be successful for a while, but eventually would not feel sense of achievement. He will grumble and be full of hatred and fight for more. If we are this kind of protective parents, are we really showing love or are we destroying the kid instead?*

You can let your kid live in a big house, eat a good meal, learn piano, watch a big screen T V . But when you are cutting grass, please let them experience it. After a meal, let them wash their plates and bowls together with their brothers and sisters. It is not because you do not have money to hire a maid, but it is because you want to love them in a right way. You want them to understand, no matter how rich their parents are, one day their hair will grow gray, same as the mother of that young person. The most important thing is your kid learns how to appreciate the effort and experience the difficulty and learns the ability to work with others to get things done.

You would have forwarded many mails to many and many of them would have black mailed you too...but try and forward this story to as many as possible...this may change somebody's fate... :)

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Back to Blogging with New Netbook

I’m back to blogging world. YAHOOOOOO!!!! For almost months I am not updating this blog, I have no personal computer, that’s why as much as I want to, I have no choice since my husband brought his laptop and blog is not accessible in our company. Now that my husband has already bought me my own netbook I am back, hopefully I can update this blog from time to time.

My netbook, according to hubby this is his 2nd wedding anniversary gift to me on 12/26/2010. Thanks Dad. Love you.

Friday, October 8, 2010

My Dearest

Looking back eight years ago, when we’ve been introduced to each other, the courtship period, those love letters, all the happy memories and the time I say yes to officially be your girlfriend. I will never forget those days. I know that starting those days I’ve finally found the guy for me. Yeah, it may sound corny but it’s true. I am so lucky for meeting a guy like you; you’re “ONE IN A MILLION”. I am the luckiest person for having you as my husband, my friend, my companion and everything.

Word is not enough to express how much I love and adore you. Those eight years that we’ve been girlfriend/ boyfriend and nearing two years as husband and wife, always remember that I treasured everyday that had passed and never a minute I regret that I’ve been with you and keeps on loving you. Now, that we are temporarily apart from each other, you are working away from me and Zoe, always remember that we love you very much and been missing you everyday. I know that if it is hard for me, it is much harder for you. Do always take care of yourself. Zoe and I love you very much.

Childhood Ambition

When I was a child I always dreaming of becoming a nurse. I always told myself that one day I will also wear a scrub from a scrub store. I don’t know why but it was really attractive for me seeing a nursing students and or nurses working in a hospital wearing medical scrubs. But, it was a childhood dream/ ambition, it didn’t pursue for some reasons. I graduated as Financial Accountant and Banking and Finance instead. Anyway, I have no regrets graduating with those courses.

After graduation, I want of having a job as soon as possible because for me, my parents had already ended their obligation of financing my needs. I have to earn for my own expenses. Being a province girl, I immediately went here in Manila, stayed in my sister’s house to find a job. Luckily, I was accepted for a job as Bookkeeper in a clinic after less than one month of applying. Without expecting it, the owner of the clinic told me that me to will wear a clinical gown at work. I was so happy hearing that news, even if my dreams of becoming a nurse is not fulfilled, I have bee able to wear a nursing uniform scrub. Now, I am no longer connected with them but I am thankful to her for fulling part of that ambition.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Prodigal Son II

Here is the continuation of our own story of Prodigal Son. After pleading forgiveness, sincerely talking to my parents as well as to us (his sisters and brothers), we have decide to give him another chance. Holding on his promised that he will change his bad attitude and habits he did in the past. He is already staying in our house once again. He is showing his good side now. Hopefully, what he is showing now will be forever. If only he pursue his study, he is already a graduating 4th year high school student this coming March. But, I know it is not too late for him to study once again, if he decides to enroll again in the next school year we are willing to send him again to school. Now, I am crossing my fingers, saying a prayer that may God enlighten and brighten his mind and lead him to right path.