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It’s a Responsibility;
To respect one’s diversity.
It’s a Commitment;
To lead one to life’s achievement.



peeps of the 90’s this is a must-read

REMEMBER KISSES? those hard, little thingy of different colors (that smells good) we used to take care with our whole life of? well my brother would definitely remember those. He was one of the rare boys who really did believe about it’s so-called “life.” I was even the first one who gave up and concluded that there’s no way they’re alive that would lead us to having some silly arguments. kuya, if you read this, I know I’d be dead. Heh. I love you

WELL, THIS IS WHAT KIDS TODAY BELIEVE IN ABOUT KISSES A while ago, (today is January 30, 2012 at around 9:30 in the morning. Just in case you read it after this day, at least you know what time a while ago is. Heh) One of my kiddos (that’s what I call my students. Sorry for lotsa parenthetical info but this is my blog.) excitedly told me that she has kisses, and it made me feel ecstatic about it coz I never thought there’d still be kids who would be into kisses after all the gadgets kids have been really crazy about this days. and so I went to her place and see how many kisses she got. and then my expectations were not at all met. As you know 90’s peeps, kisses were really tiny and hard. but today, kisses are a bit larger and are really soft. And instead of them putting it in a container filled with powder and cotton because that’s what we should do in order for it to, well, “multiply,” they would put it in a small container filled with water in order for it to transform into fish. Now, that’d be the most bizarre info I have known of about kisses. And that would lead kids today to be more disappointed that how we would be when our kisses won’t multiply because most definitely, those things won’t ever. turn. into. A fish.

And so I went to the faculty room and shared such with full conviction to my co-teachers having assumed that they all know what I’d be telling them about and one of them had this realization: “well, Ms. Jill, that means they’re already upgraded and we’re downgraded.” yes, that would really be silly and hilarious, but hey, it’s true. Games and interests of kids, just like gadgets, upgrade. and we have to keep up.

BUT KISSES THAT TURN INTO FISH IS STILL HILARIOUSLY RIDICULOUS! C’mon people who tell kids such info, be more realistic!

used my blackberry on this post.

Reality Bites.

Truly, reality bites. It stings. It doesn’t taste good. And most of the time, it sucks.

This is our second night for our project called “Tunay na Malinaonon Ako: A Christmas Carol Project 2011.” The aim of this project is actually quite different, we have chosen families who have thought life is a daily struggle, who have just enough – if not nothing. After singing, instead of them giving us something, we are the one who will give them goods for their Noche Buena. These goods actually came from many people who have donated and pledged to help make this project possible. So in my group’s behalf, thank you so much for sharing your blessings with us.

So why am I telling this?

Since we started, we were never rejected by the people we sing to. We never heard them shout “patawad.” Some even go out and try to find someone who could lend them money or food to give us. Some gets something from whatever they have to give us. And when we reveal that it’s actually us who will give them, they become so teary-eyed, yet their smiles were so beautiful.

Just a while ago, there is this man – a rich man I suppose – who thought that we were gonna sing carols to his house. I, personally never got a response I was expected. He was frowning the whole time he was talking to my uncle asking us what group we’re called. He shouted at us as if we were beggars asking for something from him. He said he was in a hurry and he has to leave and we have to make the caroling quick.

This experience I find ironic. People who literally have nothing have such beautiful hearts to still give and share what they have. People who literally have everything couldn’t even give a single smile, which actually doesn’t cost them any amount.

Reality bites. reality bites. It stings. It doesn’t taste good. And most of the time, it sucks.

used my blackberry on this post.

why do i love Thee?

    why do i love Thee?
    He draws a smile on my lonely face;
    He carries the burdens of my life’s race.
    He gives me my desires only He would know;
    He shows me the love that no one could show.

    why do i love Thee?
    He strengthens my weakness;
    He never looks at my ugliness.
    He created my Savior;
    and never was i ignored.

    why do i love Thee?
    He is the Beginning;
    He is the Ending.
    He is the light that shines in me;
    and that is why i love Thee.


-jill b.

used my blackberry on this post.

isang unos, isang bata, at isang watawat

Sa kabila ng unos, naipakita ang pagmamahal sa bayan,

mula sa agos ng panganib, watawat ay ipinaglaban.

Hindi ininda ang hirap upang lamang maprotektahan,

ang sagisag ng Pilipinas, inuna mula sa kahit ano pa man.

Marapa’t lamang na balikan at ang isang bayani ay paniwalaan,

na ang mabuting kabataan ay ang pag-asa ng bayan.

Hindi matatawaran ang kanyang kabayanihan,

Isa man siyang bata, ngunit marapa’t lang siya’y hangaan.

jill b.


taken for granted.
never appreciated.
always doubted.

Things you see insignificant;
Things you find worthless;
Things you consider rubbish.

There will come a day,
that all these will find a way.
These things you never notice,
are things that you’ll definitely miss.

something that is worth recalling

Well at least for me, this really is something worth recalling. Just yesterday (June 23, 2011), I, as part of my life now, attended to my 11:50am English class – Grade 3 level (can you just imagine how my classroom would look like having 38 pieces of grade 3 students. It is awesome!).


At 12 noon, the school will be asking everyone to pause for the 12o’clock prayer, and so when the paging system – whatever you call it – went on, everybody stood of course to give respect to the prayer. But knowing grade 3’s, they have not actually understood the essence of standing because it has been a routine in this particular school where I work for. Everyone was talking – and I couldn’t call their attention because, yeah, it was a time for silence. And so after the prayer, I let them sit and gave some sermon a teacher couldn’t resist from giving, I asked them if they know who they talk to when they pray – and they actually know. and then of course as a teacher, reminded them that silence should be observed everytime we pray because it is a time to talk to our Creator. And as soon as I told them that some of them were talking with each other, this one student of mine raised his hand and I was kind of surprised – thought he has something to ask (Whew!) – I asked him why and he told me (actually admitted) that he was one of those talking students. I was amazed and couldn’t help but commend him for being honest. Right after thanking and giving praises to him for being honest, all the others who knew they were talking raised their hands and admitted that they also did something wrong during the prayer.


Ah… the power of Very Good’s and Thank You’s. and ah, the reward of being a teacher.

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