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Spend more time with the people you love




SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make $100 an hour."
SON: "Oh! (With his head down).
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow $50?"
The father was furious.
DAD: "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $ 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

DAD: "Are you asleep, son?"

SON: "No daddy, I'm awake".
DAD: "I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $50 you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: "Oh, thank you daddy!"
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

DAD: "Why do you want more money if you already have some?"

SON: "Because I didn't have enough, but now I do.

"Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love? If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.

Some things are more important.

Source: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=511190462253506&set=a.188109461228276.39292.100000876715812&type=1&theater


Lots of Love,
J<3

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This is Love

*Sorry for not posting in a while. Christmas Break was just over and I went on a vacation spree. And when I got back home, I was too addicted to Wattpad to write anything. Oh, and about the 30 Day Challenge... I think I failed it the first day. Probably I'm not yet ready. I'll try next time though (probably during Summer Break) :D*
Beautiful story.....
A very poor man lived with his wife.

One day, his wife, who had very long hair asked him to buy her a comb for her hair to grow well and to be well-groomed.

The man felt very sorry and said no. He explained that he did not even have enough money to fix the strap of his watch he had just broken.

She did not insist on her request.

The man went to work and passed by a watch shop, sold his damaged watch at a low price and went to buy a comb for his wife.

He came home in the evening with the comb in his hand ready to give to his wife.

He was surprised when he saw his wife with a very short hair cut.

She had sold her hair and was holding a new watch band.

Tears flowed simultaneously from their eyes, not for the futility of their actions, but for the reciprocity of their love.

MORAL: To love is nothing, to be loved is something but to love and to be loved by the one you love,that is EVERYTHING. Never take love for granted.

Source: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=177351692388539&set=a.157321747724867.4790.157311684392540&type=1&theater


Lots of Love,

J<3


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Why We Shout in Anger



A Hindu saint who was visiting river Ganges to take bath found a group of family members on the banks, shouting in anger at each other. He turned to his disciples smiled 'n asked.

'Why do people shout in anger shout at each other?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout.'

'But, why should you shout when the other person is just next to you? You can as well tell him what you have to say in a soft manner.' asked the saint

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the other disciples.
Finally the saint explained, .

'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other to cover that great distance.

What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is either nonexistent or very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper 'n they get even closer to each other in their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other 'n that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.'

He looked at his disciples and said.

'So when you argue do not let your hearts get distant, Do not say words that distance each other more, Or else there will come a day when the distance is so great that you will not find the path to return.'

Source: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=248137951964383&set=a.247860981992080.49755.133261866785326&type=1&theater


Lots of Love,

J<3

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Spoofliarium



Life Imitates art, literaly.

Photographer Paul Tabaque shared this photo of the Queddeng family imitating the Spoliarium at the National Museum.

Taken last July 15, the reenactment composed of 12 siblings and other relatives. Deng Queddeng, the mastermind of behind this act, said "we art enthusiasts and we really loved Spoliarium. We thought, "hey we have just enough heads here to make a rendition of this masterpiece!" And since the guards allowed us to take photos, we didn't let the chance pass."

For those curious, this photo was taken without a flash and lots of imagination.

Source: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=548571171838068&set=a.548737691821416.138670.219917634703425&type=1&theater


Lots of Love,

J<3

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I am Good

I was recently told of an African tribe that does the most beautiful thing.When someone does something hurtful and wrong, they take the person to the center of town, and the entire tribe comes and surrounds him. For two days they’ll tell the man every good thing he has ever done.The tribe believes that every human being comes into the world as GOOD, each of us desiring safety, love, peace, ...

happiness.

But sometimes in the pursuit of those things people make mistakes. The community sees misdeeds as a cry for help.

They band together for the sake of their fellow man to hold him up, to reconnect him with his true Nature, to remind him who he really is, until he fully remembers the truth from which he'd temporarily been disconnected: "I AM GOOD".

Source: Dharma Comics
Photo by Hugh Sitton (Getty Images)
Reposted from: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=446092595455045&set=a.394601187270853.93972.386248524772786&type=1&theater


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J<3

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Tagalog Words Translated to English Songs


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Laws of Life

*I've been wishing for school to be more stressful, and I guess I got just what I wanted. So after three months of a blog-free life, I finally decided to add a new post. Hope you like it :)*

1)Law Of Telephone: When You Dial A Wrong Number, You Never Get A Busy Tone.

2)Law Of Mechanical Repair: After Your Hands Become Coated With Grease Your Nose Will Begin To Itch.

3)Law Of The Workshop: Any Tool, When Dropped, Will Roll To The Least Accessible Corner.

4)Law Of The Alibi: If You Tell The Boss You Were Late For Work Because You Had A Flat Tire, The Next Morning You Will Have A Flat Tire.

5)Bath Theorem: When The Body Is Immersed In Water, The Telephone Rings.

6) Law Of Encounters: The Probability Of Meeting Someone You Know Increases When You Are With Someone You Don't Want To Be Seen With.

7) Law Of The Result: When You Try To Prove To Someone That A Machine Won't Work, It Will.

8) Law Of Biomechanics: The Severity Of The Itch Is Inversely Proportional To The Reach.

9) Theater Rule: People With The Seats At The Furthest From The Aisle Arrive Last.

10) Law Of Coffee: As Soon As You Sit Down For A Cup Of Hot Coffee, Your Boss Will Ask You To Do Something Which Will Last Until The Coffee Is Cold.

11) Law Of Proposal : After U Accept A Proposal You Will Get A Better One :-D

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Lots of Love,
J<3

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The Need for Better Samaritans


I am just sharing this picture of a very humble guy named ROLDAN JIMENEZ PINEDA, 63yrs old, from Isabela. You don’t need to read everything if you are lazy, but all I need to ask you is pray for his safety. I am not a writer, but I will try to tell you the story.
Here's what happened:

Just this windy and rainy morning, I was in my friend's canteen. It is just beside the subdivision where I live. I was chatting with my friend's dad about some business. This humble guy came in front caught my attention. He was not asking for money nor anything. Instead, he ordered P5 worth of rice. He cannot even look directly because he feels so shy.He said, "Maaari po bang bumili ng limang pisong kanin?" His hair is so wet that's why he covered it with a small towel. His clothes are kinda wet too. When I heard his shaking voice, I can feel that he is tired, cold, and starving. He has a green backpack and a sack with old boxes and plastic bottles. I suddenly felt sorry about him, that my heart was telling me that I need to do something. Instead of me just sitting on my chair, I decided to stand up and tried talking to him. I asked him if that small amount of rice would satisfy him. He said that he was planning to eat some of it and save some, then continue walking til he reach Nueva Ecija which is more than a hundred miles I think. His destination would be Isabela, where he lives. He asked if he can fill his bottle with some water. I said, sure. While I was putting water in his used old bottle, I told him to order some more food so he can eat. Told him not to worry because I will pay it for him. Mang Roldan never asks for money. He earns his own by selling bottles at the junk shops. His eyes turned red, while he was trying to hold his tears. He said that he can’t thank me enough.

MANG ROLDAN: Nahihiya po ako kasi ganito lang suot ko.
ME: Akong bahala po sainyo. Ano pong gusto nyong kainin?
MANG ROLDAN: Wala po ako sa posisyon para pumili. Kahit gulay lang po o yung pinakamura.
ME: Kailangan nyo pong kumain. Order po kayo kahit ano, yung siguradong mabubusog kayo.

I took his hand so he can walk beside the stand where he can choose. While they were giving him his food, I told him that I need to go home and get some money so I can pay his bill. At home, I grabbed my old camouflage jacket which I gave him.

We talked about his tragic story and his plans. Years ago, he needed to sell their house and lot because his wife had a bone disease. Sadly, everything was spent but his wife didn’t make it. He had 3 children. The first born were twins, died because of bronchopneumonia. While the youngest was ran over by a bus. He tried putting a small business by selling fishballs in Manila, but in the time of Bayani Fernando, MMDA took his carts and destroyed them. Mang Roldan and his family are church people. You can tell with the way he speaks. He visited Pampanga to see his sister/brother. Too bad he wasn’t able to meet the only family that he knows. Hearing his story broke my heart.

I also noticed that he cannot walk straight because of his swollen left leg. “Lumipad yung bato na nadaanan nung gulong ng jeep, tumama sa paa ko” he said. He thanked me for the food and jacket. I handed him some money so he can ride the bus and buy food. He said that he cannot give me anything in return. Seeing him wipe his tears made me feel super sad that it made me cry too. I was speechless. I shaked his hand and told him that his story was enough for me to learn things, and I was happy that I was able to help him. I gave him my umbrella so he will not get wet on his journey. He didn’t want to take it, but I insisted. (I hope my mom won’t notice that her umbrella is missing)

While Mang Roldan was crossing the street I was looking at him. I noticed that he was walking towards a corner. He saw a beggar on the side. You know what he did? He did not share the food that he had, HE GAVE EVERYTHING! Rice, bread, and water. That’s it! That was priceless! I knew that this man is special. He touched my heart. I realized that what I gave him is not even enough. Salt water fell from my eyes. (even while I’m typing now). I decided to go to him when I noticed that busses and jeepneys were not stopping because of discrimination. So we waited for a bus and I took his picture. He smiled and said, “half-body lang ha, nakakahiya may dala akong sako. Hehehe!” What a guy! He can still smile after all the things that he went through. Finally, a bus stopped. I told him to act as if he is my uncle. Before he stepped on the bus, he thanked me again. I waved goodbye and said “Ingat Tito, text mo ko kaagad.” I said it loud so the conductor will hear me.

I don’t know, but he was like an angel that was sent to teach me and realize lots of things. That is why I decided to put it on FB, hoping that you will learn from it. If only I am wealthy enough, I would love to do more things just to help more needy, homeless, poor, deserving people. I also hope I could meet Mang Roldan again, and give him a fishball business or have him help me helping others.

I remember a book written by Father Jerry Orbos, that we should not be just good Samaritans but we need to be Better Samaritans.

You can share this if you want. If not, just please pray that God bless the people like Mang Roldan. May God Bless you too =)

(c)Joey Zeyer

I was so touched by this story that I couldn't help re-posting it. Who ever is this kind man or woman who took his time helping and listening to Mang Roldan, I salute you. Hopefully not only Mang Roldan gets the well deserved prayers, but you as well. It made me want even more to do what I can and reach out to our countrymen who are in need and deserve help.

I hope this has inspired you, one way or another.

Lots of Love,
J<3

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True Love (A Doctor's Note)



It was approximately 8.30 a.m. on a busy morning when an elderly gentleman in his eighties arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9.00 a.m.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat. I knew it would take more than an hour before someone would to able to attend to him.

I saw him check his watch anxiously for the time and decided to evaluate his wound since I was not busy with another patient.

On examination, the wound was well healed. Hence, I talked to one of the doctors to get the supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

We began to engage in a conversation while I was taking care of his wound.

I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment later as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no and said that he needed to go to the nursing home to have breakfast with his wife.

I inquired about her health. He told me that she had been in the nursing home for a while as she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. I probed further and asked if she would be upset if he was slightly late.

He replied that she no longer knew who he was and she had not been able to recognize him since five years ago.

I asked him in surprise, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who youare?"

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is." I had to hold back my tears as he left.

I had goose bumps on my arm, and I thought,
"That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.




'Nuff said.

Lots of Love,
J<3

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When "Kuya Manong" Says the Right Things

I first heard about this story in one of my classes this week and I was amazed by it that I just had to look for it online. (Originally entitled "Tsuper Pala ang Sikreto ng Pag-asenso ng Pilipinas")

Tsuper pala ang sikreto o susi ng pagasenso ng Pinas ang sabi ko sa aking sarili habang pababa sa jeep na aking nasakyan. Natawa ako pag naaalala ko ang sinabi ng tsuper na kausap ko lang kanina. “Para makaahon tayo sa hirap dapat nating itaas lahat ng bilihin. Itaas ang jeepney fare sa P25 kada tao. Tangalan ng tax ang mga mayayaman. Triplehen naman ang tax ng mga mahihirap” ang suhestion ng mamang drayber ng dyip na nasakyan ko. Mahaba ang aming napagkuwentuhan ng mamang drayber. May mga drayber kasi na sa kwento nila dinadaan ang pagkainip nila sa trapik dito sa metro manila. Maaring nagtataka na kayo kung paano nangyari yun. Hayaan nyong ilahad ko rin sa inyo ang kwento ng mamang tsuper.

Nagmamadali ako papasok ng opisina ng maipit kami sa trapik. “Haaaay naku” sabi ko sa aking sarili. “Walang pinagbago ang pinas”. Natawa ang drayber ng sinasakyan kong dyip. Sa unahan kasi ako sumakay kaya narinig nya ang aking nasambit. "Mukhang nagmamadali kayo sir ah", tanong ng drayber. "Sanayan lang po yan" dagdag pa nya. "Oo nga eh, kaya lang eh nakakaasar kasing isipin na ganito na lang ba tayo palagi" sagot ko."Wala ka na ngang pera….trapik pa! Hirap na hirap talaga ang bansa natin ngayon." Lalong natawa ang drayber sa tinuran ko. “Sir” sabi nya, "matanong ko nga kayo." "Sure," sagot ko naman. "Naniniwala ba kayong walang pera ang pinas?" "Hhhhhhmmmm" napaisip ako bigla sa tanong ng tsuper. "Tingin ko wala! Kasi hirap ng buhay ngayon eh" sagot ko sa kanya. "Wag kayo sanang magagalit sir, mukhang mali ata po kayo duon" ang magalang na tugon nya. Nagulat ako dahil mukhang may alam yung mamang tsuper na di ko alam. "Bakit mo naman nasabi yan manong?"

"Kasi ganito po yun sir…may pera ang pinas kaya nga lang ay nakaipit sa itaas" ang paliwanag ng mamang tsuper. "Nakaipit po yung pera sa bangko ng mga mayayamang negosyante. At para pong dumadaan sa embudo ang pera pababa sa ating mahihirap" ang dagdag pa nya. "Unti unti lang po ang baba, sapat lang na tayo ay makakain at wag magpatayan. Kung mapapansin nyo po ay tila napakahirap na buhay natin dito sa ibaba. Napakahirap kitain ng pera kasi nga ay kaunti lang ang perang umiikot dito sa atin sa ibaba. Samantalang P42 lang ang dolyares ngayon at kung may katotohanan ang report ng gobyerno natin na umaangat ang ekonomiya… .eh nasaan ang pera," tanong pa nung drayber. "Kung totoong kumikita ang pinas pero hirap tayo at walang pera dito sa ibaba….ibig lang sabihin noon ay nasa itaas o sa mayayamang negosyante ang pera," pagtatapos ng drayber.

"Magaling!" sabi ko sa mamang tsuper. "Ang galing nyo manong ah," dagdag ko pa. "Matanong ulit kita" sabi nya sa akin. "Paano naman natin mababaliktad ang kahirapan natin ngayon?" "Mukhang pahirap ng pahirap ang tanong nyo manong ah." "Madali lang yan" sagot nya. "O sige nga po manong…paano?" "Ganito yun iho, kung ako ang masusunod para makaahon tayo sa hirap dapat nating itaas ang jipney fare sa P25 kada tao. Tangalan ng tax ang mga mayayaman. Triplehen naman ang tax ng mga mahihirap." "Manong Gyera po yung hinihingi nyo! Wala na nga ho tayong pambili eh…tapos imbes na pababain nyo eh…itataas nyo pa. Isa pa ho, pag itinaas nyo ang pamasahe eh tataas ang bilihin. Lalo lang hong magiging kawawa ng mahihirap nyan" sabi ko sa drayber. "Isipin nyo mataas na ang bilihin tapos triple pa ang tax nila samantalang yung mayayaman naman eh aalisan nyo ng tax..manong naman!"

"Ganito kasi yun iho. Kaming mga drayber ang sukatan at madalas na idinadahilan ng mga mayayaman. Kami rin ang tagapasan lagi ng problema. Kada gustong pagagainin ng gobyerno ang buhay natin dito sa ibaba. Lagi na lang yung karampot naming kita ang kanilang pilit na pinabababa. Kasi nga naman pag mababa pamasahe eh makakatipid daw yung mga mahihirap dahil bababa din ang presyo ng bilihin. At kung mababa ang bilihin at pamasahe…eh di syempre mababa din ang pasuweldo. Para nga naman daw di bumagsak ang negosyo ng mga mayayaman at makahatak pa ng foreign investors. Pero kung gagamitan mo ng simpleng math…eh magkano lang talaga ang matitipid ng isang simpleng empleyado na gaya mo. Sa totoo lang ay malaki na P1.000.00 kada buwan ang matitipid mo at P12,000.00 sa isang taon."

"Aba manong malaki na pong tulong yung P12,000.00 sa mahihirap," ang sabi ko sa tsuper.

"Sige nga iho, ano sa tingin mo ang magagawa sa iyo ng P12,000.00? Sapat na ba iyon para makabili ka ng bahay? Sapat na ba iyon para mapagaral mo ang iyong mga anak sa magandang paaralan? Maari siguro na makabili ka ng second hand na telebisyon at maliliit na kagamitan sa bahay pero di yun sapat para mapaunlad mo kahit konti ang buhay ng iyong pamilya."

Natigilan ako dahil may katwiran ang mamang tsuper. Bilang isang padre de pamilya na may tatlong anak…ano nga naman ang magagawa sa akin ng P1,000. kada buwan at P12,000.00 kada taon. Kung tutuusin eh sobra sobra pa nga yung kwenta nung drayber. "Eh kung ganun manong ano naman ang iginanda nung suhestyon mo?"

"Sa pagpapababa ng presyo, hindi ang mahihirap ang tunay na nakikinabang. Mas malaki ang natitipid ng mayayaman lalo na nung malalaking korporasyon. Kasi ay bumababa ang kanilang operational expenses. Bababa ang kanilang puhunan dahil mababa ang kanilang pasahod presyo ng na materyales. Milyones ang kanilang natitipid. Ibig sabihin lang nun ay mas malaki ang kanilang kikitain. Lalo na ang foreign investors, dahil ini-export nila yung kanilang produkto, syempre pa dollars ang kanilang singil sa international market. Kaya naman sa pagpapababa ng presyo sila ang tunay na nakikinabang at hindi yung maliliit na gaya natin, lalo na kaming mga tsuper."

"Hhhhhmmmm… .may katwiran nga po kayo manong! Tama nga po kayo! Kung hindi pagpapababa ng pamasahe ang sagot…eh ano po?"

"Hindi mo kailangan ibaba ang pamasahe para matulungan ang mga mahihirap na gaya natin iho. Kung ako ang masusunod, kung itataas natin sa P25 ang pamasahe, wala ng dahilan ang mayayaman para di magtaas ng pasahod. At kung ako ang masusunod ay gagawin kong P1,500.00 ang minimum salary ng bawat mangagawa."

"Hehehe!" Natawa ako sa tinuran ng drayber sa akin. "Matutuwa po misis ko nyan manong hehehe! Imaginine mo ang laki ng take home pay ko. Pero kung ganun po ang gagawin nyo eh magrereklamo naman po yung mayayamang businessman. Sa laki ng gusto nyong pasahod eh wala na silang kikitain at baka magsara pa yung kumpanya nila. Matatakot din po yung foreign investor dito sa atin dahil ang taas ng labor cost."

"Hindi ka nakikinig iho,sagot naman ng tsuper. Kaya nga aalisan ko na ng tax ang mayayamang negosyante. Ihalimbawa na natin yung nakasuhan ng P25billion na tax evation. Di ba kung ano ano pang red tape at bayad sa mamahaling abogado ang ginawa nun? Sigurado umubos din sya ng milyon para lang di magbayad? Kung tatangalan ko sya ng tax….hindi na nya kailangan umubos ng milyon sa red tape at magbayad sa abogado. Kanya na yung P25billion. Sa tingin mo masama pa ba yun? Sa ganung paraan din ay mababawasan ang mga buwaya sa bir."

"Tungkol naman sa foreign investors… nakakalungkot isipin na labor lang ang kayang isipin ng ating gubyerno na panghatak sa kanila. Nakakalungkot din na isipin na ibinebenta tayo ng ating sariling gubyerno bilang murang alipin. Bakit di nila ipagmalaki ang kalidad o ang mataas na antas ng ating mangagawa? Mahusay ang mga pinoy magtrabaho at pulido pa. Dun pa lang lamang na tayo. Kaya nga mas gusto tayo ng mga arabo di ba? Di paulit ulit yung gawa kaya nakakatipid sila at naibebenta pa nila ng mahal dahil pulido nga ang pagkakagawa. Isa pa dapat din nating pakinabangan yung kung tawagin ng kano na strategic location ng bansa natin. Di ba kaya nga pilit pa rin na mga kano na magkaroon ng military activities o military base dito sa atin? Kung sa military ay importante yun ganun din sa negosyo. Puede tayong maging daungan at koneksyon ng mga barko at eroplano na naghahatid ng produkto. Mumura din ang presyo ng importation dahil bukod sa magigng daungan tayo ay meron pa tayong tinatawag na Globalization. Mura na rin nilang nakukuha ang kanilang raw materials na kailangan nila dahil sa bisa ng Globalization. Di ba yun nga ang purpose nun?"

"Haaay naku mukhang napagisipan nyo na ng husto yan manong drayber ah? Pero may isa ho ata kayo nakaligtaan. Kung aalisan nyo ng tax ang mga negosyante.. .paano naman po tatayo ang gubyerno natin nyan? Paano na ang infrustructures natin nyan? Paano na yung operation expenses ng gobyerno natin?" Dito mahihirapan na sya sa isip-isip ko.

Napakamot ng ulo ang mamang drayber. "Haaay naku iho di ka talaga nakikinig. Kaya nga ti-triplehen ko ang tax nang mahihirap o empleyado eh. Sige mathematics ulit tayo. Sa ngayon ay meron tayong 87milyon na pilipino. 10% lang nyan ang mayayamang negosyante, 20% ang middle class at 70% ang mahihirap. Sa mathematics ibig sabihin nun ay may 8.7 milyon lang ang mayayaman. Baka nga sobra pa yang bilang na iyan," dagdag pa ng tsuper."Yung natitirang 78milyon ay malamang na karamihan ay empleyado. Sabihin na lang natin na 50million ang nagtatrabaho para di tayo mahirapan sa mathematics."

"Kung dati ay nakakakuha ka ng tigpipiso, magiging triple yun, ngayon ay makakakuha ka na ng P3.00. Ibig sabihin nito kung dati nakakakolekta ang BIR ng P50million.. .magiging P150million na yun. Eh hindi lang naman 3piso ang ibinabawas sa tax ng isang empleyado. Mababa ang P500 sa mga iyan eh kung tatlong P500 yan! Sige nga iho imathematics mo nga. Mas magiging epektibo ang koleksyon ng BIR dahil di na nila kailangan pang maghabol. Sa ayaw at sa gusto ng empleyado ay babawasan sila ng tax kada buwan. Magdadagdagan pa ang galamay ng BIR sa pamamagitan ng mga employer at mababawasan ng malaki ang corruption sa ating bansa."

"Hanep manong ang galing nyo po ah!"

"Isa pa iho, mas marami na ngayong ang magtutulungan na paangatin ang bansa natin. Imbes na 10% lang ng population ang magdadala… yung 90% na ngayon ang papasan ng ekonomiya natin."

"Oo nga po manong….kaya lang parang ganun pa rin iyon. Mataas nga ang sahod pero mataas din ang bilihin. Eh di wala rin po! Kayod marino ka pa rin nun dahil sa taas ng bilihin."

"Maaring ganun pa nga rin yun iho. Pero matanong kita ulit. Maari ngang mahihirapan ka pa rin. Pero alin naman ang mas pipiliin mo…yung nahihirapan ka na ang pagkain mo ay tuyo….o yung nahihrapan ka na ang pagkain mo ay fried chicken?"

"Manong naman! tinatanong pa ba yun! Syempre dun ako sa chicken."

"Ano ang mas gusto mo iho….yung nahihirapan ka na nakahiga sa banig….o yung nahihirapan ka na nakahiga ka sa malambot na kama?"

"Manong trick question po ba yan. Syempre naman dun ako sa kama!"

"Eto pa ang isang tanong iho. Sa tingin mo ba may katotohanan yung naisip ko? Nangyayari ba yun."

"Naku manong drayber kayo na po siguro ang sumagot nyan. Medyo mahina po ako sa math eh!"

Natawa na lang yung drayber sa aking isinagot sa kanya. "Di mo naman kailangan ng math dun eh iho! Ihalimbawa na natin ang mga bansang gaya ng Singapore, Japan, Hongkong, Canada, Australia, Amerika at England.Lahat ng bingangit ko ay may mataas na pasahod sa empleado. Lahat yun mga bansang iyon ay may buying power ang mga taong nasa ibaba. Lahat yun ay may kapasidad ang mamayan na bumili. Lahat ng mga iyon ay dinadayo ng foriegn investor dahil malakas ang kanilang kalakalan. Lahat ng iyon may maunlad na local na ekonomiya. Kasi iho basic lang naman yung ginawa nating solusyon. Naalala mo ba yung embudo na sinasabi ko sa iyo kanina? Sa pamamagitan ng pagpapataas ng sahod ay lumuwag yung butas sa embudo at bumuhos yung pera sa ibaba. At dahil nga may buying power ang isang simpleng empleado na gaya mo ay mamimili ka rin. Halimbawa na… dahil may pera ka na ay kaya mo nang yayain si esmi mo na kumain naman sa restaurant. Kaya mo na rin ibili ng sapatos ang anak mo. Kaya mo na rin bumili ng bahay at higit sa lahat ay kaya mo nang mapagaral ang iyong anak sa maayos na paaralan. Kada bibili ka yung pera mo ay aakyat ulit pataas dun sa mga negosyante. Ang nangyari ay umikot lang yung pera sa paraan na matitikman din nating mahihirap yung pinagmamalaki ng gobyerno na pagunlad ng ekonomiya at nung P42 per dollar. Imbes na sila lang sa itaas ang nakikinabang. …hehehe medyo maaambunan na tayo."

"Kaya lang po manong eh….sa kanilang bansa siguro pwede yun! Dito po sa pinas malabong mangyari yun!"

"Iho akala ko ba ay empleado ka? Hindi mo ba alam na taon taon ay nangyayari yung sinasabi ko sa iyo. Mayroong buwan sa isang taon na kung saan yung embudo sa taas ay lumuluwag. Taon taon yan…hindi nga lang triple ng sweldo pero doble naman. Kung sumasahod ka ng P10,000.00 kada buwan, may time sa isang taon na sasahod ka pa ulit ng panibagong P10,000.00. Kung ima-mathematics ulit natin eh tumatangap ka ng P20,000.00."

"Hah talaga ho manong?"

"OO naman iho. Nung panahon kasi ni makoy iho ay may ginawang batas na tunay na pangmahirap. Yan ang tinatawag nating…thirteenth month pay! Sa bisa ng batas na iyan, walang choice ang mga mayayamang negosyante na magbayad ng doble sa kanilang empleado kada disyembre. Hindi ba iho, kada December puno ang mga pamilihan? Kami kada disyembre malakas ang pasada. Ganun din sa taxi at tricycle. Yung mga kumpanya malakas din ang sales gaya softdrink, appliances, sanmiguel beer at iba pa. Pag bumaba ang pera masaya ang lahat hehehe!"

"Ang galing nyo po talaga manong! Hanga po ako sa inyo, Hanneeeep po talaga!"

"Ang masakit nga lang nito iho….kung ako na simpleng drayber eh naiisip ko yun. Eh di lalo na yung mga mayayaman at politiko na nag-aral sa magagandang eskwelahan. Mas matatalino sila eh diba. Nasilip nila ang isang butas sa ating batas na hindi ako sigurado kung pangmahirap na batas o pang mayaman!"

"Ano po iyon manong?"

"Ang ginagamit nilang pansakal sa embudo na sinasabi ko para mapigilan ang pagbuhos ng pera sa ibaba ay yung tinatawag nating minimum wage law. Sa ganang akin ay hindi pangmahirap na batas yan. Sige nga kung talagang para sa atin yan….ikaw na simpleng empleyado na may tatlong anak….sa tingin mo ba ay kasya yung minimum na inaprubahan ng gubyerno na P350.00? Kahit siguro si Einstein ay mahihirapan sa mathematics na ginawa nila hahahaha! O sige nga subukan natin. Teka ha hmmmm….ok ganito….sa umaga bili ka ng bigas na mumurahin. Yung tig P25.00 tapos saing mo kalahati. Bili ka ng tuyo na tig P15. Sa tanghali isaing nyo yung kalahati ng bigas tapos bili ka ng itlog at 2 lucky me na aabot ng P20. Damihan mo na lang ang sabaw para magkasya hehehe. Sa gabi naman ay bili ka ulit ng kalahatin kilong bigas(P12.50) at 1 latang sardinas igisa mo sa bawang sibuyas at sangkaterbang tubig ulit hehehe, mga P20 ulit yan. Sa pagkain nyo ubos ka na agad ng P92.50. Syempre empleado ka papasok ka. Pagpalagay na nating P100. ang gastos mo. Magkano na yun P192.50. Eh kung may pinadede kang baby. at may pinagaaral ka na panganay. Kuryente, tubig at upa pa sa bahay. Project pa ng anak mo sa skul at tuition. Hindi rin naman pued na puro ka tuyo, itlog, lucky me at sardinas araw araw. Anong klaseng math kaya ang ginawa nila at nagkasya yung P350.00 hahaha. Kaya kung ako sa iyo iho sa sususnod na eleksyon ay wag ka ng pumili ng matatalino at eknomista. Kasi medyo nakakalito yung aritmetik nila eh heheheh!"

Ang mga halakhak na iyon ng mamang tsuper ang mga huling katagang lumabas sa kanya na aking naalala. Habang ako ay naglalakad patungo sa opisina ay naisip ko ang mga bagay bagay. Maaring marami ring butas ang suhestyon ni manong drayber. Pero maari rin namang sya ay tama. Ilang dekada na ba natin silang pinarurusahan. Ilan dekada na ba nating pinipilit ibaba ang pamasahe para bumaba ang lahat ng bilihin. Ilang dekada na ba na ipinapasa ng mayayaman ang pahirap sa mga gaya ni manong drayber. Maaari nga sigurong kapos sa pinagaralan ang drayber ng dyip na nasakyan ko…pero isa lang ang nasisiguro.. .ang kanyang sinabi ay mula sa kaibuturan ng kanyang puso!
I was amazed by everything that was said, and it became a real eye-opener to me. This may or may not have really come from the mouth of a mamang tsuper, but I think we, especially the politicians, have to consider this as a solution to our problem. I'm no economist, but I have seen this situation in my short stay in Singapore. The cost of living may be high, but like what manong said, the "poor" people get to live a more comfortable life as compared to what the marginalized in our country experience.

I hope a lot more people would get to read this and maybe see our nation's problem through a better light. And I wish that the people from our generation would be able to lighten, if not solve, the burden our parent's generation are experiencing.


Lots of Love,
J<3

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Just Have Faith



FAITH was a pup born with a birth defect. The incredible life of an amazing & inspirational two-legged dog that walks upright like a human!

This dog was born on Christmas Eve in the year 2002. He was born with 2 legs - He of course could not walk when he was born. Even his mother did not want him.

His first owner also did not think that he could survive and he was thinking of 'putting him to sleep'.

But then, his present owner Jude Stringfellow, met him and wanted to take care of him. She became determined to teach and train this little dog to walk by himself..

She named him 'Faith'.

In the beginning, she put Faith on a surfboard to let him feel the movement. Later she used peanut butter on a spoon as a lure and reward for him for standing up and jumping around.

Even the other dog at home encouraged him to walk.

Amazingly, only after 6 months, like a miracle, Faith learned to balance on his hind legs and to jump to move forward.

After further training in the snow, he could now walk like a human being.
Faith loves to walk around now.

No matter where he goes, he attracts people to him.






As I was reading this story, I can't stop feeling bad for poor Faith for being born without two legs. But at the same time, it made me realize how nothing is really impossible if we have faith and if we work hard to achieve what we want. There have been times when I felt hopeless during my hard times. I have experienced feeling so down that I feel I have nothing more to do to improve my situation. But compared to what life has thrown to Faith and to other people who have experienced, and are still experiencing, greater problems than mine, my worries seem meaningless.


But during these trials, we get to appreciate more what we have. Faith and his owner didn't look at his situation as being a problem. Probably they thought to themselves "At least he's got to other legs left." They looked at their situation as a glass half full, instead of half empty.


I hope that people will get to learn from Faith's story. And I think that Faith is living proof that "Success is ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration" as said by Dr. Harry A. Becker.






Lots of Love,
J<3

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Ubuntu

An anthropologist studying the habits and customs of an African tribe found himself surrounded by children most days. So he decided to play a little game with them. He managed to get candy from the nearest town and put it all in a decorated basket. at the foot of a tree.

Then he called the children and suggested they play the game. When the anthropologist said "now", the children had to run to the tree and the first one to get there could have all the candy to him/herself.

So the children all lined up waiting for the signal. When the anthropologist said "now", all of the children took each other by the hand ran together towards the tree. They all arrived at the same time divided up the candy, sat down and began to happily munch away.

The anthropologist went over to them and asked why they had all run together when any one of them could have had the candy all to themselves.

The children responded: "Ubuntu. How could any one of us be happy if all the others were sad?"

Ubuntu is a philosophy of African tribes that can be summed up as "I am what I am because of who we all are."

Bishop Desmond Tutu gave this explanation in 2008 :

"One of the sayings in our country is Ubuntu – the essence of being human. Ubuntu speaks particularly about the fact that you can't exist as a human being in isolation. It speaks about our interconnectedness. You can't be human all by yourself, and when you have this quality – Ubuntu – you are known for your generosity. We think of ourselves far too frequently as just individuals, separated from one another, whereas you are connected and what you do affects the whole World. When you do well, it spreads out; it is for the whole of humanity."



When I first read this, I was really moved by how the kids reacted to the "game". I really wish we could all be like them and stop thinking only for ourselves. I think keeping this in mind is the key to finding peace and unity throughout the human race.

Again, don't forget "Ubuntu: I won't be me if not for all of you"


Lots of Love,
J<3

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