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COVID -19 Vaccine


Who has gotten the two doses of the Covid vaccine? Will you please share your experiences? Which vaccine did you get?

Thanks a million friends. Just want to know which has the least side effect.

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Goodbye February, welcome March.

I just finished a lovely book last night entitled Water From My Heart by Charles Martin. This is how they introduced it at Goodreads.

“CHARLIE FINN had to grow up fast, living alone by age sixteen. Highly intelligent, he earned a life-changing scholarship to Harvard, where he learned how to survive and thrive on the outskirts of privileged society. That skill served him well in the cutthroat business world, as it does in more lucrative but dangerous ventures he now operates off the coast of Miami. Charlie tries to separate relationships from work. But when his choices produce devastating consequences, he sets out to right wrongs, traveling to Central America where he will meet those who have paid for his actions, including a woman and her young daughter. Will their fated encounter present Charlie with a way to seek the redemption he thought was impossible — and free his heart to love one woman as he never knew he could?”

I gave it five-stars. I was more interested in how life was described in Nicaragua. The spin of the story is so good. It’s more on family relationship, friendship, cut-throat competition in the business world and a love story too.

Charles Martin is one of the best writers I found years ago. I have read so many of his books and intend to find more.

February is almost at an end. Time flies, it’s been a year now since the lockdown and we’re still without vaccine, the only Asian country which seems to have no concrete plans for Covid 19. They’d rather hang streamers by sara duterte (daughter of their present president) to run next year. Pathetic!!!

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Peace


Took shot of this early this morning. I was looking at the flowers of my Adenium when I noticed one of our kitties, she is a bonus…haha!

At peace. All is right in her world.

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I am reposting this to remember the 35th anniversary of the EDSA PEOPLE POWER REVOLUTION.

Maybe for some people, they no longer see the relevance of the peaceful revolution that happened 35 years ago to oust a dictator. They are back and aligned themselves to the present useless leader of the land. Even if it was already ruled out that Leni Robredo is the legit winner of the Vice-Presidency, still the younger Marcos insists that he won. Third count of the election results and he would not give up. What a shame! What an ambition.

I do think that some Filipinos never learned. They still embrace another dictator in the making. Those in power have lots of (people’s) money to burn, pay for trolls who disseminate fake news against their enemy. Some are diehard fanatics of this administration. As we say in Tagalog, they are “bulag, pipi at bingi”.

It’s February 26 now but I know when I publish this short post, it would still appear as February 25.

Yesterday, we celebrated the 30th anniversary of the EDSA People Power Revolution. Yes, it was long ago but I am wondering if most of us Filipinos still remember the significance of what the Filipinos sacrificed for in the name of freedom, freedom from a twenty-year rule by a dictator. Martial law was declared on September 21, 1972 (Proclamation 1081) and we witnessed the unrest that followed, many people died in the hands of the dictator and so many political arrest was made. Long years of siphoning off the wealth of a country by greedy hands in the government, long years of wondering when it would end. What finally triggered the historic EDSA revolution was when Ninoy Aquino was killed in the tarmac of the airport back in 1983.

The youth of today would probably remember Ninoy as just a face on our five hundred peso bill or just a few lines maybe in their history textbooks. But for me, Ninoy represents a dream that never came true, a future for the Filipinos that never was. I have my own memories of Ninoy. I was in third year high school (or was it my senior year?) when Martial Law was declared. Back then, we would always see demonstrations by the Kabataang Makabayan. There was even a time when they entered the UST campus and paraded empty kabaongs – the turbulent times of the Martial Law years. We learned to live with it for more than a decade until the time Ninoy was shot at the tarmac of the Manila International Airport on August 21, 1983.

What followed were the struggles we have to go through just to oust a dictator. Rallies were held almost every day on main streets of the country. Ayala Avenue was always the hub of afternoon marches on the street and we were part of it. Yesterday, my former boss at Bank of the Philippine Islands posted so many photos he took of those days when we did our own share of our fight for democracy the BPI way – nostalgic replay of events that finally lead to a bloodless revolution thirty years ago. Yeay, those were the days – making yellow flowers out of crepe paper, making banners and banderitas , throwing confetti, braving to sit at the third floor window ledge of BPI so we could get close to a concert right in front of our building. We even experienced being tear gassed while we were in the middle of watching rallies from our floor.

Those in power thirty years ago are still in power now and we are even threatened by another Marcos win in the vice-presidential race. Have we not learned what EDSA stood for? The youth of today would not know of its significance unless their parents and relative who were part of it tell them in details what happened. It’s a good thing the organizers of the commemoration of the EDSA revolution put up an Experiential Museum recreating the experiences that awakened Filipinos to stand up and be counted. I hope they would find a place to make it a permanent exhibit for all of us to visit because it is only open until today and you have to reserve a slot for viewing.

I hope the youth of today would somehow learn from the past. They are the future of the present generation.
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Let me see, I wrote a short post three days ago and some things happened since then.

I lost a first cousin three days ago due to a lingering illness. Thank God it was not Covid. Since I could not go home to our province, I just have to write a few words for my grandnieces/grandsons/wife as a way of paying tribute and respect.

Nissa told me earlier today that one of her officemates died of Covid recently. She was just 41 years old. She took a sick leave last week because of fever. This traitor pandemic is like a thief in the night. Although Nissa’s department has no personal contact with her, I told her that they should all take necessary precautions.

The Philippines sad to say has no vaccines yet. This government is inutile when it comes to the welfare of the people. Why are they demonstrating simulations when they still don’t have vaccines? They ordered from china but the people don’t want it. They are relying on the poor population to accept it. Grrrr….😷🤒🤕

Some of duterte’s men in Malacanang have already been vaccinated as early as September last year. On the other side though, I am not so enthusiastic about being vaccinated, this is just on the experimental stage. It would probably take years before it is safe enough and that it could help in preventing Covid 19. A Filipino overseas worker had his vaccination in Saudi Arabia but when he came home for vacation in the Philippines, he was found positive of the virus.

Four more days and February will be gone. Before you know it, summer is here.

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Today is the first Sunday of Lent. We renew our baptismal vows and renounce satan. Our godparents did it for us when we were baptized when we were babies.

My goodness, it seems that blogging has temporarily lost its appeal for me. It’s been a while. I have been catching up on my reading. I found new authors, discovered some awesome books too. For the first time I read Blindness by Jose Saramago, an intriguing and interesting story about people who were struck blind in their community and how they struggled to keep alive. It reminds me of the pandemic we have right now. I also found a copy of Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. His poems are like short stories complete with dialogue about ordinary things. I have finished 28 books so far this year.

Been busy too uploading posts at our Catholic page and to two more private pages of which I am one of the admins.

I took some photos of my garden blooms and trimmed some plants. It is almost summer and my plants are beginning to bloom again. Sometimes I water the garden twice a day because the last few days have been sunny and hot during the day.

We are all observing Lenten abstinence even if mom and I are already exempted from eating meat because we are seniors. One has to give up something too and alms-giving is also recommended.

Happy and blessed Sunday everyone.

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Today is the first Sunday of Lent. We renew our baptismal vows and renounce satan. Our godparents did it for us when we were baptized when we were babies.

My goodness, it seems that blogging has temporarily lost its appeal for me. It’s been a while. I have been catching up on my reading. I found new authors, discovered some awesome books too. For the first time I read Blindness by Jose Saramago, an intriguing and interesting story about people who were struck blind in their community and how they struggled to keep alive. It reminds me of the pandemic we have right now. I also found a copy of Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. His poems are like short stories complete with dialogue about ordinary things. I have finished 28 books so far this year.

Been busy too uploading our Catholic page and two more private pages of which I am one of the admins.

I took some photos of my garden blooms and trimmed some plants. It is almost summer and my plants are beginning to bloom again. Sometimes I water the garden twice a day because the last few days have been sunny and hot during the day.

We are all observing Lenten abstinence even if mom and I are already exempted from eating meat because we are seniors. One has to give up something too and alms-giving is also recommended.

Happy and blessed Sunday everyone.

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One of the blog posts I wrote during my early years of blogging when I only had a few followers and so few blog posts. Some lines appeared on my memory page so I am reblogging it here today. Funny how a certain quote would inspire one to dream of writing too.

I woke up this morning remembering a well-loved quote in my head. Many, many years ago, I was on my way to school when I saw this guy who wore a shirt with a lovely quote written in front and it made a big impact on me. Oh yes, short of staring boldly at the words, I committed them to memory and that’s what I remember now. It was written by Langston Hughes, an American poet , playwright and novelist.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Dreams keep us going don’t you think? And I believe, really believe that dreams do come true. Maybe, in my subconscious thought, I remembered these simple lines when I wrote Dreams and Escapes as my blog title. There are simple things in life that give extra meaning to our existence. There are simple things in life that make us smile and inspire us to go on. There are simple things in life that always add color to our everyday existence. When I was in college, I used to fill up whole notebooks of quotes, poems and inspiring words culled from the books I have read. It makes me happy to read them now and then, always with some remembered thoughts of long ago, the years in between, the tears and laughter and teenage angst and frustrations. I was lucky to have worked for three years at my university’s library when I was in college and still luckier to have read so many inspiring books and to have known so many inspiring authors.

I dreamed of one day writing something that would inspire. I dreamed of one day reaching out to people by sharing my thoughts. I am slowly getting there I guess. Dreams inspire us to go on and see life in all its beauty, not blinded by the ugly realities that somehow we have to face.

One day, I’ll write a poem and will share it with you.

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I attended two online masses this morning, I regret though that I was not able to participate in the imposition of the ashes.

Ash Wednesday is the beginning of Lent. Time to reflect. Although senior citizens like me are already exempted from fasting and abstinence, I will still try to observe it on Ash Wednesday, Good Friday and will abstain from eating meat and meat products in all Fridays of Lent. Just bought several kilos of fish and some veggies yesterday.

Here are some lovely thoughts, in the words of Pope Francis.

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It is Oreo’s third birthday. They say that the equivalent dog years depend on the breed of the dog and on how big or small they are. For a poodle, Oreo is fully grown.

We took lots of pictures of course. He has lots of Dentastix, 2 cartoons of doggie milk and three kilos of dog food as gifts. There was this single small slipper as a freebie from where we bought the decor, buntings and balloon but it was a toy for him, it has a pretty sound when he shakes it.

What a lovely birthday, the humans enjoyed the food – pancit bihon, calamare and a medium-sized boodle bilao which has fried rice, lumpia, fried chicken, grilled pork slices, pork sisig and even eggplant and salted egg.

Happy third birthday Oreo.

That doggie cake has liver but I wonder what they used to color its face. Does it looks like Oreo?

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