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This clears the air, I think. Many Thomasians were  disappointed and disgusted with what happened.  Personally, I think all the alumni officers should resign and a new organization should  be formed taking into account the accomplishments of each awardee and  what they have done to the betterment of the country as public officials. It should not be the case of awarding someone in advance  so  she can be someone every one could emulate.

 

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It’s one of those days when you wake a little bit early and you’re done with the household chores for the day. All you got to do is to prepare something  for lunch later.

There are times when you feel so lazy and you want to go back  to bed and just catch up on the latest book you’ve been reading since last night. But then you think of other tasks  that you can do. Blog? Re-pot plants? Take Noki for a walk? Make comments on that controversial issue about your university’s alumni association?  Or just stay here and share some random thoughts for the morning.

I think of music. and we all know that aside from bringing us those happy moments of  years and days past, it is also therapeutic. It calms our soul, it makes us dance to the beat  or it make us smile and sing along with the beautiful melody.

I used  to collect CDs of  popular and contemporary singers and musicians. Think Richard Clayderman, the Bee Gees,  Fleetwood Mac, Michael Buble and other  talented musical artists. My daughter Nissa is a fan of the Backstreet Boys. She has CDs and even  magazines about them. She even attended their first concert here in Manila.  Don’t ask me, I could no longer remember when.  Through constant playing of their songs, I learned to love their music too. N Sync is  another  boy band  that she loves and I became familiar with some of their songs. Now, I love the Pentatonix.  The present singers are just as good but for me nothing can beat those artists of the 60’s and 70’s. I am an old soul.

We Filipinos boast of musical talents  some of whom are known worldwide. Take Lea Salonga,  a recipient of several awards in her field. Martin Nievera is one  talent that we could really be proud of.  Arnel Pineda is a Filipino singer/songwriter also known internationally.  Ogie Alcasid is a song writer/singer, comedian, parodist and an actor. His songs are played every day in the air lanes.  There are so many more out there.

Plato in one of his famous quotes said:  “Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything.”

 

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Let me rant a little. I just can’t pass this up.

It was in the news yesterday that the UST Alumni Association gave a recognition award to Mocha Uson. She is  an appointed assistant secretary to the Presidential Communications Operations Office by no less than their president Duterte.  Prior to that she maintained a blog (until now) at FB proliferating fake news in favor of the administration. And still prior to that she was a singer (kuno)  and a dancer. She is a Med Tech graduate of UST.

I am an alumna of the university and I deeply feel that she does not deserve this award.  The UST administration has nothing to do with the giving of this recognition to her but it was the prerogative of the alumni association which operates separately from the UST administration.  UST is being bashed and dragged down by those people who are misinformed in the social media.

What has she done to deserve this award? What has she done to the welfare of the UST alumni? She’s  been in the government for  just  a few months. She  still continues with her FAKE news. And those who are gullible enough believe her.  This government is going to the dogs. When you are a pro-Duterte and you promote what he is doing to the country, you are assured of a seat. Never mind if you are qualified or not as long as you make yourself close to him. What a shame!

The UST Alumni president explained that they give  awards to those graduates who work in the government. Period. Maybe it is about time for them to amend their rules/policies and give rewards to those who are truly and sincerely working in the government.  There are so many Thomasians out there who are more worthy of emulation.

The UST Alumni Association is supposed to represent us, the alumni. We as Thomasians are supposed to exemplify the core values  of Competence, Compassion and Commitment. Meron ba nun si Mocha? They sullied the good reputation of the university.  How sad!

Just my two cents.

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People change

Life alters, sometimes for better or for worse

We reach a fork  in the road that says

Go this way or that,

It matters not.

What counts is,

You are strong to face the battle,

No matter how difficult the situation is.

Fear not,  for He will always point the right way.

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10401954_924312577592771_2347683313099135030_nIf he were alive today, he could have been 96. He left us ten years ago. Until now, there is still that void that I feel with his passing. Sometimes, I could still  imagine him reading the daily news from cover to cover. It was always his pastime  so when he was alive, I made it a point to have a daily supply of the newspaper in our place.

I miss those days when he would recall how he struggled  in early life so he could find a nice job to support the family. My three siblings and I all  went to his favorite university where he worked for more than thirty years.  I miss those afternoon when we would take coffee and light snack and he would recall the earlier days of his life, the hardship of being a working student, those times he was away from his parents and siblings  while he worked in the city. I don’t remember his mom, my grandmother.  She died giving birth to their youngest. What I only knew  according to my grandfather was that I looked like her.

We could talk about anything under the sun. We could talk about  family members who went away to find good jobs. His two sisters and a brother (through a second marriage of my grandfather) work abroad. Two are in  Spain with their families and one resides in Japan. I am almost as old as my youngest aunt.

I miss those days when I was in high school and it was only the three of us  (my oldest brother, dad and I). My mom stayed in the province with my two younger brothers until  our youngest transferred to Manila to study when he was in grade school.  The days when he would teach me how to cook…..priceless.   He would usually drop by the wet market  after office work and he would teach me how to prepare a simple dinner.  I was not just a bystander when he was in the kitchen because he would  just instruct me what to do and watch me cook.

I miss those days when we would spend lunch together when I was in college  with one of his co-workers.  Every day, he would buy food at the UST resto  before  my class ends at 12 pm then we would share lunch.

When he got sick with ESRD and had to undergo dialysis treatment, my older brother and I accompanied him to the hospital twice a week.  The days he was bedridden after each session of dialysis, the enormous medications he had to take to stay stronger.  the graceless time he had to wear a catheter for many months, I still remember them all. My dad was a fighter. It was so painful though to watch his deteriorating health. For each session of dialysis he lost weight.

We lost him one December night ten years ago.  He may be gone from us but he still lives in my heart and the memories linger.

“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” 

― Elisabeth Kubler Ross (more…)

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Coffee in hand

She watches the sun shows itself

from a cluster of morning clouds.

A little sparrow sits  nearby.

Did it just break into a song?

She listened

Until the little bird flew

Maybe for some food to find.

The dew shimmers on the grass.

Did it rain last night?

The cold morning  bites

She  smiles and shivers.

Remembering, just remembering

Some days  that she was happy.

Some days that she was glad.

The coffee is getting cold

One day is enough.

 

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That’s actually a title of a song from way, way back. We used to sing it at church.

We always say, time is gold, time is precious. time is a gift.

How do you spend your time? Sometimes, we believe there is enough time for everything and we ignore, we procrastinate, we waste it.

When I got sick almost nine years ago, I thought so much of how I will spend my time productively after my treatments.  I used to think that time is really too short for me to do the things I  want to do. It was a bit stressful  just thinking about it.  At the lowest point in my life, I asked myself if I will be able to see my kids have their own  families.  Now we are blessed with Nate.  God is good.

There are moments when time makes slaves of us. Time  spent in the office is longer than the time we spend  at home. My former boss at the bank  used to say that when she leaves the house, she would remind her ailing mother to eat breakfast  and when she goes home she just asks  if her mom has eaten dinner. That  was her routine for so many years and when her mother died, she realized the importance of time with her family. She realized that nothing can compare to the presence of someone important in one’s life.

As we grow older, we relish the days, the free time that we have. I am happy just reading now (after the daily chores of course), I am happy puttering  in the garden, uprooting weeds and trimming the grass.  I  am  happy feeling the  morning sun on my face, playing with our cats and dog and catching up on the daily news on radio or watching some nice programs on television.

We all make time for what is important in our lives.

“How did it get so late so soon?”  – Dr. Seuss

 

 

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