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Sunday, December 13, 2015

Journey to the Mysterious Island




Pssssst! I’ll tell you something! This is just short!

This is about my travel to the bizarre land, which the villagers popularly call ‘Master of Science in Mathematics’ or ‘MS Math’ for short. This place is surrounded by various stinks, foul smell and sharp thorns. The meadows are gloomy and the corridors are abrasive.  Well, it is not a question of how and why but believing to the very fact that only the bravest people bring their footsteps into this place. You see, I tell you that the pathways and grounds are clothed with pains and embezzlement. Stepping into this haven would require you to bring sufficient something hard for head coverings and protective metals-armor and shields for your body so you don’t get hurt when the railings and debris are dispersed in the open.

My visit into this place is never easy. It would entail first determination, passion and hard work. At first, I was very hesitant and reluctant to carry my legs to set foot on the grounds of the said place, not until my friend tells me to pursue my plan.  I remembered they told me that there is really nothing scary or horrible about MS Math. I was confused since the villagers are genuine in their testimonies about it (MS Math). They were honest and the sincerity of their face were reflected. They made me believe that I should not continue venturing and seizing the place. And honestly, they have convinced me like tomorrow is shot dead and living in it is way too impossible so I should do it fast-to decide immediately!  We’ll, my friend was right, unless you try, you won’t appreciate the beauty of a place, a person or just something, that is, once hidden for centuries. A reality that was kept for a long time. The blinders that covered my eyes and the cotton covering my ears are taken off. I now gazed to knowledge that indeed MS Math is enjoyable to work on with but mischievously challenging most of the time. A nature that makes everyone questions the existence of a reason and challenges the fallibility of time.

I discovered that MS Math is not only a place, where friendly and intelligent people reside but also a place where fun and enjoyment of learning are surfaced. I was caught to admire the hospitality and generosity of the people in this place because they gave me a warm welcome and acceptance. My happiness is overwhelming having my face wide-open.

The stinks, foul smells, the sharp thorns and the gloomy surrounding, by which the commoners describe are mere false description. They simply aren’t true! In reality, I learned that these are vital components adding aesthetics to the place.


Now, I am enjoying myself working with people in this place although sometimes I am challenged to the apex of my patience. 

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Dowel

My warmest hellos! Welcome back!!!

Sssshhhhh, whoaaaa! It was a big break, a tremendous leap and a conflagrant ramp indeed. It was in 2013 since the last time I blogged and for quite some time I placed a rest of my shell and had a long hibernation in a dowel. I had a finger-pointing and mudslinging process of making my rest good to remember.  Telling you my march on stage, clad in a glossy toga, as I received my medal and diploma, was perhaps a story I forgot to share. The gestures of my face, the nectar of my highly-prepared brain columned to form an alpha-helix series of information, the chandelier-inspired motif in lab and the sorry-merry encounter of words with colleagues are just few of the tours-linked-in-mind that weren’t made to be disclosed in a vagal.  That was quite a misery hiding in lobes of silence like a fox howling to be heard.

I was supposed to share to you a story of a young boy who made a stairway to limelight. Getting his soared desires of a not-so-planned profession which is being an educator. The molding of his brown-colored eyes, the texting of his fairly-skin tone, the quaking of his height and the shaping of charisma are parcels of information included in his story. Well, that was my story in particular. I should have shared it to you. The torn of anxieties, rests and shaves of experience I had for over two years made my silence constitutional. I was a bachelor benchmarking the world, expectant with the horizon of possibilities. My travel navigated the compass of exorbitant and rich maps encompassing the corners and edges of poles.

This time, allow me to share to you a portion of my story. A story of my journey to the real world. I started working in 2014 in a world-class (according to my own opinion) secondary academic institution in Lapu-Lapu City, a historic city in the province of Cebu, Philippines that was dubbed once as the Rising Tiger in Asia. I work as an ordinary classroom teacher of Asian Learning Center or ALC as they call the school. From being a casual teacher, I was promoted to handle journalism and special math classes, which I agree to attend because of the help I got from it. The nature of the work was centered on cementing strong foundations for academic improvement and laurels. More so, I was tasked to marvel individuals who aim to achieve life. But along with these tasks and responsibilities, amid problems, testing, and other refinements, I also crack the shell of jokes to perfect the ingredients of my menu- i.e., bringing my students to the fullness of their potentials to achieve academic growth and advancement. Trials are spices that make my dish palatable and appealing. 

Shortly, in June 2015, I transferred to Saint Augustine International School clothed under the umbrella of AMA Group of Companies for better opportunities and actualities. This time, I went through more complex and difficult auras of academic faces since the name itself suggests an international standard that has to be followed. Like everybody else does, acquiring an international experience is an advantage working in this institution. Presently, I am connected to this school exploring the wings of my brain and soaring the chemistry of respect, humility, trust and experience. And still open to a worldwide dissemination   of intellect keeping abreast the science of knowledge and wisdom.

Now, I salute to continue the fight for ignorance and apathy which I have started two years ago. I plead in my profession to remain true, loyal and honest to uphold academic advancement for all who seek life-changing charm under the presence of attitude and valor. 

Readers of my blogs, I welcome you all together on the note of welcoming my come back and association.

Enjoy and feel free to share your insights and opinion. 



Friday, May 17, 2013

Pay some respect to the Binays


  


    One Filipino infirmity that has already penetrated in our system is being judgmental. Every election epoch, different forms of hysterias and conclusions come presumptuously without knocking our heads first before saying or uttering of words that may hurt or impair someone’s personality and character. Various kinds of black propaganda are thrown out to someone to lurk or to destroy and put him/her into jeopardy or if not mock some words that may turn one into a monstrous character. Or worst, able to judge someone immediately for inexperience, incapability or illiteracy without even giving him a chance to prove himself capable, worthy and adept. Why are we really like that my brethren?

     Just very recently, I was able to read one of the Philippine Daily Inquirer’s news updates entitled: Nancy Binay bashing: ‘It’s the beginning of the worst’ dated May 14th, 2013 by Leila B. Salaverria.  From this news article, people have created derogatory comments; in fact, they were saying “why do you vote Nancy Binay?” Why, what has gone wrong with her? Isn’t she capable to be a senator? Not even only her father causes her victory for a seat in the senate but herself promising of allegiance during the campaign blasts. I had no exact reason to get angry of Nancy Binay’s detractors and haters. Who am I after all? Nancy and I are not even relatives or have any blood connection and I don’t even know her personally, neither she, but please we must not just simply belittle her or automatically disqualify her from a position just because of the lousy reasons mentioned. We have to give her a chance to prove herself. And after that time of observation and we see her irresponsible, maybe only then we can say these bad words to her.

     Our Philippine constitution clearly says no one, regardless of race, sex; societal status, political practice, religious beliefs and etc. shall be deprived from expressing himself. If Nancy Binay thinks and considers running in the senate forms part of her right to express, then in no reason we can bar her from doing so. We also have no right to utter words derogatory or insulting to her part as clearly provided by law since it is a clear manifestation as a form of a violation of the article 3, section 4 and its preceding provisions prior to the 1987 Philippine constitution. These commentaries of some people have gone beyond their right to self expression for they have already destroyed or damage someone’s reputation and character.

     Further, I am not concerned nor defending her since, as I have said earlier, we are not, by blood, related. It is just that some people have gone long more than the right given to them and I cannot just tolerate it as a person. Nancy Binay is a person, a mother, a daughter and most importantly a creation of God. If you were Nancy Binay who hears things which are very sardonic and sarcastic, wouldn’t you be crying out there for out loud sake? It’s more than enough to know that she has remained silent and professional bearing no reaction to the issue and all sorts of allegations. I am quite conveyed she is indeed professional in her chosen career!

     As for a fact, some Filipinos voted her according to their conscience and precisely according to what is best for the country and the people.  They have voted unanimously, and majority of them vote in consensus. Moreover, some people made their choice and they chose Nancy that means they trust her for no doubt. Nancy Binay won the election fair and square, not even she attempted to make electoral sabotage or what we call cheating. This is a kind of a character of a political leader we want, isn’t it? So we must help them in their battle.

     All in all, as set forth by law, every citizen of the country has to be given equal protection. And since Nancy Binay is a citizen of the Philippines, like any other people, she is bound to experience both the civil and political rights. May she be doing her responsibilities as a senator of the country and may she trail his father’s footstep towards clean and transparent governance in order to achieve reformation in the system of politics in the country and slowly begetting the past as we are branded good nationals.




Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Letter of Gratitude



 
Our teacher in black


To our beloved Teacher,

It is our great honor to be your students. With your favorable and adorable closeness to us, a bunch of respect and love surfaced our personality and individual upbringings that dramatically change our viewpoints in life. You have taught us two important things in our life as students-values and appreciation. You have taught us how to value life and appreciation of the subject despite of the fact that it is not our so-loved subject; despite of the reality that several times we have taken it for granted and despite of the verity that we have been so delinquent and unconscious of the things you were telling us every now and then. Despite of our unrighteous behavior, you seemed and faithfully lowered your anger and humbly increase your patience to us. Gone are those days we felt “muddy” and pretentious since you’ve had succeeded in instilling, inculcating, and incorporating to us self-respect, self-actualization and self-realization.

With this opportunity given to us, allow us to extend our humble and humane gratitude and thanks for all the things you gave to us-time, effort, patience and love. Thank you for letting us experience the best taste of life as your students. Thank you for letting us experience the thrill and fear during major examinations, quizzes and even group presentations and reporting. Thank you for extending your patience to us every time we request for time allowance and any favor we believe can make us happy. This enthralling, breath-taking and one-of-kind-experience in the summer class are points to be valued and appreciated. Our individual experiences in Filipino 121 will forever be recorded and will always be part of our youthful days in school. If there could have been a word that is more sufficing, best relaxing and soothing other than “thank you,” it shall probably be the word we tell to you; it will surely be the exact word that will come from our very mouth. We know saying “thank you” may not be adequate but we firmly believe it means more than giving our life to you.

Bb. Sienes, today will be the best day of demarcation of our life as students because this shall always be re-incarnated like souls, remembered like life-going memories and shall always be put to mine like learning in one’s respective field of studies. We may be going to our respective journey and endeavors in life but not our memoirs for it will always remain. And rest assured the teachings of values formation, life reformation and societal invocation you have taught to us shall never be forgotten not for the very reason of loss of memory because you are just simply an amazing teacher. With loopholes, glitches and flaws or even none, your way of making us to nearly-perfect-individuals will always be remembered. And we pray that the Almighty Father will continue to shower his abundant blessings to you whether it is financial, emotional, physical and even political in nature.  We hope you will continue your goodness to other students that will be under to your instructorship prior to your teaching career. Moreover, we hope you shall not quit giving in your service and allegiance to the government.

Lastly, we look forward to meeting you soon in our professional life in the near future as we may be going through if not halted because of illiteracy, ignorance or even unrealistic demeanor. May not be the insufficient time become a reason of your unavailability and insecurity of your educational and academic journey towards fruitful and progressive growth in the academe. May God bless you until eternity. Maraming salamat mula sa kaibuturan ng aming puso’t damdamin.


With best regards,  

Your students

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Time to get involved

The DYGB-FM Power 91 management provided
me this ID  to do official  media transactions.

When a situation calls you to participate in politics, a bigger, bolder, and braver responsibility are carried over to make yourself available and definitely render your service and allegiance at your best. It is a time to be active, participatory and be willing to fight for what is right, to at least, be part of the change.

We had our plenary meeting today at DYGB-FM Power 91, Dumaguete City with Mr. Romulo Amarado as the presiding anchorman. We discussed things that concern the national and local elections this May 13, 2013. Sir Amarado instructed and gave us individual tasks to do for the coverage. He told us to be vigilant and tactful so as we may be safe in cases of bad turns out of events. He told us to prepare necessary paraphernalia during the election coverage. We are also tasked to report things that may occur prior to the election.


With this participation of mine, comes a reliable partnership to proper deliberation and delegation of the taks. Thus, I am partnered with Mr. Nick Jati (I don't know the correct name spelling) to do field reports. We will be regularly monitoring the municipalities of Bacong, Dauin and Zamboaguita, where the polling precincts are made available for the people to cast their vote. We will also be visiting some areas in Dumaguete City to check possible events that may arise. Moreover, we are also expected to do extensive and heinous interviews to some of the voters, related to the progress of the election.


Mr. Jati will be my mentor in the field of broadcast journalism as he has wide and long experience and exposure in the said field. He will be my "shoulder" as I go to the realm of exorbitant election. He will teach me some techniques of voice manipulations, some intro and extro voice over and other things relevant to my personal journalistic development. Likewise, I’ll be his trainee who will follow his commands; a trainee who will always be a good and observant reporter and a trainee who will always help him in the 2013 election coverage.



And along with this are my greater and wider expectations of acquiring and learning better knowledge in broadcast journalism so as to deepen my understanding and admiration in the world of politics. More so, this experience will make me a person who is dedicated, participatory and be politically oriented. This will also widen my experience both in the print and broadcast journalism which is/are necessary and relevant to the company  I am currently working. Since I will be working in the publication soon, this will be a big blast that will contribute better improvements to the craft I love.

You see, I know this is quite tedious and presumptuous, but it will be big break for me to practice broadcast journalism and to actively get myself work for the better. This experience of mine will teach me values, love and appreciation of the field.  This will also be part of my student-journalist-life. Although I am not into the field, I know for sure I can handle this  with full transparency and enthusiasm. 

This is all for now..Wait for my next blog entry after the election. See yah!!!

These are my co-reporters.
 P.S. : To all the voting people, we must always remember that one of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors. It is enough that the people know there was an election and the people who cast the votes decide nothing but the people who count the votes decide everything. 

                                  
            

           

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Valor and Public Service



                                                      By The Arbitrary Pointer

The evocative passing of the Department of Interior and Local Government (DILG) Secretary Jesse Robredo ended the standoff of the people who are on the contrasting denomination of life. His death, I could say, is also a judicial mourning of the land. The nation who holds trust from its people seems to have fallen on the ground of ferocious sulfur as its layback also fell from the position holding the highest authority that controlled the peace and order of the country. This is actually what we call ‘surrogated margin.’

I just thought how this man shaped his city and his people when he was still mayor of Naga City. I even imagined how he devoted himself as DILG secretary posing example of good governance. To note, his administration was characterized by honesty, integrity, and empathy for the less fortunate residents of the said place. Thus, he received numerous awards including the Ramon Magsaysay Award for public service and a United Nations award for his contributions to women’s health and equality.

When the Philippine President Aquino appointed him as DILG secretary, the people seemingly felt shining glimpse of the future especially in crime prevention and other criminality prelusion in the country since he was first known to be a mayor of peace and classified leadership in Naga City.

The death grip of corruption may not be possible if he has not been installed as secretary. I saw this when Dumaguete City flaunted in progress on illegal drug prevention in his leadership. When he visited the province of Negros Oriental, there was actually visible improvement like the reduction of crime rates in the province to name one. Thus, I could say, he is a man dedicated to restoring the good name of government service.

It appears, moreover, that his stay, although permuted shortly, has created positive result in the willful government service. If only a government figure is optimistic and devoted to breaking the chord of poverty in a place, there will really be change in all aspects of human nailing the divine. But sad to say, only a few bathing people have this personality who intently dedicated their life for the people, the community and the country in general.

In the promulgated decency of the land (I am talking here the law), how many of you will proudly say “I have been part of that development, thus I will obey it!” Perhaps, only a few!  Why? Because you let yourself tied of ignorance and money! You see, this seems far out in your mind, but that is actually what the secretary (in the interior and local government) is trying to break and I see it slowly realizing.

I have observed, through his leadership, things that are long been aimed by people which are supposed to be given by the previous leaders in the country who roped the position in a long time. Only him, who have worked below the belt, filtering this conscience and beatitude,  not even  minding pains he may encounter in the road of fiery and fencing battlefield (the politics).

Secretary Jesse Robredo may be gone but he was made immortal by his legacy of good governance. I am hoping that may other people in the land trail his footsteps.  May his bravery, dedication and persistence in fighting the-beyond-intelligence acts of people who are thirsty of political position encourage you to also protect the land and the people.

His passing, I believed is a challenge to all of us to continue his bourn legacy! Sec. Jesse Robredo, you are truly a MAN!

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A Change to Ponder


                                                                   Editorial

It is quite impressive to see the Negros Oriental State University administration taking steps that count. The making of the identification cards (IDs) inside the university is yet another move the administration is worth commending. It shows that the administration is indeed looking after the betterment of the studentry.

The Student Affairs Office (SAO) has initiated this progress wherein students need not anymore go outside the campus to have their IDs made. In fact, SAO Director Giovanni Macahig said that they have decided to make IDs inside their office since they now have an ID maker machine, a signature pad, a tripod, a digital camera, and a laptop.

Moreover, Macahig said they have changed the usual process where students are asked to present their load slips, have their photos taken at SAO and have it made at the DBM. The two are literally away from each other and it would be a hassle for the students to go there for processing. He said students this time will only present their load slips and fill up a provided datasheet. After that, they can have their photos taken.

With this, we, the students, have no more excuses to have our IDs made late. We are responsible to secure IDs which serve as our gate pass so that security guards will no longer bar us upon entrance. There will be no more reasons to complain and blame the security guards if we cannot attend our classes because we were not able to get inside the campus.

You see, security guards are just following directives from the administration. In this account, we say they are performing their job well. This calls for a need to cooperate with them and be obedient students to the community.

Since the university did not stop in seeking ways to heighten the level of our educational enhancement, perhaps, we also need to pay back their labor and action.

As responsible students, it is our job to follow directives willfully to avoid hassles and misunderstandings. The SAO told us to have our IDs made earlier because the instruction to disallow students without IDs from entering the campus has been given to the security guards already. It is therefore a clear mandate that we ought to validate our school IDs.

Since we want no conflict and misinterpretation, we need to be keen followers of the promulgated law. After all, the benefit comes back to us. All in all, the improvement of our school can only be made possible if we give our total support and cooperation to the university.