Saturday, July 18, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Dream and Believe
Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing
their hopes and dreams when the first tree said,
'Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver
and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone
would see the beauty.'
Then the second tree said, 'Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take
kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world.
Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.'
Finally the third tree said, 'I want to grow to be the tallest and
straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the Hill and
look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to
them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will
always remember me.'
After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of
woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, 'This
looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a
carpenter, 'and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he
knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.
At the second tree the woodsman said, 'This looks like a strong tree. I
should be able to sell it to the shipyard.' The second tree was happy
because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.
When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because
he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the
Woodsmen said, 'I don't need anything special from my tree, I'll take this
one,' and he cut it down.
When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box
for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not
at all what he had prayed for.
The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of
being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.
The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone in the dark.
The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.
Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they
placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first
tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this
manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event
and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.
Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second
tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the
water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to
keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said
'Peace' and the Storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had
carried the King of Kings in its boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the
streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to
a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the
top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong
enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was
possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way,
always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, God
will give you great gifts. Our dream is always a dream, but there was
always a God's way that will fullfill our dreams not by our own way but in
his way which is always the best, and I believe in Him....
Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had
imagined.
We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways
are not our ways, but His ways are always best.
Please keep this moving... pass it on, so God may inspire more people on the
way.
May your day be blessed. And until we meet again, may God cradle you in the
palm of His hand.
Ingatz.....
MAC ( BOBONG EDUARTE )
their hopes and dreams when the first tree said,
'Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver
and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone
would see the beauty.'
Then the second tree said, 'Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take
kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world.
Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.'
Finally the third tree said, 'I want to grow to be the tallest and
straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the Hill and
look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to
them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will
always remember me.'
After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of
woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, 'This
looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a
carpenter, 'and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he
knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.
At the second tree the woodsman said, 'This looks like a strong tree. I
should be able to sell it to the shipyard.' The second tree was happy
because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.
When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because
he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the
Woodsmen said, 'I don't need anything special from my tree, I'll take this
one,' and he cut it down.
When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box
for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not
at all what he had prayed for.
The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of
being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end.
The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone in the dark.
The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.
Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they
placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first
tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this
manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event
and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.
Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second
tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the
water, a great storm arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to
keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and He stood and said
'Peace' and the Storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had
carried the King of Kings in its boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was carried through the
streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to
a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the
top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong
enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was
possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that when things don't seem to be going your way,
always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, God
will give you great gifts. Our dream is always a dream, but there was
always a God's way that will fullfill our dreams not by our own way but in
his way which is always the best, and I believe in Him....
Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had
imagined.
We don't always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways
are not our ways, but His ways are always best.
Please keep this moving... pass it on, so God may inspire more people on the
way.
May your day be blessed. And until we meet again, may God cradle you in the
palm of His hand.
Ingatz.....
MAC ( BOBONG EDUARTE )
Monday, June 22, 2009
Triumph of Love
Rebecca Polinar
Speech during the Special Commencement Exercises At Far Eastern University on June 20, 2009
President of Far Eastern University: Dr. Lydia Echauz, Vice President for Academic Affairs: Architect Miguel Carpio, Our Commencement Speaker: Dr. Annabelle Borromeo, Administrators, Dear Parents and Relatives, Fellow Graduates, Ladies and Gentlemen, Good morning.
Today we celebrate the triumph of love.
It is our love for learning, for improving and preparing ourselves better for life that brought us to the portals of our beloved Alma Mater. We endured and hopefully enjoyed the lectures, class interactions, exams, the seemingly endless research, reports and co-curricular activities as essential parts of the whole process of learning.
Our quest would not have been realized if not for the love of our parents and relatives who unquestionably paid for our miscellaneous, tuition and other fees. Over and above these fees we still have our fare, food, load, mall and other allowances. Only true love could endure such expenses.
Our endeavours would be lacking if not for the love of our professors who patiently provided us the environment for learning to take place. Despite the discouraging results of our exams, they persevered in their commitment to be there for us hoping for miracles to happen. Indeed that miracle happens today, our graduation day.
This very day reminds me of the graduations I have had in the past. This is my third valedictory address. The first was in elementary; second, in high school. In college I took up Bachelor of Science in Chemistry at Xavier University, Ateneo de Cagayan. I graduated in 1982, taught for one semester in the Chemistry Department of the same school, got my license as Chemist the following year and worked in Agusan del Norte Integrated Feed Mill for another year. I was about to begin working in a much bigger company when this nagging feeling in my heart that God has plans for me other than the one I wanted to carve for myself became so intense that I could no longer ignore it. I sought for guidance and enlightenment and finally in 1985 I joined the Carmelite Missionaries.
My dream to become a full time science researcher was totally changed. God’s love for me won over my personal plans and ambitions. This decision brought me to different schools but in a totally different field. I underwent ecclesiastical studies. I enrolled at the Sister’s Institute of Formation at the University of Santo Tomas, Catechesis at the Confraternity of Christian Doctrine at Santa Isabel College, Discernment Course at the Loyola School of Theology, and Spirituality at the Teresian Institute in Rome. So totally different from what I really wanted. But God’s generosity could never be outdone. In exchange of my dreams was His abounding love.
We are all witnesses to the fact that the power of love can define a person’s destiny. The persevering love of Ann Sullivan transformed the hard-headed Helen Keller. The love of St. Monica converted his wayward son, the now famous St. Augustine. The love of Mrs. De La Cruz for her special child led her to take up Master of Arts in Education Major in Curriculum and Instruction with Specialization in Special Education. The love of fathers and mothers for their children strengthened them to endure the loneliness of being in a foreign land away from their love ones. These are just a few of the many stories of love and sacrifice. Some beget fulfilment and happiness, some continue to struggle.
My mission as a Carmelite Missionary includes working in the slums of Quezon City, as Campus Minister of Capitol University, Cagayan de Oro City, as broadcaster in the Heart of Mary Station, Mati, Davao Oriental, then as member of the Provincial Council of the Blessed Francisco Palau Province which includes the Philippines, Taiwan, Thailand and Indonesia. When my term as Provincial Councillor ended in 2006, I volunteered as Missionary to China. Again I have to prepare myself for this new mission. I studied Mandarin at Fu Jen University in Taipei, Taiwan, then at the Recardo Leong Center for Chinese Studies at Ateneo de Manila University. It was at this time that I met Dr. Elizabeth Melchor who paved the way for an education course at Far Eastern University. I took up Certificate of Teachers’ Education in the second semester of 2006 and in 2007 I was in China teaching English. Big thanks to Dr. Elizabeth Melchor. But my supposedly two-year contract was cut short and my Congregation would not allow me to go back alone. That gave me ample time to finish this degree while waiting for another volunteer to end her term as Novice Mistress. Now we are preparing for our new mission. But I already started my mission here at Far Eastern University with my Chinese classmates, friends and former students in China. All for the love of God who called me to serve where He wills. True love always triumphs.
The defining moment of love is the good that we do to others. Two thousand and 9 years ago Jesus showed us what authentic love is. It dignifies, not humiliates, it creates and recreates, not destroys, it vivifies, not kills, it supports the beloved, not abandons; it gives more than it takes. This love that Jesus has shown us is the kind of love that is needed today. The world needs this love, our environment waits for this love, our people deserve this love and our poor hopes for this love.
Our Alma Mater, a private university of choice in Asia, envisioned us graduates of today as principled and competent, service-oriented, endowed with the highest intellectual, moral and cultural standards seeking the advancement of the global society. Are we? If we are, then, the future lies wide open for us graduates of Far Eastern University. A world of limitless possibilities awaits us. Most of us will land good paying jobs; others will pursue higher studies and contribute to the advancement of knowledge for the wellbeing of humankind. We will be catalyst for progress, workers for peace, builders of hope and witnesses of authentic love.
As for me, I hope to be admitted in Beijing Language and Culture University to pursue serious studies of the Chinese Language, and there sow the seed of love for which God has loved me.
It is but fitting that we express our heartfelt gratitude to all who have become part of our journey: Our Administrators, Professors, Parents, loved ones and most especially to God. Thank you very much.
Special thanks to the Institute of Education who provided me a home in this University: to Dr. Violeta Jerusalem, my former Dean, Dr. Barbara Fernandez, my present Dean, Dr. Reynaldo Cruz, our graduate studies Coordinator and the staff.
Our Alma Mater has fulfilled its mission for us today. Now, it is our turn to do our mission.
Good luck and God bless. Thank you.
Speech during the Special Commencement Exercises At Far Eastern University on June 20, 2009
President of Far Eastern University: Dr. Lydia Echauz, Vice President for Academic Affairs: Architect Miguel Carpio, Our Commencement Speaker: Dr. Annabelle Borromeo, Administrators, Dear Parents and Relatives, Fellow Graduates, Ladies and Gentlemen, Good morning.
Today we celebrate the triumph of love.
It is our love for learning, for improving and preparing ourselves better for life that brought us to the portals of our beloved Alma Mater. We endured and hopefully enjoyed the lectures, class interactions, exams, the seemingly endless research, reports and co-curricular activities as essential parts of the whole process of learning.
Our quest would not have been realized if not for the love of our parents and relatives who unquestionably paid for our miscellaneous, tuition and other fees. Over and above these fees we still have our fare, food, load, mall and other allowances. Only true love could endure such expenses.
Our endeavours would be lacking if not for the love of our professors who patiently provided us the environment for learning to take place. Despite the discouraging results of our exams, they persevered in their commitment to be there for us hoping for miracles to happen. Indeed that miracle happens today, our graduation day.
This very day reminds me of the graduations I have had in the past. This is my third valedictory address. The first was in elementary; second, in high school. In college I took up Bachelor of Science in Chemistry at Xavier University, Ateneo de Cagayan. I graduated in 1982, taught for one semester in the Chemistry Department of the same school, got my license as Chemist the following year and worked in Agusan del Norte Integrated Feed Mill for another year. I was about to begin working in a much bigger company when this nagging feeling in my heart that God has plans for me other than the one I wanted to carve for myself became so intense that I could no longer ignore it. I sought for guidance and enlightenment and finally in 1985 I joined the Carmelite Missionaries.
My dream to become a full time science researcher was totally changed. God’s love for me won over my personal plans and ambitions. This decision brought me to different schools but in a totally different field. I underwent ecclesiastical studies. I enrolled at the Sister’s Institute of Formation at the University of Santo Tomas, Catechesis at the Confraternity of Christian Doctrine at Santa Isabel College, Discernment Course at the Loyola School of Theology, and Spirituality at the Teresian Institute in Rome. So totally different from what I really wanted. But God’s generosity could never be outdone. In exchange of my dreams was His abounding love.
We are all witnesses to the fact that the power of love can define a person’s destiny. The persevering love of Ann Sullivan transformed the hard-headed Helen Keller. The love of St. Monica converted his wayward son, the now famous St. Augustine. The love of Mrs. De La Cruz for her special child led her to take up Master of Arts in Education Major in Curriculum and Instruction with Specialization in Special Education. The love of fathers and mothers for their children strengthened them to endure the loneliness of being in a foreign land away from their love ones. These are just a few of the many stories of love and sacrifice. Some beget fulfilment and happiness, some continue to struggle.
My mission as a Carmelite Missionary includes working in the slums of Quezon City, as Campus Minister of Capitol University, Cagayan de Oro City, as broadcaster in the Heart of Mary Station, Mati, Davao Oriental, then as member of the Provincial Council of the Blessed Francisco Palau Province which includes the Philippines, Taiwan, Thailand and Indonesia. When my term as Provincial Councillor ended in 2006, I volunteered as Missionary to China. Again I have to prepare myself for this new mission. I studied Mandarin at Fu Jen University in Taipei, Taiwan, then at the Recardo Leong Center for Chinese Studies at Ateneo de Manila University. It was at this time that I met Dr. Elizabeth Melchor who paved the way for an education course at Far Eastern University. I took up Certificate of Teachers’ Education in the second semester of 2006 and in 2007 I was in China teaching English. Big thanks to Dr. Elizabeth Melchor. But my supposedly two-year contract was cut short and my Congregation would not allow me to go back alone. That gave me ample time to finish this degree while waiting for another volunteer to end her term as Novice Mistress. Now we are preparing for our new mission. But I already started my mission here at Far Eastern University with my Chinese classmates, friends and former students in China. All for the love of God who called me to serve where He wills. True love always triumphs.
The defining moment of love is the good that we do to others. Two thousand and 9 years ago Jesus showed us what authentic love is. It dignifies, not humiliates, it creates and recreates, not destroys, it vivifies, not kills, it supports the beloved, not abandons; it gives more than it takes. This love that Jesus has shown us is the kind of love that is needed today. The world needs this love, our environment waits for this love, our people deserve this love and our poor hopes for this love.
Our Alma Mater, a private university of choice in Asia, envisioned us graduates of today as principled and competent, service-oriented, endowed with the highest intellectual, moral and cultural standards seeking the advancement of the global society. Are we? If we are, then, the future lies wide open for us graduates of Far Eastern University. A world of limitless possibilities awaits us. Most of us will land good paying jobs; others will pursue higher studies and contribute to the advancement of knowledge for the wellbeing of humankind. We will be catalyst for progress, workers for peace, builders of hope and witnesses of authentic love.
As for me, I hope to be admitted in Beijing Language and Culture University to pursue serious studies of the Chinese Language, and there sow the seed of love for which God has loved me.
It is but fitting that we express our heartfelt gratitude to all who have become part of our journey: Our Administrators, Professors, Parents, loved ones and most especially to God. Thank you very much.
Special thanks to the Institute of Education who provided me a home in this University: to Dr. Violeta Jerusalem, my former Dean, Dr. Barbara Fernandez, my present Dean, Dr. Reynaldo Cruz, our graduate studies Coordinator and the staff.
Our Alma Mater has fulfilled its mission for us today. Now, it is our turn to do our mission.
Good luck and God bless. Thank you.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Masterpiece of Truth
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
A Message by George Carlin:
The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.
We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.
We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.
Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.
Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Memories
This evening, my community prayed at 5:30. We had one hour adoration of the Blessed Sacrament exposed.
During the time of silence, so many thoughts came into my mind. I look back at the almost one month of trying to get in touch with our classmates, visiting them, meeting several times and in different places. I look back at what I have done and said and there were things I regretted.
I stayed in silence with a heavy heart and it brought me back to my high school life. I was not happy during all those years. I don’t want to go back to the place much more to relive my memories about it. If not for the enthusiasm of Mac Francis, I would not have exerted so much effort.
It was with this spirit that I entered prayer. And the picture of Leandro and Kevin flashed in my mind. The caption in the picture was “Dad Boboy and Kevin”. I told Boboy that “you look like a loving Dad. I love that pic.”
But there was something more to that picture, in Boboy I saw Dr. Aguinaldo and with Dr. Aguinaldo, my experience with Papa.
You all know what happened to Papa those times of our high school years. Those were the most painful experiences that until now left a scar in my life. But there was one man in Kinoguitan who understood my pain, it was Dr. Aguinaldo.
During those times I was not allowed to see Papa. Whenever I go to Papa, I have to escaped from home or tell lies just to go and see Papa. Sarah and Tamboy would accompany me there. But when I go home Tiya Edik would scold me for several days without end.
There were times that my desires to see Papa was so intense but I could not go to see him, I would get sick. Then I would request for Dr. Aguinaldo. He would come and sit at the side of my bed and talk to me for 15 to 30 minutes. While talking he would caress my head and touch my hand. Then before leaving me he would inject something.
I often get sick and Dr. Aguinaldo will be there.
When I was in college, I was still sick but I don’t want to see Doctors in Cagayan. I went home to Kinoguitan only to find out that Dr. Aguinaldo was not there anymore. I went to Dr. Eduarte and he gave me medicine. But I told him that Dr. Aguinaldo would just give me injection. He said it was only distilled water that was injected to me. Simple fever or cough does not need injection.
Then I realized that Dr. Aguinaldo understood my need. I was longing for my Papa’s presence and that was precisely what he has given me every time he comes to visit me at home.His presence cured me.
He was not only my doctor, he was my friend. We exchange pocket books. He would lend me his books and I would tell him good books I read in the library.
This memory threw some light in the otherwise painful memories I have in Kinoguitan. The picture of Dad Boboy and Kevin reminded me of this memory.
I hope that this reunion we are planning will bring healing of wounds, joy, reconciliation, cooperation, love and thanksgiving.
See you there… in 2011.
Becks
During the time of silence, so many thoughts came into my mind. I look back at the almost one month of trying to get in touch with our classmates, visiting them, meeting several times and in different places. I look back at what I have done and said and there were things I regretted.
I stayed in silence with a heavy heart and it brought me back to my high school life. I was not happy during all those years. I don’t want to go back to the place much more to relive my memories about it. If not for the enthusiasm of Mac Francis, I would not have exerted so much effort.
It was with this spirit that I entered prayer. And the picture of Leandro and Kevin flashed in my mind. The caption in the picture was “Dad Boboy and Kevin”. I told Boboy that “you look like a loving Dad. I love that pic.”
But there was something more to that picture, in Boboy I saw Dr. Aguinaldo and with Dr. Aguinaldo, my experience with Papa.
You all know what happened to Papa those times of our high school years. Those were the most painful experiences that until now left a scar in my life. But there was one man in Kinoguitan who understood my pain, it was Dr. Aguinaldo.
During those times I was not allowed to see Papa. Whenever I go to Papa, I have to escaped from home or tell lies just to go and see Papa. Sarah and Tamboy would accompany me there. But when I go home Tiya Edik would scold me for several days without end.
There were times that my desires to see Papa was so intense but I could not go to see him, I would get sick. Then I would request for Dr. Aguinaldo. He would come and sit at the side of my bed and talk to me for 15 to 30 minutes. While talking he would caress my head and touch my hand. Then before leaving me he would inject something.
I often get sick and Dr. Aguinaldo will be there.
When I was in college, I was still sick but I don’t want to see Doctors in Cagayan. I went home to Kinoguitan only to find out that Dr. Aguinaldo was not there anymore. I went to Dr. Eduarte and he gave me medicine. But I told him that Dr. Aguinaldo would just give me injection. He said it was only distilled water that was injected to me. Simple fever or cough does not need injection.
Then I realized that Dr. Aguinaldo understood my need. I was longing for my Papa’s presence and that was precisely what he has given me every time he comes to visit me at home.His presence cured me.
He was not only my doctor, he was my friend. We exchange pocket books. He would lend me his books and I would tell him good books I read in the library.
This memory threw some light in the otherwise painful memories I have in Kinoguitan. The picture of Dad Boboy and Kevin reminded me of this memory.
I hope that this reunion we are planning will bring healing of wounds, joy, reconciliation, cooperation, love and thanksgiving.
See you there… in 2011.
Becks
Monday, May 25, 2009
Ang Saya Saya
We really had fun in the house of Rogelia. It was not easy to locate their house but finally we arrived in time for the snacks but since we were all hungry we ate immediately what was served. Then we opened the computer and Miloy and Ludy joined us through the webcam. We saw them and they saw us. We had so much fun. We got tired talking after several hours and started singing like drunks.
Take note of the picture posted before this message. Miloy and Ludy can be seen on the screen of the computer. Ryan, the handsome son of Rogelia, took our picture together with Ludy and Camilo to complete the barkada.
Ang saya saya.
Becks
Take note of the picture posted before this message. Miloy and Ludy can be seen on the screen of the computer. Ryan, the handsome son of Rogelia, took our picture together with Ludy and Camilo to complete the barkada.
Ang saya saya.
Becks
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Gathering at Rogelias House
Saba kaayo diri sa balay. Dili mi magdungog ka tanan magdungan ug estorya labina ka nag online si Pare Miloy ug Mare Ludy with webcam pa.
Edgar T.
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