Kaleidoscope

Take a slide in the slope
Take a look in the kaleidoscope
Spinnin' round, make it twirl
In this kaleidoscope world
- Music and lyrics by Francis M

Funny but only a month or so ago, Alex and I were talking over dinner, telling ourselves how our 2010 seemed to be like a roller coaster ride. There were ups and downs, and swirls and twirls. Sometimes, we felt like we were hanging upside down; sometimes, we felt like we were racing down a steep incline. During these times, we didn’t know if we would come out of the ride sane and alive.

“But it looks like we’re going to have a good ending,” we both said.

That was the time when Cae’s orthopaedic surgeon said her next check-up is after six months, seeing that her body is responding well to the brace. Not that her spine would go back to normal, but our objective was to at least prevent the curvature from worsening. And the time when Caehl’s developmental pediatrician declared that we graduate him from his occupational therapy sessions.

Truly, we had a tough time during the first months of the year, especially when Alex’s Tita was confined in the hospital and the expenses were too much for us. We had to stop Caehl’s monthly OT and ABA sessions. Then Cae’s dextroscoliosis was confirmed.

Yet somehow, God didn’t leave us alone. My promotion came in May, and there were “rackets” for both Alex and me (thank you, Wenchie) which provided us extra bucks. We are also fortunate to have my family (I will never get tired of saying that my parents and my siblings are the best on earth) and our household help, Ev and Ate Doobs, for giving us the needed support.

Our life was like a teleserye or reality show – full of drama, action, suspense and a little comedy (of course with me around).

These were the times when I fully appreciated the simple but priceless joys; the times when it seemed like you don’t want to understand what’s going on; the times when you just want to close your eyes, scream, and leave back your stomach during the ride.

“But it looks like we’re going to have a good ending,” we both said.

Perhaps we spoke too soon.

The phone call came last Dec. 8, a little over 12MN. After taking my youngest sister’s call, I went back to our bedroom like a zombie. I couldn’t believe what I just heard – that Papa was rushed to a hospital after a stroke. Papa? Stroke? Was that a joke?

Looking back now, the roller coaster became a kaleidoscope. The ride became scenes of varying colors and patterns, wherein the finale was saying our goodbye to Papa inside the crematory.

Up to now, I still cannot find the words and write something about him. For me, he is just somewhere. I miss him so much and I love him so much.

Yes, maybe, Alex and I spoke too soon. But we still believe that when we take a look in the kaleidoscope, there is a lot of goodness in our lives to be happy about, there is so much to be thankful about.

(Image from bindweed.com)

Pasko 2010

Festival Mall*House*Harbour Square

CKLC Christmas Party*December 18, 2010 (Whatchama-caehl-it video)

Parlor Games

CKLC Hymn (Whatchama-Caehl-it video)

December 18, 2010

Christmas Party CKLC December 18, 2010 (Whatchama-Caehl-it video)

Caehl leads the National Anthem.

CKLC Christmas Party (Whatchama-Caehl-it video)

Star ng Pasko

CKLC Christmas Party 2010*Kinder-Love Jingle Bell Rock (Whatchama-caehl-it video)

Faster version of Jingle Bell Rock

CKLC Christmas Party 2010*Kinder-Love rocks! (Whatchama-caehl-it video)

CKLC Christmas Party * December 18, 2010 Kinder-Love dances Jingle Bell Rock

CKLC Christmas Party * December 18, 2010

Album 2

CKLC Christmas Party * December 18, 2010

Caehl's Christmas Party
Location: CKLC, Chrysanthemum Village, San Pedro, Laguna

YouTube - CKLC Christmas Party*Star ng Pasko (Whatchama-caehl-it video)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpOIHgElYl4
Star ng Pasko

YouTube - CKLC Hymn (Whatchama-Caehl-it video)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JJ3THCH_RVg
CKLC Christmas Party*December 18, 2010

YouTube - Christmas Party CKLC December 18, 2010 (Whatchama-Caehl-it video)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJxQqDnWZtM
Caehl leads the National Anthem

Atty. Leon L. Acuña (April 11, 1942 - December 11, 2010)

If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again

I miss you, Papa...

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXVII

Overheard:

Nanay Ev: Doctor Joel said Caehl is a smart boy. Are you smart, Caehl?

Caehl: No, I'm Globe. Tita will get mad.

Nanay Ev: No, smart means intelligent.

Caehl: No, it's a load.

Epilogue:

Nanay Ev runs an e-load biz together with Ate Doobs, my other angel, while Caehl's Tita (my sister Lea) is a Globe manager. 

The winner takes it all

The 6/55 Grand Lotto jackpot, expected to reach Php535M, remains elusive.

Almost everyone I know has placed their bets, hoping to bag the biggest ever jackpot prize in PCSO history. Veteran and neophyte bettors line up to the nearest lotto outlet. “Libre naman ang mangarap,” they would say.

Alex’s aunt texted him a couple or three sets of numbers to bet on. I too asked my helper to place a bet on my behalf, only to find out my sister has asked her earlier to do the same. Pabalik-balik na siya sa lotto outlet.

According to Inquirer.net, “The odds of winning a 6/55 lottery are mind-boggling—one in 29 million.”

Believe it to win it, says another Inquirer article.

There was a time when I said aloud in the office, “Wala pa kong kilalang nanalo na sa lotto.” At least I was referring to those who won more than Php20 (balik-taya) or 500. Then, Abi, who seats a few feet away, replied, “Kami.”

It turned out her father is a longtime lotto believer. I can’t remember how much they won but she said in jest that if you compute their winnings versus the money spent on previous bets, “Baka mamaya, break-even lang.”

Dette, another friend, said in her FB page that she too went to a lotto station to bet, and she didn't know what to do.

So what will you do if you win Php535M?

Some people say it’s too much. To win even half of it is already adequate. “Kahit may kahati ka pa, ok lang,” said Nanay Ev.

Me? I’d pay off my loans, get more insurance policies, buy more properties, and give what my parents and siblings want – no questions asked, no conditions.

Was it Donald Trump who said, “Everything in life is luck”?

Whoever will win it is surely the luckiest guy in the Philippines. Balato naman!

Soon it will be Christmas Day!

If you can't beat it, don't click it

In one of my Whatchama-CAEHL-it entries, I wrote that my bedroom-TV knows only one channel - GMA-7.

One weekend, Alex bought a remote control as the one we use for the living room-TV is already defective.

I think it took him four trips to Pacita to finally have a unit that is working.

"Eh yung remote mo sa kuwarto, Mommy?" he asked. "Ok pa ba?"

"Daddy, I don't need one, remember?" I reminded him. "Hindi naman ako naglilipat ng channel."

"Katotohanan

Magpapalaya sa bayan..."

Mommy is singing GMA News and Public Affairs, Caehl commented.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXVI

While waiting for Glee last night, Cae channel-surfed for a while and chanced upon Disney’s Hercules.   “Caehl, who’s that?” she asked her brother. “That’s Hercules,” she answered her own question. “Do you know Hercules?”   “Yes,” said the little boy.   “How did you learn about Hercules?”   “From mythology.”   “How did you know about mythology?”   “From the almanac.”   “Who’s the flying horse?”   “Pegasus.”   “Who is the king?”   “Zeus.”   “Mommy, bakit alam ni Caehl?” she asked me.   “Ewan ko, alam mo naman yang kulet na yan,” I replied.

Purple, pink and silver thoughts

When I came home from work one day last week, I was surprised to see the Christmas stockings and bears on the wall.

My helpers said Caehl asked them to pack away the four season-frames and replace them already with the stockings.

“Naku, nagdidirek si Caehl sa amin,” I was told.

Christmas na, Caehl said. And who can argue with that?

But that was all. My helpers wanted to prepare and clean the living room ceiling first before putting up anything. This is the second year that we are using the purple, pink and silver theme. And so we waited until over the weekend when everything was ready.

We needed to bring in some holiday cheer as three loved ones passed away one after another just recently – Tito Prime, Ma’am Ophie, and Tita Flor.

When we arrived home Sunday night from Heritage Park, I was delighted to see the Christmas lights all set up in our terrace window and the pine garland already in place. In one corner of the living room, our 7-foot tree stood tall.

Nanay Ev said Caehl himself adorned the tree with the purple, pink and silver balls and holly, and wouldn’t stop until everything was in order. He didn’t want to put the tiny silver balls as he insisted they were for the garland. Cae also asked where she should put the pink bell chain. It’s too short to be placed around the tree, she said.

Ah yes, the chain is for the garland and Caehl was right, the silver balls are indeed for the garland, and not for the tree. Funny (and remarkable) how Caehl could still recall those details – a proof that he is truly his mom’s son.

The poinsettia garland, tacked on the ceiling cornice, served as border.

Last night, I saw that the deep pink lights have been placed around the tree as well. According to Nanay Ev, she liked how the tree turned out this year. “Better than last year. Parang mas maganda ngayon."

Maybe because the kids put it up.
Maybe because it was put up with pure and trusting love and hope.
Maybe because everyone wanted things to be better.

Purple and pink are my favorite colors (they were our wedding color motif, too).
Together with silver, they make a pretty combination indeed.
They evoke happy thoughts, happy memories.
And yes, our departed loved ones are in a better and happier place now. 

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXV

I've always enjoyed praying with Caehl not only because I love and enjoy praying, but to hear him recite the prayers I know by heart ever since I was a kid and prayers which he himself "invented" is such a joyous experience.

Last night, I told him we were going to pray for Lolo Prime (one of our dearest Titos in the neighborhood) and Tita Malou (one of my BFFs) who are both confined in the hospital.

Lolo Prime is the lolo of Mikaela, he said.

I opened the Bible to the Book of Psalms (Psalm 41, The Prayer of a Sick Man) and I asked him if we could read it together. I was surprised when he said, "Mommy, can we sing the Psalm?"

Do you know how, I asked.

Yes, he replied.

And so he did.

Of course he just invented the melody, but perhaps it was indeed beautiful music to God's ears.

Happy 3rd Birthday, Dean!

Shakey's Pacita*October 31, 2010

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXIV

Caehl is fascinated with the collarbone. He always touches his Nanay Ev's and asks why she has it.

"Nanay Ev has problems," he told me one time. "She has a bone here," he said, pointing to the location.

He thought that when you get thin and your bones show, it means you have problems.

"Mommy, do you have problems like Nanay?" he asked, while trying to feel my collarbone.

"Ikaw, where's your bone?" I asked.

"Wala!" he quickly replied.

"Why?" I asked again.

"Kasi mataba," he said. Then we laughed.

(Yesterday though, he told me he has a collarbone after all. "Meron pala, Mommy," he said, taking my hand so I can feel it.) 

Walang magawa afternoon (Cae, Cito, and Caehl)

Pinagdiskitahan ang webcam

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXIII

Caehl knows I only watch two channels - GMA-7 and QTV-11 (12 and 19 respectively in our cable TV). My bedroom TV in fact knows only one channel - 7 - which proves how loyal I am as a Kapuso.

If I want to watch other TV programs, I have to leave my bedroom and use the TV in the living room.

Just this morning, I was channel surfing.

When Caehl saw me checking out HBO, he said, "Mommy, that's Daddy's. 36 (Disney Channel) is Ate Cae's. You turn off the TV na lang, Mommy." 

UN Day at CKLC

Mr. Japan Caehl leads the Parade of Nations.
October 22, 2010, Concepcion Kids Learning Center

UN Day at Concepcion Kids Learning Center

Kinder-Love's La Cucaracha dance number.

"La Cucaracha" (Spanish: "The Cockroach") is a traditional Spanish folk corrido that became popular in Mexico during the Mexican Revolution. It has additionally become a verse played on car horns (Wikipedia).

Caehl's partner is Denise.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXII

One night, after watching Survivor Philippines, I was doing some last-minute errands in my room, Cae was in the library, and Caehl was playing with his building blocks in the living room.

Suddenly, he ran towards the hallway in front of our bedroom. He began to say, "St. Benedict, pray for us."

"Caehl!" I called out. "What happened, what are you doing?"

He repeated the prayer and said, "I'm praying. Because I'm scared."

I called Cae and told her, "She's praying to St. Benedict." Of course, we too got scared.

Later, in bed, I asked, "Why did you pray? Did you see something?"

He nodded.

"What did you see?"

He just closed his eyes hard and didn't reply.

"You don't want to talk about it?" I asked.

"No," he said.

I told his Nanay Ev about it last night and she said, Caehl sees something in the living room, near the toy shelves. There were times, according to her, when Caehl would ask her to get the toys because he's afraid. He would point to a certain corner. There are times though when he would try to be brave, get the toys himself, and say, "I'm wearing St. Benedict's medal, Nanay." 

Our Little Ninja - Caehl's UN Day celebration

October 22, 2010
Concepcion Kids Learning Center

"Ohayo gozaimasu. My name is Caehl Andre Euan A. Capiz from Kinder-Love. I represent JAPAN! Tokyo is the capital city. Thank you."

Caehl's partner is Denise.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXXI

Last night, just before dozing off, Caehl reminded me that we haven't prayed.

Ay oo nga pala, I said.

Caehl led the prayer. "God, please protect us from the storm. Please keep us safe. Please no more flood."

Afterwards, he asked, "Mommy, how many times do we pray?"

I said, "As many as you want."

"How many?" he asked again.

"Many many," I replied.

I think I was already half-asleep when I heard him repeating the prayer.

"God, please protect us from the storm. Please keep us safe. Please no more flood."

From http://www.fanpop.com/spots/childrens-world/forum/post/50744/title/blessed-children
Blessed are the children for their love is pure.
Blessed are the children for they are innocent.
Blessed are the children for they know not war.
Blessed are the children for they crave knowledge.
Blessed are the children for they seek our approval.
Blessed are the children for they are the twinkle in God's eye.

Caehl's 5th Birthday

with Ate Cae

October 13, 2010
snacks at school
dinner at home

Spaghetti and fried chicken cooked by Piya.
Cake from Tita.
Gifts from classmates and friends in school.
Love from everyone.

5 years ago...

Reposting an old blog as I recall the day I gave birth to Caehl 5 years ago...
***
Is it already a week ago?

Last Thursday, October 13, at 11:19am, CAEHL ANDRE EUAN completed my family and my life. Caehl is quite big at 7.7lbs (3.5kgs) and 52 cms. He arrived earlier than we expected (his due date is actually Oct. 23) but I knew it was different when I had a brown discharge evening of Oct. 12. The night before, I think I was already having early labor pains. I hardly slept that night, in fact. I was in a bad mood after receiving a call from a father of one of Cae's classmates who accused my daughter of writing on his uniform. I didn't know the full story so I wasn't able to defend Cae, and I felt bad about it. I just told the father that I would replace the polo with a new one - end of the story.

Anyway, when I saw the discharge, I already alerted Alex and my sister Pinky. I said it might be a false alarm but I'm on my toes just in case. I managed to survive another 4 hours of pain, I could have managed more but I suddenly thought, what if it's already time and Alex is already in the office? At half past 12mn, I told my husband the pain wouldn't stop anymore. He suggested going to the doctor to have myself checked and then we'll just go home if it's not yet time. Ok, I said. We went to the bank first to get money and off we went to the ER. I was only 1cm dilated but the ER doctor said I had to stay because my cervix was already thin. I thought I was dreaming, Alex was asking, "Mommy, di na ba false alarm? Di na tayo papauwiin?" I even walked my way to my room at the 2nd floor and to the delivery room, can you beat that?

At the labor room, the clock ticked away oh-so slowly . 2am, 3am, 4am...the pain was unbearable. 5am, 6am, 7am...two baby girls were delivered before Caehl. I could hear my OB-Gyne in the next room. I would doze off every now and then but would wake up each time the contractions came. I could still converse with the nurses, though. Then my OB said I was already 7-8 cms. I'll be sedated, she said, and she'll give something for the pain. But I don't think they ever did because the pain was everywhere. Two nurses were assisting my doctor and I could hardly understand what they're trying to tell me. They were all speaking at the same time and I didn't know whom to follow or to listen to. It was hard to push. When they said the baby was coming, all I could do was sob the pain away…All I wanted was to sleep, I didn’t even see Caehl coming out. I just…fell asleep!

And the rest, as they say, is still making history… 

Originally published in http://www.pamski71.bravejournal.com/entry/15105 

Amazing Brace

As expected, it wasn’t easy.

After we got her brace from the shop in QC, and after trying it on, Cae has been on and off crying (in fact, up to this very moment).

I could understand her, her Dad and I sympathize with her but what we want to tell her and let her feel was we’re doing everything we can for her dextroscoliosis. We don’t want it, either and we don’t want it to hinder her lifestyle. But what can we do? We don’t want her condition to worsen. Well, we could opt not to let her wear it, it’s simpler. It’s cheaper. But is it the right thing? Regrets are always at the end, they say, and as parents, we certainly don’t want to look back and tell ourselves we did nothing, and that we could have done something.

That night, Cae was crying her heart out. Her brother was so bothered he couldn’t sleep. “Ate’s crying.” He went out of the room and recited some nonsensical stuff (to entertain her sister, he said afterwards), that Alex told him, “Go to sleep, it’s already 11:30.”

I called up my folks the following day to ask for help. “Please talk to Cae if you had a chance. Please help us make her understand that we’re trying to help her, not hurt her."  I felt that if other people would encourage her, not just us, she just might listen. I also kept on texting my siblings, my friends, and my officemates. This is my only way to express my own pain. I couldn’t cry in front of her, even if sometimes I want to cry out loud. I want to show her that I'm strong and that with my support, she can be stronger.

The first time she wore it in school for the entire day, she was complaining of the pain under her arms. I kept on comforting her, and praying to our dear God to be with her. I was worried, scared. What if she couldn’t ride the jeepney? What if something happens to her during her LRT ride? I didn’t tell her I texted one of her friends to assist her if she needs it. “Paki-alalayan na lang si Cae,” I said to Shae who immediately replied that she would.

That week, Alex and I were proud of her. She seemed more determined than ever to go through it all. We had to change our routine to accommodate removing it before she takes a bath one hour before her actual wake-up time, and then putting it on before she goes to school. However, there were moments when her courage seems to waver. Like the time her Harry Potter bed sheet had a tear because of the screws in her brace. And yesterday, her shirt. She was once again swearing and complaining.

This morning, it took us a while to get her out of the bed. She’s due for a check-up. She didn’t want to get up. She was in a foul mood even up to the time we were waiting in the clinic. She and her dad were fighting, as Alex kept on reminding her to sit up straight. I told her, “Go ahead, let’s just waste our time and money trying to get you well. And here you are, you don’t want to listen to your dad.”

But God is good. Dr. Pineda told us he was happy with how her body was responding to the brace. Truly, there was a “correction” going on, and we should keep it up. It was the first time I saw him smile at us. He gave us encouragement and hope, and most importantly, he asked Cae’s cooperation, “Pagtiyagaan na natin ito ha? (Let's just be more patient about this, ok?)”

We went home in high spirits, well, at least that how I felt. There’s hope for her and for us. And if indeed we keep it up, we will win this battle.

God is amazing. Thank you for all the prayers. They are working for Cae. Please keep on praying for her.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXX

My son always says he sees other people (or things) in our house. Sometimes he would run to a corner and keep quiet, and when you ask him, he'd tell you he sees someone.

Once I asked him, "What do you see?"

A boy, he said.

I can't remember what Caehl said when I asked what the boy was doing. I think the latter was either singing or dancing. (Edited to add: whistling pala.)

In another occasion, he ran to me. "What? Do you someone?"

He pointed to the empty couch. "He's sleeping."

His Nanay Ev says the same thing. "May nakikita raw siya."

I don't know if it's true but I guess he's too young to lie. But then again, perhaps he's creative enough to think of or make up things like that. Either way, I always advise him to pray out loud if he gets scared.

When I gave my niece Meg a medal of St. Benedict to ward off evil spirits, I told Caehl that whenever he sees something, all he has to do is say, "St. Benedict, pray for us." Ok, he said.

Minutes later, just before he fell asleep, he said, "St. Benedict, pray for us."

Oh-oh.

My son's version of Insular Life Corporate Centre

Caehl's version of Panama Canal

Caehl is a fan of the Wonders of the World. He tries to capture each wonder through his building blocks.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXIX

Caehl actually didn’t want to go with us to the hospital (Medical Center Muntinlupa) for Ate Cae’s spinal x-ray yesterday. But somehow, I managed to persuade him to come along. When Alex was dropping us off at the lobby, he didn’t want to get off.

In the reception area, the technician was asking me questions, the little boy was replying, too, that the former said, “Mauubusan ako ng ingles sa iyo (I will run out of English because of you).”

While we were waiting for Ate Cae’s turn, a woman whose built is similar to my mom’s, entered the area.

“Mama?” Caehl asked us. “Like Mama?” he repeated.

He went near the woman and kept on looking at her. He touched her arm, and when she looked at us questioningly, I said, “Magble-bless po.”

She was surprised but at the same time, she gave her hand to Caehl. She said, “Ang bait naman.”

Before she went out, she told us, “Naku, ang bait siguro niyan. Bihira na ang batang nagble-bless ngayon.”

“Thank you po,“ I told her.

Ate Cae and I were the only ones allowed inside the x-ray room. When I heard Caehl crying, I went out. It turned out he wanted to come with us, so I just asked Alex to join Cae while I comforted the little boy.

The same woman told her companion (her daughter), “Yan yung sinasabi kong batang nag-bless sa akin kanina.”

They asked Caehl his name, age, school, teacher, and grade.

“Ang ganda ng katawan.”

“Ang galing, marunong ng English and Tagalog.”

They kept on praising him and talking about him as if we were not there.

The woman and I chatted for a while and I learned that we live in the same village. What a coincidence. When I told her my name (Acuña), she thought it was familiar. Then it was time for us to go.

It’s not the first time Caehl did that. Anywhere we go, even when he’s just strolling with his Nanay Ev or Ate Doobs in our village, he would take the hand of the elderly people whom we (or they) come across. And most of the time, they are delighted.

I hope he will keep this up.

Thoughts on and (almost a) Tribute to a Treasured Trilogy

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

Next to the Godfather and Matrix (well, I’ve also seen Spiderman, Superman, Star Wars, Terminator and X-Men but), my favorite trilogy of all times and the best ever made for me is of course The Lord of the Rings.

One weekend, we found ourselves watching one DVD after another, starting with (guess what) Beauty and the Beast, then Toy Story 1&2, and perfectly capping the marathon with LOTR.

I remember when I was pregnant with Caehl and I didn’t know yet if the baby was going to be a boy or girl, I wanted the name Caehla Arwen Eowyn.

I also remember how my youngest sister Lea, a certified J.R.R. Tolkien fan when she was a kid, used to write in Middle Earth language.

Seeing and enjoying the trilogy all over again, Alex and I wondered how much bonus the cast received and how they are doing now. They must have gotten so much that they can afford not to be seen.

Where are they now?

Elijah Wood – I can never see him past Frodo Baggins. Just recently, the 29-year old actor was reported to have broken up with his longtime girlfriend.

Liv Tyler – “Arwen” has a five-year old son named Milo and is last seen in the movie The Incredible Hulk.

Viggo Mortensen – my Aragorn. Can you believe he’s 50? We saw him last in The Road, a film on a post-apocalyptic world.

Orlando Bloom – the Golden Boy with the breath-taking stunts and funny exchanges with Gimli. Twenty-seven year old “Legolas” married supermodel Miranda Kerr who is now four-months pregnant.

    * Sean Astin – Lent his voice to Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel.
    * Sean Bean – “Boromir’s” 4th wife recently divorced the actor.
    * Dominic Monaghan – The “Lost” star is featured alongside Megan Fox in Eminem and Rihanna's new video for “Love The Way You Lie.” Yup, he was making out with Megan.
    * Ian McKellen – Yes, Sir Ian McKellen is also Magneto, and please get over it =)
    * Cate Blanchett – the ethereal "Queen Galadriel”, Academy Award winner Cate’s recent movies include The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Robin Hood.
    * Billy Boyd – “Pippin” is reported to be the first LOTR star to “end up broke.”
    * Miranda Otto – “Eowyn” is said to be dating David Wenham, who is “Faramir.”
    * Andy Serkis – “My precious” is said to be reprising his role as Gollum in The Hobbit. He will also play Caesar in the new Planet of the Apes film, Rise of the Apes.

Sam: I wonder if we'll ever be put into songs or tales.

Oh yes, Sam, definitely.

Note: Watch out for the 2nd part of this entry.

 

Caehl's Storytelling - CKLC Talent Week

Caehl tells a story (Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do you see)
September 24, 2010
At first he wouldn't, but Caehl gave in eventually (it took them a while to persuade him to perform). This is a long story/poem actually, but it took Caehl only half a day to memorize it.

Our own fight against Dengue (A list of mosquito repellent products)

As of September 15, 2010, it was reported that at least 534 Filipinos have died due to dengue fever, which is a 40 per cent rise from last year for the same period. The number of dengue patients / cases keep on increasing each day.

Dengue (fever) is transmitted by infected females of the day-biting mosquito Aedes aegypti, which breeds primarily in man-made containers such as flower vases, old rubber tires, rain barrels and other items that collect rainwater.

In our town, San Pedro, Laguna, although there is no outbreak declaration yet, health officials “noted the steady increase of dengue incidence since January.”

Our homeowners association spearheaded a clean-up drive and fumigation as counter-measures.

In the workplace, at least three officemates reported dengue cases involving their families and relatives.

Alarmed at these statistics and reports, I would always remind my helpers to throw away water being collected (in pails or basins) when it rains due to leaks, and in the laundry area. My angels spray when we’re not around (my son is asthmatic) and clean up our rooms and the living room thoroughly.

So far, we’ve tried (and will try) the following:

   1. Electric plug-in Baygon device – this costs Php50 a piece and comes with free mats. You can buy refills in boxes of 30s at Php60/box. A single mat can protect a 12ft x 12ft room up to 8 hours.

   2. Popular sprays such as Baygon and Kwik. I bought another brand, PestOff, yesterday just to test it. Buy the odorless or orange-scented variants.

   3. Human Heart Nature Citronella Bug Spray – ordered from an officemate (Maricel) at Php79.75 (50ml). Once you’ve used up a bottle, add some water to the remaining oils, shake and spray it anywhere in the room.

   4. HomeLife Shoo! bugs wristband – I bought a box of 6’s from Ace Hardware. I was actually looking for the colorful baller-type I once bought in the same store but couldn’t find it anymore. I forgot what brand it was (Bug-Off?), but anyway, I am trying HomeLife. Shoo! bugs is a brown wristband which you can also wear as an anklet up to 48 hours. You can store it in the resealable plastic bag if you’re not going to use it. Other HomeLife anti-mosquito products sold at Ace: 180g Citronella smoke-free mosquito repellent wax, and its 50g Citronella Travel Companion variant. Check this out: http://huierya.en.alibaba.com/product/336239945-210408091/180g_Citronella_Mosquito_Repellent.html

   5. PestOff! Anti-mosquito patch – comes in 5 patches per box. I bought this in Shopwise but we haven’t used it. The box says it gives 12 hours of protection and is deet-free. The patches can be placed in clothes, bags, chairs, bed, table, and strollers inside or outside the house.

   6. Human Heart Nature Eucalyptus Hand and Foot Salve – of course, this is not a mosquito-repellent product but I'm trying this (in small amounts) on my son’s legs. I don’t know if it’s true that mosquitoes don’t like the eucalyptus smell, but what the heck.

   7. Essens Moisturizing Insect Repellent Lotion for Kids (150ml) – contains extra virgin coconut oil and colloidal oatmeal, andiroba oil, citronella and lavender. I don’t know where my former boss gets it, in bazaars I think.

   8. Dried lanzones skins – after enjoying the lanzones fruit, put the skins (exclude the seeds) under the sun to dry and when they’re dry, you can burn them and use them like a katol (mosquito repellent coils). I remember my father doing this when we were kids, so I'm carrying on the tradition. The lanzones, when burned, smells nicer than the coils.

  9. Downey antibac – I am loyal to Del but I am willing to try this.

There is no 100% guarantee that we’ll be safe from dengue, but at least we’re trying our best and doing what we can than doing nothing at all.

Sources:
http://topnews.ae/content/24179-philippines-death-toll-dengue-reaches-534
http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/regions/view/20100822-288235/Dengue-cases-shoot-up-in-Laguna-Albay
http://humanheartnature.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=6&products_id=36
http://humanheartnature.com/shop/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=7&products_id=42

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXVIII

It's Caehl's Talent Show program this morning and since I didn't know about it until last night, Alex and I couldn't make it. I just asked our two helpers to accompany him and take a video.   I think he was asked to recite /memorize a long poem. I hope he won't have tantrums. I told him if he performs well, Nanay Ev will text me and I will give him a prize.   "What do you want?" I asked him.   "No mommy," he said. "I don't want a prize."   This morning, he woke up at 5AM and wouldn't go back to sleep. I reminded him to do well during the program, then he said, "Mommy, please watch."   I said, "Ay!"   Then he said, "Sorryyyyyy."   Awwww. Naawa tuloy ako.   Break a leg, son.

A Tale of a Good Day

I always believe that nothing beats starting your birthday with a date with the Lord. After the Mass, I found myself looking forward to a blissful day. Ang gaan-gaan ng feeling!

Since it's a Friday (thank God for birthday leaves), my two children were in school (Caehl thought it was a holiday since I didn't go to the office) and Alex had to work, of course. I had my usual cup of brewed coffee but I felt like I was in Tagaytay - complete with garlic rice and crispy tawilis. Then I turned on the PC to check out FB and my emails. My cellphone just kept on tooting and I happily replied to each and every birthday message.

An hour later, I heard the gate and my little boy was home. "Ang bilis naman," I told Nanay Ev who replied that Caehl was the first one to finish the exam.

Then I got a text from my Kumareng Joyee that there's a cake for pick-up at the Red Ribbon branch in Pacita. She said they couldn't deliver so I did pick up the White Forest cake she got for me. Thank you Joyee my Mars! My friends know how much I love white chocolate.

I texted my Ate and my niece to drop by during dinner for a simple salo-salo (white spaghetti with chicken and mushrooms, Joyee's cake, and Chooks-to-go chicken). Later, Alex brought home Mary Grace brownies.

I love my gifts - bracelets from my mom, a pair of red flats from Cae, a red bag from my officemate and good friend Maricel, and a Goldilocks Dulce de Leche roll from my neighbors (Isaac Family).

At 12mn, I woke up to the sound of pouring rain and heavy winds. It's one of the longest 15 minutes of my life as I continuously prayed that it would stop. I was afraid it would cause a flood that I think I called on all the angels and saints. Please let it stop. Please let it stop.

The next morning, it was as if nothing happened. We went to Shopwise for our weekly grocery and had a hearty lunch at Army Navy Burger + Burrito (The Commerce Center, Alabang). "Come in Hungry, Walk out Happy," the sign said. Thank you, Daddy, for the treat.

I am 'ty-nine. I'd like to thank everyone who made my day special - family, old friends, new friends, Kapuso, Kapamilya, Kapatid, my daughter's friends Thank you for the love.

"All that I am, all that I do, All that I'll ever have, I offer now to you."

Thank you, Lord, from The Good Girl. 

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXVII

Reading about children's social skills, hearing contradicting statements (from specialists) on when children should start learning about the concept of friendship, and noting the many party invites Caehl has been receiving from children younger than him, I asked him last night.


Me: Caehl, do your classmates talk to you?
Caehl (drinking his milk, shakes his head): No.
Me (alarmed, repeated the question): Do your classmates talk to you?
C: No.
Me: Why?
C: Because it's exam.
Me (relieved): Ahhhh. How about if it's not exam, do your classmates talk to you?
C: No.
Me: Why?
C: Because Teacher Mae said do not talk.
Me: Hahaha. But how about snacktime, do they talk to you?
C: No.
Me: Why?
C: Don't talk when your mouth is full.

I just can't win this, can I?
I rest my case.

At Aveneto Pizzarea Ristorante

Friday afternoon, after Cae's trip to QC for a project with her classmates, we decided to meet at SM San Lazaro.

At Aveneto Pizzarea Ristorante, we ordered the Aveneto Special...don't ask why there's only half left :p Alex and Cae are pizza monsters.

It's reading time...

He always puts up his feet (even when he was still in my womb)...

Book: Ang Sapatos ni Mommy by Segundo D. Matias, Jr. (Lampara Books)

http://thegoodgirl.BraveBlog.com/

Brace yourself (Part 2)

There are stories you don’t want to tell or write about - like this one.

My daughter has dextroscoliosis. According to Wisegeek, “Dextroscoliosis is one form of scoliosis, a medical condition in which the patient suffers from curvature of the spine. If the spine curves to the right, this is known as dextroscoliosis…”

Her doctor (an orthopaedic surgeon) said she must have had it since 8 or 10 years old. But we didn’t know. We didn’t notice. There were no manifestations, she wasn’t feeling any pain and there was no history in our family (or at least to my knowledge).

It all started when a classmate noticed that her shoulder (or was it waist) was higher than the other. Cae was told she might have scoliosis. Alarmed, she texted us and I guess we took it seriously because we agreed to have her undergo an x-ray that weekend.

The lumbosacral xray and scoliosis series were expensive. She came out of the room crying, as she saw her S-curved spine. It bothered her so much that she just stayed in her bedroom all day. Maybe it even bothered her brother, whose journal entry that day was about his Ate Cae's x-ray.

True enough, when we got the results the next day, the curvature is at 32.6 degrees.

I was already browsing the Net for possible doctors in Muntinlupa. My kumare and good friend Dra. Joy referred us to a colleague in Medical Center Muntinlupa, one of the doctors I saw in the Asian Hospital directory.

We asked the doctor if their heavy backpacks in grade school might have caused it. He said it is hereditary, perhaps we just don’t know who among us has it. I also asked if it’s possible that their school doctors could have seen it during their annual physical exams. I guess he felt we were blaming ourselves or other people for not knowing or noticing it before. He told Cae, “Hindi yan sakit, wag kang mag-alala.”

I brought the x-ray plates he requested the following week to his clinic in Asian. I was trying to be calm as he re-measured the curvature and explained the implications to me. Walking back to the office, I wanted to cry and ask what we did wrong. Where did we go wrong? I was guilty because I am the mother, and I should have been more careful, watchful and wise. All my past sins came back to me, and I am holding myself accountable for them, so why should my children suffer from my wrongdoings?

For two to three years, my daughter would need to wear braces. Just last Saturday, we went to Banawe where supplies are available. Cae must have been aghast seeing the colored photos of the Yamamoto brace. Who wouldn’t be, just imagine yourself wearing something with aluminum underneath your flight attendant-like uniform, for almost your entire college life? Especially for someone as kikay as Cae. This certainly is not as easy when she had to wear orthodontic braces six years ago (the Part 1), this is an entirely different story.

It was hard to comfort her especially because we saw another version (the body jacket) which seemed more, well, acceptable, but it was not what her doctor prescribed.

It took a long time before her dad managed to calm her. I was as helpless. I texted my siblings and my friends, “This is not going to be easy.”

The store owner was telling me how another client (a teenager like Cae) was crying her heart out upon seeing her Milwaukee brace (the kind that extends to the neck). “Nag-iiyakan din po sila,” he told me. Most of his clients, he said, were girls like my daughter.

As I’ve said, this is not easy, and this is far from over. This is just the beginning, and there will be a lot more episodes like last Saturday. It will really take time before we could get over the pilot episode, even the entire season I guess.

However, there are a lot of things for which I am still thankful as a result of this situation.

Alex and I as a couple have been through a lot, and we have already dealt with our own problems /issues in the past. And because we are older and wiser now, we can look at these things better, and be more focused without the excess baggage. And because we are stronger together, I know we can be stronger for our children.

Sometimes we still can be so emotional, but we are learning to set our emotions, and yes, guilt, aside because we have so much work to do and to attend to. This is also going to be draining, pockets-wise. But we will do everything we can. Alex advised me to just look forward and move on, and count our blessings.

We are blessed to have a strong family and friend support system. My siblings and my compassionate friends are simply the best who, in just one SMS, can make you feel so loved, so understood, so cared for. Because of you, we are not alone in this.

Indeed, who can know the intentions of God? Who can discern the plan of the Lord? So goes this Sunday’s First Reading.

There are stories you wish you won’t have to tell or write about - like this one. But the nice part of course is you can put a happy ending to it.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXVI

One afternoon, Caehl told his Nanay Ev. "My classmates said, "Ewwwwwwww".

Why? she asked.

"Because I farted," adding that his classmates held their noses.

Later, I asked him, "What did you do when your classmates said, Ewwwww?"

He said, "I just smiled."

Just like the good-natured Caehl I know. 

Linggo Ng Wika Celebration

August 21, 2010
Concepcion Kids Learning Center

Happy Birthday, Daddy!

August 25, 2010

God gave me you

Did I ask Him for you?..
Or did He give you to me?

Eighteen years ago, maybe I didn't have the answer.
But now, I think I do.
Maybe I asked for you.
But I believe that before I did, He already gave me you.

Happy Birthday, Daddy.
You're all that I want, you're all that I need.

http://www.plunder.com/Bryan-White-God-Gave-Me-You-download-e513fd4342.htm
God gave me you to show me what's real
There's more to life than just how I feel
And all that I'm worth is right before my eyes
And all that I live for though I didn't know why
Now I do 'cause God gave me you. 

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXV

Yesterday, we brought Cae to the clinic for an x-ray (a separate blog will be written about this).

As we were getting ready for bed, Caehl suddenly said, “Mommy, I want to write about me. Can you please get my yellow paper (referring to his “journal”)?”

He wrote a little bit, then finally said, “Let’s sleep na, Mommy.”

O, pray na, I said.

Caehl: “Thank you po God for helping Ate Cae have an x-ray. Salamat po!”

Afterwards, I peeked into his some soggy journal (hey, come to think of it, my son is a yellow journalist LOL), and here’s his entry:

“My Ate Cae is having an ex-ray.
Our clinic is My Health clinic.”

Singing their last song

One afternoon, I received an SMS from Danica, a fellow Haler whom I treat as a “niece”. Her SMS did not explicitly state that Hale was disbanding; you just had to read between the lines.

True enough, last August 6, through a press release in Manila Bulletin entitled “Hale is no more”, PolyEast Records announced to us fans the “amicable break-up.”

Not that I was expecting it, but I had fears that it would be just a matter of time, especially after Champ (Lui Pio, Hale’s vocalist and main songwriter) signed up with Viva Films to pursue an acting career.

Hale was composed of Champ, Roll Martinez, Sheldon Gellada, and Paolo Santiago (who replaced Omnie Saroca in late 2008).

My two-year love affair with Hale was one that even my husband greatly tolerated - an addiction Alex gamely took in stride.

It all started when we attended a gig with my daughter, and from then on, I was hooked. We began going to where Hale was, never mind if we had to buy the CDs again and again just to gain entrance to the concert. Our mother-and-daughter team became a familiar sight that the band and fellow Halers would recognize us each time.

I was also an active e-group member. I will never forget the Halers get-together and album-listening day one afternoon where we first met Champ’s family, Sheldon’s sister, and my “young” friends who would later call me “Tita.”  

Cae has her Hale jacket. We both have shirts, buttons and autographed posters, song mags and tarps.

Like my indulgent father during my Francis Magalona and PBA obsession years, Alex would never hesitate driving us to and from gigs. Sometimes, he would put up with the one-hour-and-a-half shows and would marvel at the fact that Champ would acknowledge our presence and take the time to talk to us afterwards. Later on he decided he liked all the songs in Above, Over and Beyond (AOB is Hale’s third album).

“Ok rin po kayo, Tito ah,” I remember Champ telling him after a gig at 19 East. And I said, “Alam mo bang, kabisado na din niya ang AOB album ninyo? Kasi yun ang lagi niyang pinapatugtog sa kotse.” Champ was delighted. I didn’t tell him we have four copies of the CD.

Pao is another story. The first time I saw him play the drums, I was astounded. Of course, Omnie was also a great drummer, but Pao was something else. Ang galing, ibang klase ang energy. “Nag-Cobra ka yata,” I told him after a show in Pavilion Mall. His chemistry with Champ on stage was also evident.

I bumped into Roll and Sheldon at the Festival Mall on two separate occasions. It was a day or two after Shel’s birthday and he seemed to be pleasantly surprised when I greeted him. On the other hand, Roll must have thought I was weird since what I asked was, “How’s Champ?” instead of asking him how he was.

Why Hale, one would ask.

Their songs, for me, have the best and most meaningful codas I have ever heard. While “The Day You Said Goodnight” is indisputably the most popular, the lyrics of Broken Sonnet (But still I see the tears from your eyes Maybe I'm just not the one for you), The Ballad Of (There are 8 billion people in this world 8 billions live are changing and you're the one I need), and Shooting Star (You're walking away I'll be seeing you through a satellite If you go Then I'm walking away) are the most poignant.

Their songs make me feel younger.

And I guess
This is love
That I feel
And I’m falling for you
You’re the song
In my head
And it feels
That I’m falling for you
(This is A Happy Song)

Ihataw natin
Hindi tayo hihinto
Lahat ay maligalig
Hindi mapapagod
(Kalesa)

Believe it or not, these songs are able to relax me. Whenever I am sleepy, stressed out or tired, I just play the songs in my mobile phone and everything becomes serene.

My favorite videos are Kung Wala Ka, Shooting Star, and yes, Magkaibang Mundo (their final video). As they say, save the best for last.

Whenever we wouldn’t make it to a gig (on a weekday, too late, too far, etc.), I took it hard. The last gig Cae and I went to was the one in Southville, Biñan last April.

The disbanding drew mixed reaction from Halers. Of course, it was inevitable.

All of us were sad.
Being a supporter for 6years, it’s really hard for me to accept that the band who
done (sic) a big changed (sic) in my life will be gone for good…

d ko parin tlga mtanggap n wala ng hale... buong gabi ako umiyak dahil sa
balitang yun. naging part n ng buhay ko ang hale. super nice nla eh... sobrang
mamamiss ko sila. :(

Some got mad and felt betrayed.
Bakit ganun lang ang pag-announce niyo ng paghihiwalay ng banda? Press Release? Seriously?!!! After following you for so many years, ganun-ganun lang? It's like being in a relationship for 7 years and all you give me is a text message saying, "We're over". Where's the love?

are realy HALE disbanding?!?!?!?!
wat come on!!! no fair !!!!! i didnt even got the chance to see you live!!!! no
f*****g fair!!!!! u guys and ur music are the ones that actualy got me to
realise some serious stuff about life!!! its realy no fair!!!! ever since i
found out about you guyz i always wanted of coming back to philippines just to
see u live!! its no fair! no fair!!!

Some decided to be understanding and forgiving.
Maybe we should also consider what is the reason behind why they were able to come up with their decision (sic). It's sad, but we cannot still impose what we want them to do, they are also individuals like us.

Some are still puzzled and are in denial.
Walang malinaw na explanation.
Walang proper goodbye.

Some are clueless.
totoo ba?? magdidisband na ang hale????? waaahh!!!

As I was telling all these to Alex during a trip to Mauban, Quezon (during which I brought with me all four albums of Hale to keep us company during the three-hour drive), he asked me, “Ikaw, anong feeling mo?”

Honestly, I said I felt it was coming when Champ decided he’d try showbiz. Although I was hoping for a major concert, another album, and mall tours, I thought this was kind of a graceful exit, quitting while they were ahead, instead of coming up with albums full of cover songs. Or just fading away, unnoticed.

As one of their songs goes:
I hope you understand
We need to take a bow
We're done the curtains must come down
(The End)

Yes, it was too soon. And to me, all feelings (expressed by the Halers) were valid, even anger and betrayal. Perhaps, we loved them too much. But because we loved them too much, we will give in…and let go.

It's too soon
For you to go
Away from us
Where are you going
When will I see you again…
Please don't worry
We're all doing fine
Taking it nice and slow
We are so proud of you
(Requiem)

We understand
It’s time to go home. Let’s call it a day
(Toll Gate)

But hey,
Tuloy ang awit sa ilalim ng tala
(Magkaibang Mundo)

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXIV

It's just a matter of time, I know the writing bug will bite my little boy.

Using his Ate Cae's spoiled yellow pad, he writes his stories and what-have-yous for the day.

I was laughing so hard at his yesterday's entry:

I am listening to my teacher.

I am kissing Ate Cae.

I blessed (sic) to my lolas.

We went to Mightee Mart and both (sic) milk.

We went to Family Care Hospital and answered to the doctor.

When I grow up

I will go to America

I will will (sic) work there

And become reach (rich).

Hale is no more | Manila Bulletin

http://www.mb.com.ph/articles/271087/hale-no-more
The day you said goodnight...

Home(work) alone

Caehl is catching up on two-days worth of homework due to sore eyes. But that's ok. It's easier to supervise when the child already knows how to read. He can do his homework alone.

‪Caehl does his homework‬‎

Caehl is catching up on two-days worth of homework due to sore eyes. But that's ok. It's easier to supervise when the child already knows how to read. He can do his homework alone.

Sore eyes

Sore eyes alert!

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXIII

One Saturday morning, I was telling Caehl, "We'll take a bath na because we will go to the grocery."

In his usual fill-in-the-blanks and what-happens-next drill, he asked, "What (will) happen if we don't (go to the) grocery?"

"We don't have food."

"What (will) happen if we don't have food?" Please bear with us.

"We will get hungry, our tummies will be painful. If we don't eat, we will be dead." O yan, morbid na.

"What (will) happen to the dead?"

"The people will put the dead inside a box."

"Then?" Pasensiya na po, tabi-tabi lang sa mga bagong namatayan. Condolence po.

"They will dig up a hole in the ground, and they will put the box there. They will cover the hole with soil," I said.

Caehl thought for a while, then decided, "Mommy, let's go buy food."

Hale - Magkaibang Mundo

Saved the best for last indeed.

Thank you, Hale, for the music.

We will miss you...

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXII

I wasn't aware that Caehl had an assignment from his dad.

When Alex got home that night, he asked Caehl if he already knew who the faces are in Mount Rushmore.

Caehl recited, "George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Abraham Lincoln."

"Ano daw?" Cae asked.

"Mount Rushmore," Alex said.

I remembered this assignment one Saturday night and asked Caehl. "Caehl, how did you know who the people are in Mount Rushmore?"

"Research," he replied. "I researched."

"How do you do that?" I asked.

"In Almanac 2009," he told me. "If I couldn't find it there, I type the question in Google."

"Ah sa Almanac ba," I said. "I will check it out nga tomorrow."

As soon as I got up the following day, Caehl reminded me, "O Mommy, look for my Almanac 2009 na."

There it was, on page 41 - Mount Rushmore.

A tip to you out there, if you couldn't find it in the Almanac, you type the question in Google ha?

Google it, just a little bit...I say you Google it, just a little bit...

Mommy's wish

One afternoon, while on our way home, Alex and I saw some Colegio San Agustin boys riding a tricycle.

"Ang simple lang nun noh?" Alex remarked. "Dati, naka-tricycle lang si Cae."

"At ayaw pa nating payagan sumakay ng tricycle mag-isa," I said.

Now, not only does she take the bus by herself but she has learned to ride the train and LRT as well. Na hindi namin tinuruan.


I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,

But more than anything, more than anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.

from MY WISH, RASCAL FLATTS

Chicken Macaroni Salad for Lunch

Ingredients:
600 gms elbow macaroni
shredded chicken breast
mayonnaise
1 pouch pineapple tidbits, drained
1 pack Nestle Cream
1 pc onion, finely chopped
diced cheese
1/2 cup raisins
salt and pepper to taste

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XXI

Last night, when power was restored, Caehl said:   "Thank you po Lord for the electricity."   Wow, ok ah.   "Thank you po for paying Meralco."   Mas ok. :p

Bashing Basyang

Around 1AM of July 14, I woke up to the sound of the howling wind. I was afraid the wind would tear our roof.

 

The lights flickered, and then it finally went out. Sh*t, brownout.

 

Alex was still up, checking out the dining room for leaks. “Unplug the refrigerator,” I told him. “Please prepare the rechargeable light, too. “

 

I took out a flashlight, some candles and matches. Then I remembered one more thing – water. I wasn’t sure if the power would be restored by daytime so we would have to fill up our containers.  As I was doing so, I heard Caehl talking to his dad. “Patay, nagising,” I thought.

 

As I went back to bed, I was still uneasy.

 

“What’s that?” Caehl said.

 

“The wind is blowing hard,” I said.

 

“Why?” he asked.

 

“May bagyo,” I replied.

 

“Ay, parang Baguio City in Benguet,” he said, laughing.

 

Then we fell silent, listening to the ugly and frightening sound.

 

I found it hard to sleep again. I was praying hard, over and over. “Please keep us safe, Lord. Keep us safe.”

 

Caehl was also still awake, pulling me close to him. “Mommy, beside Caehl,” he said. “Tell Daddy to turn off the flashlight.”

 

At least, it was cool enough not to wish for an electric fan. Luckily, Caehl is used to sleeping with the lights out, so he wasn’t bothered by the dark. I was worried the mosquitoes might attack anytime, so I put on some lotion on our legs and arms. I was also thinking of Cae in the other room. But if I would get up, Caehl would be roused even more, so I just hoped and prayed the darn mosquitoes would spare her.

 

The sound of the wind reminded me of Typhoon Milenyo (Typhoon Xangsane) in 2006 which produced strong winds and rainfall, downing power lines and causing mudflows in the Philippines. “Don’t let it be the same, Lord, please.”

 

Then it was time to get ready for work. “May pasok kaya?” I turned on the radio, and over at Super Radyo DZBB, DepEd announced the suspension of pre-school, elementary and high school classes in NCR and Region IV-A. Then, another report came. Yes, wala ding pasok ang UST. Alex was relieved. My niece wanted to know if they have classes and I told her, wala. I also texted her mom just in case they didn’t hear the announcement. I received texts from my brother and two kumares asking how we were.

 

On my way to the office, we shook our heads at the sight of fallen branches and leaves littering the streets. There was a slight commotion near the Southwoods exit. Turned out the southbound lane was flooded. The northbound lane was clear, though. In Filinvest, a traffic light post appeared to be damaged. Later, I learned that the glass doors of a bank in our building got smashed and the roof of our mini sports house was torn.

 

The weather seems to be fine now, although there is still no power and no water in our area. In spite of these inconveniences, I am comforted by the thought that we are safe and people cared to ask about us.

 

Goodbye, Basyang.

My Little Big Boy

Mommy just wanted to take some pics of Caehl with his green piggy bank.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XX

Last night, as Caehl and I were about to sleep, Cae tiptoed into our room and asked me softly, "Ma, meron ba tayong family picture?"

Before I could answer, the little boy said to his Ate, "In my N6," referring to his Notebook 6.

True enough, they had a previous homework requiring them to paste (our) family picture in their N6.

Ate's little helper :p Matutulog na lang, sharp pa.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XIX

Just this morning, Caehl and I were looking at the US map.

What's the biggest state? He replied, "Texas. The next are California and Alaska."

Ok. What's the smallest? "Rhode Island, then Delaware."

I went on, "California - Mama Baybee lives there. Where is Idaho - Ate Cae's Ninang Ela lives there."

So where do you want to go, Caehl? He said, "Wala."

Wala?

"Ay, sa house na lang," he replied.

Akala pala niya, ngayon kami pupunta. LOL.

My Kani Salad

After nibbling on crab sticks one night, Cae and I thought of making our own version of kani salad.

* 2 pcs of cucumber, shredded into strips
* Kani sticks (Crab sticks), shredded
* 1 ripe mango, shredded
* Japanese mayonnaise - wasn't able to buy one so I just used good old Lady's Choice mayo
* lettuce

Maybe I overdid it with the greens, but what the heck, I love lettuce.

Served it with white spaghetti. Cae and I had a hearty dinner.

To Love Again

AKO'Y ISANG TOMASINO
by Gerardo M. de Leon
Vocal: Sam Velarde
Piano: Darryl Paloay

Verse 1
Nalagpasan mo ang mga pagsubok
Di mabilang na mga bagyo
Kahit ilang baha man ang danasin
Kasaysayan mo'y hindi kayang anurin

Verse 2
Ang 'yong sahig, dingding, mga pintuan
Saksi sa yong dakilang nakaraan
Tinamnan ng tama puso't isipan
Mga bayaning sa silong mo ay nanahan

Chorus
Nag-iisa ka lang
Pinagpalang Pamantasan
Apat na siglo nang nagtuturo
sa kabataan
Pagmamahal sa Diyos,
Karunungang may dangal
Ako'y nagagalak matawag na
Isang Tomasino!

Verse 3
Ang ngalan mo'y hindi nadudungisan
Ilan mang siglo pa ang magdaan
Dahil ika'y Kanyang iniingatan
Tunay kang binasbasang paaralan

Chorus
Nag-iisa ka lang
Pinagpalang Pamantasan
Apat na siglo nang nagtuturo
sa kabataan
Pagmamahal sa Diyos,
Karunungang may dangal
Ako'y nagagalak matawag na
Isang Tomasino!

Coda
Nagsisilbi sa kapwa
Naglilingkod sa bayan
Nagmamahal sa Diyos
May karunungan, may dangal
Ako'y nagagalak
Ako'y isang Tomasino!


Just this afternoon, I attended the orientation for Freshmen Travel Management students and parents of UST-CTHM. I actually went out of my way to be there. I was telling Alex, “May makakapunta kaya dito?” as it was held on a weekday and at one o’ clock in the afternoon.

Surprisingly the auditorium was jam-packed. I couldn’t help but burst with pride when Rev. Fr. Romulo Rodriguez O.P., JCD, the Regent, asked if anyone of us graduated from UST. I think there were only 3 or 4 of us who stood up. Even though it was a different college, it still felt like a homecoming to me. Most of the administrators and faculty members were Thomasians like me.

Never mind if it was a two-hour trip from San Pedro. I was glad to be there. When they played the UST Quadricentennial Song and the UST Hymn one after the other, I was almost teary-eyed. As I introduced myself to the College Secretary, Atty. Gezzez Giezi G. Granado (a UST BS Tourism graduate who claims he initially wanted to be a flight attendant but took up Law instead) and to Mr. Fredeswindo Medina, the Chairperson of the Travel Management Program, I told them, “Nabubuhay po ang Thomasian spirit ko.”

No eklavu, no chorva. It is true. On our way home, I was happily narrating to Alex the almost-four hour experience inside the Albertus Magnus Bldg. (that’s Educ building to the “older” Thomasians) auditorium. Now I understand why some parents prefer to enroll their children to their alma mater. It’s really like coming home, walang mapagsidlan ng tuwa, pagmamalaki, at pagmamahal. Lalo na siguro kung nag-AB si Cae.

Napakasarap maging Tomasino. I love you USTe.

Sex (education) and the Country

On my way home this evening, aboard a van, I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation going on between two girls in front of me. They were talking about their girl friend who was apparently having sex with her boyfriend.

Snippets of the conversation:

“Sabi ko sa kanya, baka pagsawaan siya, pag nakuha na ang gusto.”

“Baka mamaya, magbuntis siya diyan, kung kelan graduating na tayo.”

“Oo, kanino siya tatakbo? Sa parents niya? Imbes na makatulong siya. Graduating pa naman siya.”

“Mamaya, iwan na lang siya. On and off pa naman sila.”

“Kung mahal siya ni Jed, respeto na lang. Kung ayaw niyang magpa-ano, hindi siya pipilitin.“

 
And they went on and on and on for the entire 15-minute trip. As soon as I boarded the van until I got off, they had the same topic. Poor girl friend, her ears must have been itching or ringing all the time.

On one hand, I admire how at their age (20s) they would have wanted their girl friend to respect herself and her body, preserve her virginity, keep her values intact, and make her parents proud.

But on the other, I wasn’t comfortable with their conversation. They were speaking in loud voices and I bet all of us inside the van had no choice but to hear everything. The guy beside me had to put on earphones, turning up the volume.

It’s not like I am a prude or something. But there are things one shouldn’t talk about with others listening in on you. There are things you have to discuss in a huddle, you know what I mean.
 
This reminds me of the latest research I did on a current controversial topic – the integration of sex education in the basic curriculum of public and private elementary and high schools, and the deferment of its implementation.

In an episode of Q-TV 11’s “Tonight with Arnold Clavio”, guest and outgoing DepEd secretary Mona Valisno insisted that for the longest time, (the reproductive system/cycle, parts of the body) has already been integrated in subjects/courses such as Biology.

She didn’t mention it but I remember puberty and proper hygiene being discussed in Home Economics or Practical Arts as well.

According to Bishop Oscar Cruz of the Catholic Bishops’ Conference of the Philippines (CBCP), parents should be the ones to teach their children, not the school. He said, though, that most parents feel awkward to do it, do not know how (to teach it), or have no time (to teach it).

Dr. Margie Holmes said, “You learn it as your age will allow. It should be taught both in home and school, both by parents and teachers.”

In his PDI column http://opinion.inquirer.net/inquireropinion/columns/view/20100623-277236/The-education-not-the-sex, Conrado de Quiros poses this question: Who would you rather the kids turn to to know about the birds and the bees?

“The point of sex education is the education, not the sex,” he wrote.

Going back to the two girls…If that was my daughter with a friend, I would have asked her to talk about it in private – not in a public vehicle – if they can help it.

I myself have no qualms talking about the same subject with my own friend, but in an appropriate venue – yes, at the right time and in the right place.

Weeks ago, when my four-year old son asked what condom is for, I could have answered him in a way that is apt for his age. In fact, Dr. Holmes suggests that when kids ask where they come from, you could say, “Mommy and Daddy love each other, and from that love, you were born,” or something to this effect.

But for me at that time, I felt that my son and I are not yet ready for that. When the right time comes, you just know. I know.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XVIII

After the 6am mass, my parents would always drop by our house (which is just across the village church) before going home. Last Sunday morning, my father had his dose of Whatchama-CAEHL-it.

He asked Caehl, "What is the capital of Ohio?"

Columbus, answered the little boy.

"What is the capital of California?"

Sacramento.

Then he shifted to Philippine geography, "What is the capital of Abra?"

Bangued.

Papa was speechless.

Akala niya ha.

A Tale with Two Presidents

My color is definitely not yellow. But I had a short but delightful time with our two yellow Presidents last Sunday afternoon.

During my nap, I dreamed that I was aboard a van, seating in front of no less than President Noynoy and yes, President Cory.

Noynoy was in a black shirt (with a yellow Philippine map) and jeans, while Pres. Cory was in her usual yellow dress.

He was sporting a new haircut and to me, he looked handsome that time. I teased him, “Naku, makakabola pa kayo niyan, Sir, ah.”

His mom laughed.

I'm not sure if it was Times Street but we were dropping them off. Of course, I made sure that they got off all right. I was about to re-join the van driver when I realized I haven’t said goodbye to Pres. Cory.

I went back and before the lady guard could ask what I was doing, I said, “Magpapaalam lang ako kay Ma’am.”

Pres. Cory looked at me as though she was seeing me the first time. She didn’t recognize me, I thought sadly. Then she said, “Ipinagmamalaki ka namin.”

As to what it meant, I don’t know.

I'm still puzzled up to now.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XVII

Upon hearing raves about Human Heart Nature's Sunflower Seed Beauty Oil, I ordered one from my officemate Maricel.

Since the product promises to minimize dark circles under the eyes, remove fine lines and smooth out wrinkles; and is perfect for stretch mark prevention, I wanted to try it last night on Caehl's insect bites, thinking that the oil might help reduce the swelling or skin darkening.

"Where's your pantal?" I asked, as we were preparing to go to bed.

He got up and asked, "What's that, Mommy?"

"It's an oil," I replied.

"Where's your pantal?" I repeated. But before I could put some on his arm, he said, "I want to read it first, Mommy."

So I turned on the light and gave the bottle to him.

After reading the bottle label and instructions, dun lang pumayag.

(For more of Human Heart Nature products, please visit http://www.humanheartnature.com/main.html)

Cae's 1st Day

My little Thomasian in her Travel Management uniform (UST-CTHM)

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XVI

Last night, before succumbing to the call of Dreamland, Caehl and I played some brain teasers.

"I'm thinking of something" is what he does with his speech therapist Teacher Agnes. You describe a person, place or thing and the other would guess what it is.

We did that, plus "What is the shape...", "Who is the community helper...", "Where do you go (to pray, to buy books, to which he replied, 'National Bookstore')."

When I ran out of questions, he suggested, "Mommy, what about "What is the state..."

"Go ahead," I said.

"What is the state with the golden seal?" he asked.

I pretended to cry, "I don't know."

"Why is mommy crying?" he asked. "It's North Dakota."

"What is the state with the brown bear?" he asked.

"OMG, I don't know," I said.

"It's California," he said.

"What is the state with many stars?" Answer: Alaska

Later I found out he was describing the state flags.

Turns out my brain teasers were a no-brainer compared to his.

Whatchama-CAEHL-it XV

Last night, while we were watching a replay of Glee's finale episode over at ETC, a TVC of Frenzy condoms was shown. After the TVC, Caehl suddenly asked, "Frenzy is for...?"

I nervously called out to Cae who was in front of me, "Ate?"

Cae didn't know if she would giggle or what. "Si Caehl talaga."

"It's for adults," I finally told him.

"Because...?" he asked again.

"Because it's not for kids."

He still was not satisfied.

I went to the library to tell Alex. He was shaking his head and smiling at the same time.

When I went back to the living room, Caehl was asking the same question to his nanny.

"May pang-Whatchama-CAEHL-it ka na naman," I said.

Here's the link to said TVC http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xUr4OrzoIQE

Mothers' Day Gift on Fathers' Day

For the longest time, I wanted to have a microwave oven. Yeah I know, most households have one. But mine doesn't. Every time we would have some spare money to buy one, another necessary and more important expense would come along. So I was like, "Ok lang."

Over the weekend, I was thrilled that Alex finally bought me one. But wait, I was the one who was supposed to give him a gift, considering it was Fathers' Day. Don't remind him, I think he hasn't realized it - yet.

Thanks, Dadi!