I have been battling about putting spaces or line breaks between paragraphs here bUT grrrr it isn’t working. now, i don’t want to post here anymore. see my last post? how chaotic is that? hope wordpress can resolve this issue…i’m seriously wanting to create another blog huhu
Among the many things that came new to me when I migrated here in NZ is the food. Although, I still go to the Asian store(s) to buy stuff that will satisfy my Pinoy taste, there are NZ foods that I came to like/love too. Here are they:
Kiwi fruit
Who wouldn’t like to eat the Kiwi fruit? I love the green ones (kinda sour) better than the golden ones (sweet) though. The latter tastes like Philippine chico which I don’t like.
Feijoa
This has a similar taste and look as guava but better. I like our guavas back home but I just don’t like the tiny-winy hard seeds that aren’t friendly to my teeth. Feijoas are softer in texture so it’s perfect for me. Love them heaps!
Strawberries (and the picking too):
I have had a taste of strawberries before back in PI and I didn’t really like it that much. Baguio/Bukidnon strawberries are kinda sour. Strawberries here are big and sweet! Oh, I love NZ stawberries…and not to mention the smell hmmmm…yummy!
Pink Salmon
We can’t have a week without this. Never mind the price; it has the healthy and hearty benefits anyway. You can opt to buy just the head and have your tinola/sinigang, that would be affordable.
Red Snapper
This is a common catch if you go fishing here in NZ but it’s somewhat expensive if you buy it through a fishmonger. Still, it’s worth it! You can bake, fry or whatever you feel like doing to the fish, it’s all gooooddd!
NZ beef
Of course! NZ is known for its countless healthy cows. They don’t just produce cheap and truly “fresh” milk, they also make tender and juicy beef. No need for a pressure cooker and say goodbye to that odd smell of beef. Yes, NZ has premium quality of beef meat! Two thumbs up for bistik (steak) and pochero (stew) lovers like me!
Yet, my fondness for lechon, talangka, bagoong, lapu-lapu fish, tuna panga, sweet mangoes and countless mouth-watering Pinoy foods is incomparable! Lami-a gyud (certainly delectable)!!!
Have you tried reading an article or story that after a paragraph, you just realize that you don’t get it? And then you read it again but it seems that your mind isn’t working? When you give directions and you say right while your hand points to the left or vice versa? Ever confused “before” and “after”? Missed to see misspellings or grammatical errors after a couple of proofreading? Misread words? Sometimes, you can’t seem to multiply numbers automatically? (what’s the use of calculators anyway hehe)
I’m totally GUILTY of all of the above. If you can’t empathize with me then you must be superior/gifted. Good on you mate! But for those who know what I’m talking about, don’t worry! We’re normal!
Good news for us: we’re not really stupid. Language is just NOT a natural process like eating and sleeping. We need to LEARN to count, talk, write, read and consequently understand…and the learning doesn’t really stop when we finish elementary, highschool or college. As long as these errors doesn’t disturb you to function normally (like passing your course), it’s not something to be alarmed about.
If it does affect you big time, then you might have learning difficulties. Nevertheless, don’t despair; you can learn to cope up with the problem by learning some techniques/strategies…I’m writing about this because a lot of people aren’t aware of the disability yet and as an advocate, I’m kind of bound to give information about it in my own little way.
Back in PI, I happened to work as a Resource Teacher for kids with specific literacy needs especially for remedial reading/writing. No maths please, I need remediation on that too LOL. Yes, you probably have heard of the word “dyslexia”. You can even hear it from an 80’s song “Dyslexic Heart” – well, figuratively used though.
In a nutshell, dyslexia is a learning disability characterized by problems with reading, spelling, writing, speaking, or listening. The condition has nothing to do with a person’s intelligence. In fact, you should have at least an average IQ before you can be considered to have the problem. Many are even very intelligent but have serious troubles in:
There is indeed a discrepancy between their IQ and achievement.
To reiterate, people with dyslexia are NOT dim-witted. They just think differently and can see things in a different and unique perspective. To some extent, this may even be a gift or advantage. Some famous people with dyslexia include Leonardo da Vinci, Albert Einstein, Walt Disney, Thomas Edison, John F. Kennedy, Tom Cruise…the list can go on.
So, don’t be too judgmental about anyone who has a disability because you’ll never know; he/she may discover or contribute something extraordinary to our society; or even if he/she cannot do something phenomenal, he/she has the same rights as everybody else - especially to live in this world without discrimination.
Only the brave dare look upon the gray-
upon the things which cannot be explained easily,
upon the things which often engender mistakes,
upon the things whose cause cannot be understood,
upon the things we must accept and live with.
And therefore only the brave dare look upon difference without flinching.
~Richard H. Hungerford
Are you brave enough?????
At 5, I wished I could let the time fly so I can go to school and own a cute bag, nice notebooks and pencils.
At 10, I wished I could let the time fly so I can be in high school and enjoy parties like my older sisters.
At 15, I wished I could let the time fly so I can be in college and live away from my parents to enter the university…then I can enjoy more independence.
At 18, I was elated to be entitled of more freedom and control of my life. I can do some things without needing my parent’s consent. Yet, I wished I could still let the time fly so I can finish my studies, work and earn money…then I can have total independence.
At 21, I finished a degree, found work and earned money. I achieved total independence indeed.
But as time goes by, I reckoned that independence comes with countless responsibilities – bills to pay, food to eat, career plans and so on. Life became apparently complex…then I began to miss the time when I don’t worry about anything but play.
Now, from time to time, I wish I could go back to be 5 again
Your results:
You are Wonder Woman
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You are a beautiful princess with great strength of character.
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When I see children laughing, screaming and running with boundless energy, I am compelled to remember how fun it is to be a kid. I can still vividly relive the joyous moments when I created paper dolls, playhouse and pretended to be someone – a princess, a mom, a baby, a teacher, a wicked witch or any character I could imagine. Games like black jack (hopscotch), German soccer, shatom, Chinese garter, patentero, bahaw-bahaw and buwan-buwan are some of the popular games we used to play in PI. Petty/nonsense arguments, teasing and name-calling with playmates also made the memory funnier…By and large, my childhood was happy. 
Below is a simple poem I made; dedicated to all the children in the world. May every kid enjoy his/her childhood for it passes only once.
I got this from a friend and I thought I should post it for it is a MUST READ for all women. These are all quoted from Oprah:
If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then heck no, you can’t “be friends”. A friend wouldn’t mistreat a friend. [yeah!]
Avoid men who’ve got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn’t marry them when he got them pregnant, why would he treat you any differently? [exactly!]
Don’t stay because you think “it will get better.” You’ll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better. [so cut your losses and move on girl!]
The only person you can control in a relationship is you. [yup!]
You cannot change a man’s behaviour. Change comes from within.
Don’t EVER make him feel he is more important than you are… even if he has more education or in a better job.
Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man, nothing more nothing less. [but of course!]
Never let a man define who you are.
A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you.
Never borrow someone else’s man. If he cheated with you, he’ll cheat on you.
You should never look for someone to COMPLETE you… a relationship consists of two WHOLE individuals…look for someone complimentary… not supplementary.
Dating is fun… even if he doesn’t turn out to be Mr. Right.
Make him miss you sometimes…when a man always know where you are, and you’re always readily available to him - he takes it for granted.
You need time to heal between relationships… There is nothing cute about baggage… deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship. [amen!]
If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. [True!]
If he doesn’t want you, nothing can make him stay. [so don't grovel, girl. keep your dignity!]
Stop making excuses for a man and his behaviour. [right on!]
Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache. [so true!]
Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that’s not meant to be.
Slower is better. [why do some guys pressure you into making a permanent commitment?]
Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you trulyhappy.
Don’t settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. [the nerve...]
Always have your own set of friends separate from his.
Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you.
If something bothers you, speak up.
Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later. [so true!]
All men are NOT dogs. [True. Thank God for the few decent guys on earth!]
You should not be the one doing all the bending… compromise is two way street.
Never co-sign for a man. [yeah, better be safe than sorry]
Don’t fully commit to a man who doesn’t give you everything that you need. [heck, what do you need him for?]
Keep him in your radar but get to know others.
Never move into his mother’s house. [yikes! no two queens in the house please!]
This is one of the many days when I dread waking up in the morning. All my life, this has been a problem of mine. Yes, I have been a sleepyhead – a bad habit which I wished to eradicate but up to now, I am still struggling for it to get out of my system. I wish I could just turn off a switch and let it go away. I am not pleased with myself when I hustle and consequently skip breakfast so I can go to school/work on time…but then the next day, the cycle just goes on…grrrrrr I always hate myself for that.
I searched the web for “waking up early” (Googling about anything under the sun is my favourite pastime. I discover and learn many things from various people around the globe just by clicking. Isn’t it great?!)…and so I found and got struck by this meme: Waking Up Early. I soooo agree with him when he said:
“Having a purpose is a good start, but this isn’t always enough. I mean, come on, are you really going to get up early to work on some TPS report for work? What I do in addition to having a purpose is to have a reward or other attractive incentive to get up for. It can be anything. I personally look forward to having time to check my emails in the morning, eat breakfast and drink a cup of tea.”
Hmmmm…what an excellent idea! I’ll try to ponder the tips and start tomorrow. Wish me luck!
LOVE is blind – a puzzling phrase I should say. It is said to originate from Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice -“But love is blind and lovers cannot see…”
Can a lover not really see? Did he/she choose not to see? Or can he/she really see “beyond” what is evident?
Well, I have nothing against this phrase when it is used in a “positive” context. An example would be: loving someone despite of his/her disabilities, weaknesses, imperfections and the like. This is something admirable, don’t you agree?
Other than that, I believe the phrase can be equated to idiocy or dependency.
I’ve heard and witnessed many despicable stories like:
These miserable tales may go on and on and it may come from people close to you. Many times, you just get exasperated because you can never give enough counsel to help her/him get out of the situation. You even come to the point when you become your friend’s enemy because you’re against it all. You feel powerless because you are aware that nobody can HELP your friend but herself/himself alone. You are just there to guide but the decision is hers/his.
And so you ask WHY oh WHY this happens??? Even your friend don’t know why he/she can’t stop himself/herself…and ending up with the thought that LOVE defies reasons and that it is BLIND indeed.
Is it really??? I don’t believe so! Perhaps the fear of being alone fuels it all which consequently leads to denial and clinging. One embraces a little light of hope even if it’s a tall tale just to keep his/her partner. Love definitely has very little to do with it for Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the TRUTH (I Corinthians 13:6)…LOVE shouldn’t be hurtful nor destructive. It should bring out the best in you!
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