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Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Now, in their last few appearances--the Palengkera Byutis! Yes, folks, they're back! And they're at it again, doing what they do best: holler at the top of their lungs while their tonsils fly out of their mouths when they are only inches apart. Catch them, folks! It's now or never! Only they can do this...
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
"Do not throw your pearls before swine..."
"Let me love you, my Lord and my God, and see myself as I really am – a pilgrim in this world, a Christian called to respect and love all whose lives I touch, those in authority over me or those under my authority, my friends and my enemies. Help me to conquer anger with gentleness, greed by generosity, apathy by fervor. Help me to forget myself and reach out towards others." (Prayer attributed to Clement XI of Rome)
The Lord truly knows what is going on in every fiber of my body. Yesterday, I was ranting about other people's behaviors and how I am trying very hard not to fight fire with fire because, well, they aren't worth it. Today, the Lord convicts me. And reminds me that no matter what type of people I encounter, I should always look at them as God's children, too.
Maybe God sent them my way so I could practice patience and teach me the value of kind words and what they can do. Maybe God wants me to be aware of my "critical spirit" and help me in giving it up. *Sigh* The Lord truly loves me and firmly but lovingly reprimands me when I do something which does not please Him.
A Roomful of TBs
When we were younger, we used to call loud-mouths TBs. In Tagalog, taga-bundok. Translation: mountain people. See, during the times of our forefathers, the only way for them to communicate with people who live far-far away (translation: kabilang ibayo) was either thru A) smoke signal; B) horn-blowing; or C) by emitting a loud warning cry ala-Tarzan.
Imagine the distance that separated these tribes from one another! Of course, if I lived 7,000 miles away from my nearest neighbor, I would holler too. But what I don't get is, why should someone shout when the person he or she is talking to is just an earshot away? TB!
Also, another thing I don't get is the habit of name calling. Or using codes in order to prevent the person you are talking about from knowing that you are actually talking about him or her. How juvenile! (Ay, baka hindi maintindihan ang meaning ng juvenile. I'll use a smaller word--immature. Or better yet, childish.)
If I were in 4th grade, i would probably be doing the same thing--you know, being boisterous, even crass, or giving nicknames to people my friends and I would be talking about. But if you're 20-something, it could be rather unbecoming to be acting that way.
Finesse--now, that's a word TBs may not have heard of their entire lives. I pray that they go pick up a dictionary and learn what it means. And learn how it is spelled. And maybe use it in a sentence. Hopefully, with much practice, they could even use it for everyday conversation. Who knows?
Good grief! I'm such a sucker for miracles!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Mating Call
It's interesting to note that animals have various ways of calling the attention of the opposite sex. This is what is known as the mating call. I Googled "mating calls of animals" and top of the list is Mingle2 - How Animals Date: The Top 5 Weirdest Mating Call. I would've loved to try listening to the penguin's "fog horn" or see the camel's "tongue whip", but I didn't have the time. Maybe when I'm not busy...
But, on with the story. The reason why I'm blogging about this is because I've been trying to explain why a group of 3 to 4 girls can sound like a gaggle of geese fighting over a single snail. I've seen and heard them everywhere. And I wonder, why in the world would one talk to girl friends who are sitting shoulder to shoulder with you in a voice that is a gazillion decibels higher than an SM demo merchandizer's voice?
And then the words "mating call" flashed before my eyes.
And I realized, these girls are trying to attract guys! That's why they were so noisy! I don't know if I'd pity them for not having experienced being "mated" (translation: having a guy attracted to them, being pursued, dating, having a boyfriend). Or whether I am just being nice by offering an excuse for their inexcusable barbaric behavior.
Whatever the reason is, I gues what I'm trying to do is really keeping myself from coming up to them and punching them in the face. Oh, well. At least I have an excuse not to... for now.
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