Wings of blue
Golden beak
Little Bird, Little Bird
Why have you come,
My dear?
To give delight
My troubled heart?
And take away
The aches
Brought by life?
Words pouring
Heart pounding
Little Bird, Little Bird
Do you hear me?
Off you go
My heart is sore
I'm getting tired
Drifting on
As you fly
Please
Bear my mess
Little Bird, Little Bird
I need my rest
Defying the Odds
AS I JOURNEY THROUGH LIFE, STRUGGLES TRY TO TAKE ME DOWN. BUT EACH TIME I FALL, I WILL RISE BACK UP BOLDER, STRONGER, BETTER THAN BEFORE.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Saturday, March 19, 2011
THE WAY IT SHOULD BE
Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school.
- Albert Einstein
Saturday, February 26, 2011
ENGLISH: AS EASY AS 123
Learning English can be as easy as 123 but applying it correctly is as hard as Trigonometry.
Upon receiving a paper containing erroneous sentences from some of our blog posts, I immediately checked if committed some of it. My heart was pounding hard inside my chest! Luckily, after reading the last sentence, I knew none of the 40 errors was mine.
We tackled the sentences one by one; then, I realized that some of it were the same errors students always commit. Though the lesson has been discussed already, we still get it wrong. We know the rules, yet we still make mistakes. It is because we students tend to overlook our sentences, and I admit that I am one of them.
Grammar lessons are taught not only to broaden our knowledge but also to be put into writing. In my opinion, Writing is where we can fully express what we think and feel. And English being the medium of instruction is understood by almost everyone. So in order to be understood well, correct grammar is important.
I am not fluent in writing or speaking english, but there is always a room for improvement. Listening intently, being focused and having the desire to learn and become better are some of the characteristics I need to acquire in order to improve my grammar and writing skills. Reading a lot can be a big help too. it may sound hard and requires real effort, i do believe in the filipino saying that:
"walang imposible sa taong nagsisikap"
Sunday, February 20, 2011
WHERE REAL ACHIEVEMENT IS
Intramurals is an athletic program in which members from different chapters form teams and compete in sporting matches. February 15 was the start of our INTRAMS 2011. Everyone was dressed in their sports attire and the air was filled with contagious enthusiasm.
There were many events to compete in like Mr. and Ms. Intrams, ball games and the most awaited field demonstration. Each section was given a type of dance to perform. It can either be, ballroom, cheer dance or modern dance. Cheer dance was assigned to us. Being last year’s champion (sophomores) in the same field, we were determined to take good care of our previous recognition and win again this time. Practices were scheduled everyday
and even though we had other school activities to take care of, we did not complain.
We all placed our hearts in giving out a good performance and we were not disappointed. All the efforts and going home late paid off. I commend the judges for giving a fair decision. The next days were spent for the ball games, basketball and volleyball. This was where my voice got hoarse because of shouting “GO LEAH! GO JUNIORS!” most of the time. Camaraderie was seen in all of the teams.
They all had their game face on and were focused to bring pride to their section/year. Every match was thrilling to watch.
But like any other ball game, accusations of playing dirty or being cheated was observed. Honestly speaking, I once thought this was true also. But I knew that I was only overpowered by my emotions. I do not have much knowledge about basketball or volleyball so I am not in the position to complain and agree that we were cheated. “If this is bound to happen, then so be it.” I thought.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
DISCRIMINATION: A DISEASE THAT CRIPPLES THE SOCIETY
"If you believe that discrimination exists, it will."
Discrimination can be defined as unfavorable difference in treatment because of prejudice. Physical appearance, disabilities and attitude are some of the reasons why people get discriminated. But in some cases bullying can also be one factor.
Being physically challenged as I mentioned in my first blog post, I myself was a victim of this unfavorable difference in treatment. As a child, I was discriminated at school by some of my classmates, by kids my age, my playmates and when we fight, even by my cousins. They played games they did not want me to join in; they questioned my abilities. For them all I could do was sit and watch. It was so heartbreaking to be treated differently, I was resentful to those people. For me, they were heartless, ugly creatures whose job is to make me feel miserable, but then as time went by, my view on getting discriminated changed. I realized that if I continue to let people step on me, I would never survive in this world. I moved out of my comfort zone and joined quiz bees. One of my classmates said as I remember even said,“Grabe ka! hindi ko alam, marunong ka pala!” I also socialized more; people began to know the other side of me and at last, I gained the respect I always wanted.
Not all people are the same; some are mean while others are just. We cannot change the way they view life, how they relate to people, we cannot just change who they are. The only thing we can do is to stand up for ourselves, and prove all who judged us wrong. By doing so, they would not get the satisfaction they wanted and realize their wrong doings.
Friday, February 4, 2011
BORN TO STAND OUT
Restrained and full of doubts. Ask me how my childhood days were and this would be my response. I know childhood is supposed to be the happiest stage in one’s life because you get what you want, you can fool around without embarrassing yourself, you have no responsibilities and nothing is expected from you. But mine was different, and this is why.
June 11, 1994 I was born. An angel size of a 12oz Coca-Cola soda, premature, placed in an incubator, with a 50/50 chance of survival. The joy brought by my birth suddenly turned into a not-so-pleasant situation. After a 3 week stay in the hospital, I was allowed to go home. But being a premature baby had many cons. I had a weak immune system and was so vulnerable to illnesses. But the worst one was I had Cerebral Palsy a range of disorder that affects the person’s ability to move, maintain balance and posture.
Being physically challenged, I was given nasty names, and became a laughingstock. I did nothing to defend myself. I kept quiet because I did not want any conflicts to arise. No one knew about my struggles. I did not want anyone to know. “A simple smile can hide everything.” I thought.
Instead of fighting back or putting myself down, I did the opposite thing. I excelled in my studies and was given medals and recognition. For the first time in my life I felt proud of myself, and it affected the way I deal with people, present myself and my outlook in life. The people I love were happy, and because of that I knew I was on the right track.
By accepting who I am, I was able to see the brighter side of everything. I may not have the perfect look, perfect family, perfect life but I have things no one else have. I may have been faced with different struggles early in my life, but it made me a better person. I was born to inspire people. I was born to serve as a living testimony, that God breaks you to build you.
Acceptance is not submission; it is acknowledgement of the facts of a situation. Then deciding what you're going to do about it.
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