Saturday, September 16, 2017



Convo with JJ:

Me: "Hey why are you using a calculator for your math assignments?"
JJ: "I'm done answering the problems myself. Im just checking if the calculator got it correctly."

Thursday, September 7, 2017

tales before bedtime...(this is one of the crazy tales I invented to put JJ to sleep. He would ask me to tell him a story I myself derive from thin air before going to sleep)

                                                              Bakit may buhok sa kilikili? 

Noong unang panahon, nag-iisa pa lang ang tao sa mundo. Ang pangalan nya ay si Deo Durant. Siya ay napakasipag magtrabaho upang pangalagaan ang kalikasan. Nagtatanim sya ng mga puno, nakikipaglaro sa mga hayop, at nakikipaghabulan sa mga isda sa ilog at dagat. Noon ay hindi pa gumagamit  ng damit ang tao dahil makapal pa kanyang buhok sa katawan kayat di niya alintana ang init ng araw at lamig pag gabi. 

Ngunit isang bagay na nagbibigay sa kanya ng kunting pagkabalisa-iyun ay ang malagong buhok sa batok. Ang kanyang buhok sa batok ay nakakapigil sa kanya sa mas malawak na pag alaga ng kanlikasan. Pag pinapasan niya ang mga malalaking puno upang itanim sa ibang lugar, nakikiliti sya dahil sa buhok niya sa batok. Pag gusto niyang alagaan ang mga may karamdamang hayop tulad ng usa at kambing, nakikiliti din ang mga hayop sa kanyang malagong buhok sa batok.  Pag siya ay lumalangoy sa ilog at nakikipag unahan sa mga isda sa dagat, palagi syang nahuhuli dahil napipigilan ang mabilis niyang paglangoy ng kanyang buhok sa batok. Dahil dito siya ay nalungkot at nabalisa. 

Nang minsang nakita niya ang sarili sa isang balong tubig, hiniling nya sa Maykapal na pagbigyan ang nais nyang mawala ang buhok sa batok upang mas lalo nyang mapangalagaan ang kalikasan. Noong ininom nya ang tubig sa balon, siya ay mahimbing na nakatulog. 

Ng sya ay magising, tiningnan uli niya ang sarili sa balon. At sya ay natuwa dahil wala na ang buhok nya sa batok. Ng kanyang itinataas ang dalwang kamay upang magpasalamat sa Maykapal, nakita nya na ang kanyang dalawang kilikili ay may mga buhok. Napagtanto niya na inilipat pala ng Maykapal ang kangyang buhok sa batok sa kilikili. 

Dahil dito, mas masigla na sa pag-aalaga ng kalikasan dahil nawala na ang buhok niya sa batok. 

Saturday, October 15, 2016

Karen left...

Karen the typhoon grazes Sorsogon on her way to Central Luzon. Catanduanes was hammered and bruised. Thank God that we have been spared again. The last direct hit of a typhoon to Sorsogon was Glenda but the effect was relatively less compared to Milenyo. I hope that 2016 will be a banner year for us even though Lawin is threatening us this coming week.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Farewell Christian...

After two weeks of disappearance the body of Christian de los Angeles was found in an isolated creek, already in an advanced state of decomposition. With the confession of one of the suspects, the murder of Christian was due to an unpaid sexual tryst. However, there is no reason enough to justify the killing of any human being.

The bright future of Christian in the Department was suddenly brought to a sudden halt because of unforgivable reasons. I hope that the perpetrators of this senseless crime will be brought to justice the soonest possible time.

Monday, March 7, 2016

life is a haiku 2

weightless. like light
      on a carousel ride...
         still chasing your shadow..

grasping sunlight 
      in concentric flight
       still no sight-of you.



Friday, August 21, 2015

the road not taken...

The Road Not Taken

By Robert Frost
 
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.