Genuine Commitment

Got no time to sour grapes a big salary I don’t receive – it’s not the digits that matter – it’s the dedication alongside with a genuine commitment. At the end of the day, it isn’t the money you earned, but your sincerity is at stake.

Compared to many ESL teachers, they earned big time even though they teach terribly. The shame chills me to the bone.

I’m teaching reading this term to a few students who have been studying English for two years but couldn’t read still. Then magic came in just a week – they can now read a long sentence. 

Blocked!

I had enough giving someone the benefit of the doubt when I knew he was just one big rude. People in my circle can attest how eager I am reaching out each friends – like raring to go. I hope he would truly come to his senses that no matter what alibi he has – it’s just rude to ignore someone despite countless messages. And so I blocked another person tonight.

Once you added somebody on your Facebook account or vice versa – deal with it for this means reconnecting. If you still don’t get it – then get out from this social network.  

   

TODAY AND A DAY BEFORE

Today, few minutes before I got home was another exhausting trip – when I had to bear the same agony from motorbike riding including back pain for long hours at midday. I had been joining the celebration (Bon Darlean or Harvest) for three years in a row. But before we had a blast, was another ride under the heat of the sun – when worry struck me the most left my heart beat so fast – a day before that.

It was a getaway for a grace dependent like me – a treat for the hard work – definitely unordinary weekend I had been anticipating.

Last Night

Suddenly my excitement's gone seeing two familiar people on a motorbike, and not in a car. "What?!" said my resistant instinct. The predictable scenario brought no choice except defiance for safety’s sake. We had to go through a three-hour ride on a long and dusty road under the dusky sky seeing only neon lights from a distance and  of ten-wheeler's that flashed before us.

It was uncomfortable ride worse than in a squeezed in car. Not alone in this situation, I know. Will I take the same ride again? Maybe, but not in city shorts and shirt and crocs. Whew!

Silent

My seemingly noisy world may be hushed for more than a month already – no hot stuff to post on facebook; inconsistent e-mails to send; haven’t been skyped anyone; no prayer concerns to disseminate through sms; no updates to share – definitely my heart and thoughts are with my family and friends – sometimes just needed to isolate myself for my own good.

Being silent doesn’t mean a bad thing – we all need a space to breathe when our place is too tight to live or too deafening to hear or too crazy to bear – this is what seems like at the moment.

Hidden Passion

Singing is without a doubt a God’s given gift. However, it can be learned by non-talents or can be developed by ordinaries into perfection, but nothing beats passion – for even fame fades away – and for every singing voice under heaven needs ardor to keep that gift in place – it’s true.

I was born in a generation when there wasn’t much opportunity to be heard or unravel what has been undiscovered– it didn’t matter. I’ll keep singing still and dream big time. Who knows I’d finally have that spotlight reserved for me. For now all I got is a hidden passion.

Humility

Learning is lasting, but up to you still to see eye to eye with me about this idea. I exist for more than thirty years– almost four decades to count – I’m still learning every single day despite my age. This is what makes my assertion sound.   

People like to learn things including knacks while others keep seeking for nuggets of wisdom – old or new, forever learning. But it also takes humility to learn things when you realized you aren’t getting young any longer – when learning they think are just for youngsters. Indeed, not for my student who is a mother.