Thursday, July 28, 2011

WHY THE DEAD COME BACK NO MORE

Ooops!!!! I kinda liked reading…. Most of us are aware about Greek/Roman myths, and I was pretty much outspoken on how I love “Ramayana” in the most childish way. And it wasn’t even from our country.

I’ve been having numerous favorite articles around my sites, but most of them are foreign articles so here are some of our local writings that I got from the books I have at home.

In my childhood years, I was so amazed by the stories that I read.

In my schooling years, I never appreciated “reading” the way I do today.

I bought books because they served as reference for my subjects’ way back in high school and college days.

So glad that I still have some of those literature books.

Plagiarism is a crime…

Sharing is a virtue…

Sue me if you want but I’ll go for the latter.

I used to go looking out for reference around the net during my college days… but sadly most of the subjects in my curriculum are printed.

PRECOLONIAL LITERATURE

(FOLK LITERATURE)

Oral Tradition

Folklore comprises a rich treasure of ideas, ideals, beliefs and sentiments transmitted from generation to another by word of mouth. Folklore literally means “lore” or knowledge of the “folk” or people. In original form, it referred chiefly to oral knowledge preserved among the illiterate masses elsewhere or the oral literature of all people whether they are written knowledge or not.

The early Filipinos had both oral and written literature. Fortunately, their oral literature has been preserved through centuries as priceless heritage of the Filipino people. This ethnic literature may be classified into three groups: folk narratives, folk speech and folk songs.

FOLK NARRATIVES

MYTHS are prose narratives explaining how the world and people came to be in their form. According to William Bascom (1965), myths in the society in which they are told, are considered to be truthful accounts of what happened in the remote past. They are taught to be believed; and can be cited as authority in answer to ignorance and doubt. They are often associated with beings, their love affairs, their family relationships, their friendships, enmities, their victories and defeats…

Myths were the first tools man used to define his world, explain his feelings, and make his judgments. It was through myth that our ancestors explain the environment, long before the scientific knowledge and knowledge and explanation of natural phenomena.

Known as alamat in Tagalog, myths like legends explain the origin of things.

ORIGIN MYTHS

The problem of explaining the origin of the surrounding world has always been the object of interest of prehistoric Filipinos. They present certain theories and phenomena to explain the creation of the world, of people, of land and water, features, of plants and animals.

Loarca (1582) presented a myth about the creation of the first man and woman in the archipelago. Here it goes.

The First Man and Woman

(Yligueynes)

But what is a woman? Only one of nature’s agreeable blunders.

Hannah Cowley

The god Captan planted a reed. When the reed grew, it broke into two sections. The first section became the first man. The other became the first woman. The man was called Sicalac and the woman was named Sicavay.

One day Sicalac wanted to marry Sicavay, for there were no other people in the world. She refused and said, “We are brother and sister. We came from the same reed, with only one knot between us.”

WHY THE DEAD COME BACK NO MORE

Because Sicalac and Sicavay were created by the supreme god, Captan, they were given immortal lives. They had children, and their children had their own children.

Pandaguan who was fond of fishing invented the first fishing net. The first time he used it, he caught a shark and brought it ashore, thinking it would not die. But the shark died and Pandaguan mourned and wept aloud.

Captan heard Pandaguan’s cries and sent flies and the weevil to see who the dead one was. When he learned about the shark’s death, he was very angry and killed Pandaguan with a thunderbolt. Pandaguan remained in the infernal regions for thirty days, after which Captan took pity upon him and returned him back to the world.

Now it so happened that while Pandaguan was dead, Lubluban, his wife, lived with a man named Maracoyrun; and this, people said was the first case of concubinage or adultery on earth.

When Pandaguan returned, he did not find his wife at home. He invited some friends and they feasted on a stolen pig. This was the first case of theft in the world.

After the celebration, Pandaguan began to look for his wife. He sent his son, Anoranor to bring her home. But Lubluban refused to go home, believing that the dead could not possibly return to the world.

Pandaguan was angry. In his jealousy, he decided to go back to the infernal regions. Since then all those who dies cannot return to life.

---Philippine Literature, A Regional Approach

Delia C. Enriquez

Awe, before I get distracted hehehe…I’ll always be wishing you a happy lifetime of the very best in music, love, hope, inspiration, friendship and faith...Do what you love to do...Do what makes you happy...Never ever let anybody or anything pull you down...Have fun. Enjoy life...live your life to the fullest...Live your dreams...Never stop believing!!!! Yihee!! Cheers for the love of life :) whoot whoot!!! Who wants to join the ride???

Hugs!!!!

Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)

If this is tantamount to blogging…

Gee honestly, I was not really into blogging. I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.

And I have a great fear on the quote: “Idle hands are the devil’s playground”. He had me once…and I’ve been a real bad girl…if you want to ask for anything…except money… (I don’t have spare hehehe) and don’t go asking for my hand…. I won’t be able to type. hahahahha

Channel 25 said… The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.

But sometimes I don’t put that in practice. Because there is something in me that definitely know the answers to my own questions. I better keep my mouth shut. And do the nod nod!!! And have that big grin!!! Wihee!!!

Just a thought: There is always a way to be honest without being brutal. If ever that you find anything wrong like sheen on my nose, grammatical errors or anything… “TELL IT TO ME “DIRECTLY” J

If you don’t have an account in this site you can send your mail to

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Answers to your inquiry are free of charge. I’m a natural blah blah. Hahahahahahaha

Do place “Hi chryss, just a question” as subject so that I can attend to your message.

Chill out, Relax, Sit back and enjoy life to the fullest.

Your secrets are safe with me. #harharhar

If you want to be a singer, practice singing.

If your mind is telling you to do something bad…

Remember what Pinnochio said… Let your conscience be your guide.

And if ever that you got yourself in choosing between two evils, choose the lesser one.

If you want to write, feed your mind.

But when it comes to scribing your feelings, let your heart be your guide.

If you don’t see me online around here, probably I’m in my youtube page…

www.youtube.com/user/chryssanthemum

-or most probably, i’m on my 3^rd twitter account… posting random thoughts.

www.twitter.com/chryssanthemum

-or maybe blippin’

www.blip.fm/chryssanthemum

-and if my online time permits, I’m stumblin’

http://www.stumbleupon.com/stumber/chryssanthemum

-and all my other online presence can be viewed at

http://about.me/chryssanthemum

-those online accounts are products of boredom.

Cheers for the love of life!!!

Sunday, June 26, 2011

@NewsOnLaurenS Twitter Feed: Will you become an Official Find Lauren Search Org...

@NewsOnLaurenS Twitter Feed: Will you become an Official Find Lauren Search Org...: "The Spierer family needs your help more than ever now . The search cannot go quiet and now we are asking you to take on a serious role..."

Thursday, May 26, 2011

If you could be on one TV show which one would it be?

something about cooking tofu...

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If you had to cook dinner for someone tonight, what would you make?

tofu, fried tofu... sauteed tofu.... tofu tofu tofu!!!!

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What's the best gift you've ever given?

advice to have a life...

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If you could have an endless supply of any food, what would you get?

tofu!!!

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What do you think is the best way to defeat terrorism?

WORLD PEACE.. spread the lllooovvvveee... yeah

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What's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?

ahihihih.. something yummy.. mine to keep...hahahah

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If you were offered the job of U.S. president would you take the job?

I've got 99 problems... sometimes more... being the president of the U.S... is just like having 10,000 x a million headache.... i'd rather choose to be his wifey.. harharhar

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Who inspires you the most?

who?? replace it with "what"... music...

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Who would win in a fight: pirates or ninjas?

ninjas...

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What's the origin of your name?

My real name??? light... imagine.. it means light... CHRYSSANTHEMUM came from the name of a flower...

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What did you dream about last night?

Sadako, i always have her in my dreams niyahahaha

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If you had to perform at the circus, what trick would you do?

I'll free all the animals... hehehe... i hate to see a birdie being caged up.. locked up...

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If you could have the starring role in one movie what would it be?

Sisa, you know her?? mother of Basilio and Crispin harkharkhark!!!

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If you were given a brand new yacht, what would you name it?

Maria Theresa

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What was the worst advice you've ever received?

kill and over kill

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I know that 50% of the people on formspring won't do this, because they don't care about children being abused day by day. If you are someone that wants to stop it , send this to all your friends and followers, support for all the young ones that look up

resending... I know that 50% of the people on formspring won't do this, because they don't care about children being abused day by day. If you are someone that wants to stop it , send this to all your friends and followers, support for all the young ones that look up

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I rarely send questions to my followers; So here you go: Are you all having a good day today? Hope so<3

yep always... freeeeaking havin a great ime whenever i get to log in my youtube accounts.... mind it.. accountS

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Who's your favorite relative and why are they your favorite?

Mai, she's cute.. heheh

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Monday, May 23, 2011

Help Animals on Twitter Now!

Help Animals on Twitter Now!
MEOWWWRR!!!

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

“I’m now a hundred and seven years old -and feeling fine… a little sleepy but fine.”

Sleep – is a state or period of complete or partial unconsciousness, normal and periodic in man and the higher animals. In animals it is sometimes prolonged, as in hibernation.

- It is a period of slumber. Any condition of inactivity, torpor or rest; specifically, the rest of the grave; death.

- Synonymous to rest.

- Something that I’ve deprived myself from… sometimes intentionally, but most of the time - I’ve had too much coffee. Maybe sometimes I just need coffee to blame for my inability to sleep.

What made me thought about my sleeping habit?

It’s the broadsheet that I bought for 20.00 pesos last Sunday May 8, 2011 Mother’s Day.

One article caught my attention for I am a self-confessed guilty of neglecting the importance of sleeping properly.

Once again, I never intended to commit plagiarism.

But I don’t know why Henrylito Tacio’s writings always end up in my files.

Gee I must be a fan of him.

I just wanted to share what I have read from that paper.

Coz most of us around here in the net world nowadays, doesn’t even bother browsing on the papers.

I will infuse my thoughts on what the author have written in his article.

Here goes his article.

I typed this one as I’ve done before.

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Is sleeping a hindrance to success?

By Henrylito D. Tacio

We spend one third of our lives sleeping. But successful people don’t sleep too much. They manage to sleep only three to four hours each day and yet they have become rich and famous.

Science digest once pointed out: “Long sleepers (nine hours or more) are likely to be anxious, mildly depressed, chronic complainers about minor aches and pains, and not very sure of themselves. Short sleepers (six hours or less) are likely to be energetic, ambitious, decisive, socially adept, and satisfied with life.”

Thomas Alva Edison will definitely agree with that. When he was young he sometimes worked for several days in a row, catching up on sleep later. On one such occasion, he slept for thirty-six hours straight (waking briefly to eat steak, potatoes and apple pie).

“Sleep is an acquired habit,” the American inventor said. “Cells don’t sleep. Fish swim in the water all night. Even a horse doesn’t sleep. A man doesn’t need any sleep.”

In these days of 24-hour e-mail, busy jobs, and social networking (including facebook and twitter), we re no longer paying attention to our sleep. “We need to value sleep”, decries Delwyn Bartlett, a sleep expert at the Woolcock Institute of Medical Research.

Cutting back on sleep could increase the risk of heart disease, a study published Monday found. Sleeping less than 7.5 hours a night was associated with a 33 percent higher rate of cardiovascular incidents such as strokes and heart attacks, according to a study in the Journal of the American Medical Association’s Archives of Internal Medicine.

Some people think that because a person lacks sleep, he will get thinner. Such is the exact opposite. According to Dr. Yue- Joe Lee, a physician and professor at the department of Psychiatry of the National Taiwan University, insufficient sleep may affect three hormones that can contribute to obesity. First, there’s leptin, an appetite-suppressing hormone found in our fat and its levels are regulated during sleep, he says. Then, there’s ghlerin, which triggers appetite and increases with sleep deprivation. Our bodies then produce more of the stress hormone cortisol, which increases fat storage.

Not only do the increased hormones resulting from sleep loss cause us to eat more but most of us also make poor food choices when we’re tired. “Get sufficient sleep if you don’t want to gain weight,” Dr. Lee Advises.

So how much sleep do we need? Experts say the amount of sleep it takes to achieve rejuvenation varies from person to person. “It’s not a fixed number,” says Patrick Gerard Moral, head of the sleep and snore diagnostic and treatment unit in the University of Sto. Tomas.

The length, he adds, is not the only important factor in sleeping but the quality as well. Also, people who lose sleep every night will suffer from what he calls sleep debt. “The sleep debt is compounded over a prolonged period and recovery will take much longer than the actual hours lost”, Dr. Moral explains.

But to some successful people, getting a short sleep is better. Napoleon Bonaparte was said to get by only three or four hours of sleep. Sometimes, he would wake at three in the morning and would dictate to his secretary until dawn, snapping impatiently at the sleepy aid, “What’s the matter with you? You’re sleeping on your feet.”

At the age of eight, American comedian David Brenner figured out that by cutting his sleep down to four hours maximum a night, he could save up 1,456 more waking hours a year than the average person. In this way, he acquired numerous “extra years of life.” As he puts it: “I’m now a hundred and seven years old -and feeling fine… a little sleepy but fine.”

While she was prime minister of Great Britain, Margaret Thatcher began her eighteen-hour workday when the British Broadcasting Corporation was still broadcasting the farm report. She often cooked a light super for herself and her husband when she got home (usually around 11:00 p.m.), then did a few hours of paperwork. “It is a sin to be idle,” she was quoted as saying.

While these people are happy to be awake most of the time, there are those who really want to sleep but can’t. These are people who are suffering from insomnia, a chronic inability to sleep or to remain asleep through the night.

Insomnia ranks right behind common cold, stomach disorders, and headaches as a reason why people seek a doctor’s help. The sleeping disorder is caused by a variety of physical and psychological factors. These includes emotional stress, physical pain and discomfort, disorders in the brain function, drug abuse and drug dependence, and other problems that produces anxiety and other problems.

The world is replete of famous people with insomnia: German actress Marlene Dietrich, French author Alexander Dumas, American actress Judy Garland, Austrian Author Franz Kafka, and American Author Mark Twain.

Each of them had their own way of beating insomnia. The only thing that would lull Marlene Dietrich to sleep was a sardine-and-onion sandwich on a rye. Alexander Dumas took late night strolls, and eventually started to sleep through the night.

As a teenager, Judy Garland was prescribed with amphetamines to control her weight. She added sleeping pills to her regimen and her insomnia and addiction increased. She eventually died of drug overdose.

Franz Kafka, miserable with insomnia, kept a diary detailing hi suffering. For October 2, 1911, he wrote: “Sleepless night. The third in a row. I fall asleep soundly, but after an hour I woke up, as though I had laid my head in the wrong hole.”

An irritable insomniac, Mark Twain once threw a pillow at the window of his bedroom while he was guest in a friend’s house. When the satisfying crash let in what he thought was fresh air, he fell asleep at last. In the morning, he discovered that he had broken a glass-enclosed bookcase.

Ah, sleep. Miguel de Cervantes, in Don Quixote, surmised: “ Now, blessing light on him that first invented sleep! It covers a man all over, thoughts and all, like a cloak; it is meat for the hungry, drink for the thirsty, heat for the cold, and cold for the hot. It is the current coin that purchases all the pleasures of the world cheap, and the balance that sets the king and the shepherd, the fool and the wise man, even”

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End of his article – time to start mine

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Yes indeed, when I was in my youth years I was ordered to sleep in the afternoon, because they believed that sleeping in the afternoon would make you taller when you grow older. I grew up but as an average Filipino, and thanks for my parent’s genes, I didn’t grow taller as expected. How I wished that those cherifer and PGM-22 products were there when I was in my youth years. Maybe they could have helped me gain some extra inches. But thankfully that I was born under the female gene pool, the hills on our shoes will do the trick.

Now that I have my own kid, I wanted her to sleep in the afternoon, but I’m having a hard time luring her to even think about sleeping during those hours where it is much more fun to play under the cherry tree, and plucking my mother’s flowering plants from their pots hahaha. It is much more fun seeing kids lay and laughing and shouting as if there’s no tomorrow. Gee I hope she won’t blame me in the future.

I’m a long sleeper. Honestly, I have a bad sleeping habit. Sometimes, If I sleep around 1:00 a.m. it is expected that I will be waking up after everyone in the house have finished his or her lunch. There are time when I sleep around 3 a.m., expect me to wake up around 6:00 in the morning, and never to sleep again.

When my Ginnie and me were still at the care of her father, I was having a hard time getting myself to sleep. I think about a lot of things. I was kind of having a great mistrust towards him because I’ve proven his guilt. When I’ve finally decided to call it off - I’ve said “Adieu sleepless nights…” It took me quite a long time but I managed to forgive him.

When I got addicted to chats, Gee, my longest time to sleep was 3 hours.

I’m so glad that I’ve gotten over it.

Sometimes when I have some problems and ran out of ideas on how to solve them, I sleep; I’ll leave it for tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow has a solution. I just need to sleep, my head needs to rest, I can feel that my chest starts to feel uneasy and I should sleep.

But some problems won’t wait for tomorrow. You just got to solve it right now.

I used to tell myself: “I maybe suffering from insomnia” but I know that I’m not. But how can I be certain of that when I didn’t even bothered seeing a doctor to determine whether I am really suffering from it. Sometimes misdiagnosis happens when the patient doesn’t trust the doctor that much.

Yes indeed I would agree on Delwyn Barlett that we have to value sleep.

Sometimes we only realize the value of some things when we’ve lost it.

Our body has it’s own clock. But that clock was adaptive. But definitely we need to rest.

Everything that we do to our body must be balanced accordingly.

Maybe those late night strolls that Alexander Dumas took made him realized that the world around him was sleeping, and he’s the only one enjoying the silence of the night… just maybe…

The world around him that time was quite different compared to what the world have become in our generation. They don’t have much nightlife. They don’t have the Internet. All they can see was the world around them. Their resources were limited they won’t even think about clicking on the thumbies. With limited resources for knowledge, they tend to bring out the best in their selves without even knowing that their writings will influence our generation.

What we enjoy right now was a product of their diligence, their hunger for knowledge. Their knowledge is their legacy.

And what we have learned from our generation must be passed on to the next.

Though as with the continuous study, inevitably OBSOLESCENCE takes form.

Awe, how I hate the word “Obsolete”.

With regards to Mark Twain’s case… it’s all in the mind.

If you think that there’s something wrong, even when there’s not, there will be.

Sometimes that happens.

So far, I would ultimately agree with Don Quixote…

Even the seasons need to give way to each other.

We “need” sleep.

What is success when you don’t have the time to relax a bit and spend time with your loved ones? Chillax!!! (Combined term for Chill out and Relax…)

So, is sleeping a hindrance to success? You definitely know the answer to this question.

So ciao, have a good night’s sleep.

Have the sweetest siesta.

Have those magical forty winks.

Scratch while having some catnap.

Sweet dreams, sleep tight…

And dream of me as I dream of my one cup of coffee, my ever beloved coffee in the morning…

Awe, before I forget…I’ll always be wishing you a happy lifetime of the very best in music, love, hope, inspiration, friendship and faith...Do what you love to do...Do what makes you happy...Never ever let anybody or anything pull you down...Have fun. Enjoy life...live your life to the fullest...Live your dreams...Never stop believing!!!! Yihee!! Cheers for the love of life :) whoot whoot!!! Who wants to join the ride???

Hugs!!!!

Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)

If this is tantamount to blogging… Gee honestly, I was not really into blogging. I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.

Channel 25 said… The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.

If you don’t have an account in this site you can send your mail to

chryssanthemum_spinnaker@rocketmail.com

Answers to your inquiry are free of charge. I’m a natural blah blah. Hahahahahahaha

Do place “Hi chryss, just a question” as subject so that I can attend to your message.

Chill out, Relax, Sit back and enjoy life to the fullest.

Your secrets are safe with me.

If you want to be a singer, practice singing.

If your mind is telling you to do something bad…remember what Pinnochio said… Let your conscience be your guide.

And if ever that you got stacked in choosing between two evils, choose the lesser one.

If you want to write, feed your mind.

But when it comes to scribing your feelings, let your heart be your guide.

If you don’t see me online around here, probably I’m in my youtube page…

www.youtube.com/user/chryssanthemum

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Lady Antebellum - Just a Kiss (with complete streaming Lyrics)

Saturday, May 7, 2011

CHRYSSANTHEMUMS' photostream

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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Who's the best teacher you ever had? What made them your favorite?

Ms. EXPERIENCE

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If you could be on one TV show which one would it be?

The Ring... on primetime hehehe.. i will replace Sadako..

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What accomplishment are you most proud of?

lol... i've got a trophy.. my daughter!!!

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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

formspring.me

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What celebrity would play you in a movie about your life?

who??? Betty Boop...

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What would you like for a date?

a vampire... hehehe

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Sunday, May 1, 2011

What's the story behind your Formspring username?

i love flowers, got that from a flower.

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What's your favorite movie quote?

make my day... hahaha

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What's the origin of your name?

hahaha... a tiny weeny flower..

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If you could attend any concert, what would it be?

EM's!!!

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What's the story behind your Formspring username?

i love flowers...

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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Ginger Asks – Ma, Why?

Ginger is my daughter; I gave birth to her a day before Valentine’s Day of 2004 when everybody at our University was so busy for the Foundation Day. I was supposed to name her Carmen Gabrielle. The name Carmen was my favorite actress’ name. But her father wanted her named Ginger Elizabeth. “Ginger” came from their band’s name – Ginger Alley, and he added Elizabeth because he finds it formal. I call her Gin, she carries my surname.

She asks so many questions. Sometimes I get irritated especially when I don’t know how to answer her. Or whenever she asks those nonsense questions like “Why does Tuesday comes after Monday”. I was left scratching my brow. I don’t want her growing up with the wrong impression towards the world around her. Life is sometimes so unfair. But with positive outlook towards life, you can simply appreciate that you are still breathing after all the atrocities around you. After all, life is beautiful. Life is what you make it.

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She has her own youtube account, with that she’s able to have her favorite videos listed in her own site. She can have Kratos’ video in it’s own play list. But she always ends up having none. She became friends with some of my friends in that site. One time, she saw Deyannah’s profile picture. She said in full amazement “Ma, she’s pretty”, followed with “Why does she have golden hair and we have black hair?” I chuckle and said to her: “God created her that way, in her own unique way, you find her pretty because she looks appealing and you don’t see a girl with golden hair around our neighborhood… but you know what? When we had some short conversations she told me that you are cute, cuddly and pretty as well. And she wanted a baby like you”. “She said that?” “Yes she did”. “Then why on t.v., they’re saying that girl’s with whiter fairer skin is much more beautiful than those with darker skin?” My mind is telling me… “Yes I’ve seen that ad too, it brings memories from childhood and somewhat gotten really pissed off…” I sighed, and told her “Sometimes, what the other people are saying doesn’t matter, keep in mind that you are beautiful in your own unique way, if everyone else around you tells you that you are not, don’t get angry at them or don’t pity yourself. Instead ask them why they say so, there’s nothing wrong with asking why, if their reason was the color of your skin, that can never assess how beautiful you can be, if everybody loves chinky eyes, and you have almond eyes, tell them that you got them from me, something I’ve got from your grandmother. Sometimes it’s such an disapproving world out there…sometimes they will make you feel insecure… always look on the positive side of the things around you, do not hesitate to conform with the right things and never waver to rebel on the wrong ones, you are beautiful in your own unique way. Remember what Deyannah told about you? What makes you beautiful is the way you see things around you.” She was having those side stares. Maybe she absorbed the idea. She gotten tired browsing on Y8, She went out and played. Childhood only happens once; some children don’t have the luxury of enjoying their time.

That night before I went to sleep I remembered our conversation about the color of her skin. I really don’t know if I cleared her mind on that part. When I was her age I was so scared to ask question, end result- I discovered things in my own discreet way. I grew up with that kind of thinking that those people with whiter/fairer skin are much more beautiful that those with darker tone. I know that I am so freeeaking wrong. There even came a time wherein I was lured into buying whitening products, but I stopped using them not because they’re not effective as what they claim but because I accepted the fact that it runs in my gene.

Beauty is seen not by the eyes alone.

So great to look back on my childhood days that I enjoyed the heat of the sun, I enjoyed playing on the streets, climb a tree, gotten poisoned eating some fruits from the mini-forest at the back of the community where we live, really pissed my mother when I got myself, my two sisters an the rest of the kids around the neighborhood hospitalized because of that cute looking yummy fruit that tastes like nuts. If I religiously obeyed my mother that I should be home as soon as my class is over, I wouldn’t get myself stuck in the mud knee-deep with Theresa. I experienced to stumble and fall having my knees bruised and have those battle scars of my youth. Those were the days that made me feel free. The only casualty of my childhood battle in the street was the color of my skin. But the fun is much more worth it than regrets.

We only have one lifetime, a lifetime of pursuit of happiness.

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One time, before I put her to sleep I read her a story about Job, from the book that I had since I was in kinder. She saw an image of Job with skin disease all over his body. She asked me: “Ma, Why did Job suffered that much?” I told her: “He has been placed in a great trial of faith, when the evil spirit, God’s enemy, saw that Job loves God so much, he wanted to steal him away from God, but at the end he never succeeded. And Job, although he had lost so much on the process of the trial, he was blessed in two folds. Because God knows that Job deserves to be blessed.” She was keenly listening to what I’m saying. She just whispered, “I better be good, I don’t want to have that skin disease all over my body”. We exchanged thought, asked her some questions about the story, in that way I could assess whether she understood the whole idea of the story. Until she fell asleep and I was left awake. Made me realize I am not a man of great faith towards God, honestly, I’ve never been to a church for quite sometime, I was so filled with so many things that made me forgot about going to the house of God. It really feels uncomfortable to see yourself in the house of God and have your thoughts floating and not keenly listening to what the priest is saying.

Our religion tells us to attend the mass on Sundays; it is a way of showing our love towards God. When was the last time that I visited the house of God? I really can’t remember. But I do believe in His power. There came a time that I definitely know that I’m in great quandary, and being a person of less words, I am having second thought of sharing my fears to other people around me, I found my self tightly closing my eyes and whispering “God, please I know I’ve been bad…It’s my fault to get myself in this situation… Can you please lead me out of this?” and who am I to receive such blessing of having a listening God? He always saves me. Not just one time… but for so many times…with that, I wanted my Gin to have that great faith towards Him.

I don’t have that much in life,

But I managed to shift my way of thinking.

I paused and contemplated on what’s happening around me …

- Every breath that I take in every single day of my life is a blessing.

I had a friend, full of life, full of dreams, after college he was able to finish the training out from boot camps, earned himself his rank in the PNP… after a week of posting as patrol in the city, he died leaving a wife and some children. Just like that. And it’s so sad.

I saw a t.v program wherein they featured a story about Geraldine. Geraldine did suffer great pain, and with her condition, I envy her spirit. She developed a kidney disease, failed her health, lost her physical beauty, but she never lost the beauty within her. So glad that until the last days of her life she never lost the light as a mother to her four boys, she remained beautiful in her husband’s eyes. She never feared death. Most of us feared death so much. I’m one of them.

Death is not the end.

It is Nature’s expert advice to get plenty of life.

-Goethe

- It is not in how much you have in your account that matters most.

I used to work in a company wherein I have to spend two hour of commute towards the workplace, spend twelve hours of my life checking on the activity in that workplace, two hours will be spent on my way back home, and occasionally the company will request you to work during your rest day. What’s left for my Gin was an hour before and after work. I’m working for her, but my work is stealing the time that I should be spending with her. I’m so caught in the middle. I paused. I’ve decided that my child only had one childhood and it must be adequately guided. I resigned from my work. I have to fill my absence as a mother to Gin. I’m always absent. Even now that I’m physically present inside our house, sometimes I’m mentally absent. Sighs. I oftentimes find myself in her comfort of reminding me to relax.

Realize your true priorities. Sometimes we get preoccupied about what happened in our past or what we should do about tomorrow and tend to forget that we should be attending in our affairs today. Live life one-step at a time. Savor each moment. Live today. Have time to relax. Have some cup of coffee. Keep in mind that yesterday ended last night.

Sometimes I get this kind of thinking wherein I question the way things are. Sometimes I forgot to count my blessing and blame Him whenever I get myself into trouble. I paused, thought about those people that have something better than what I have, I realized that I have less worries than them. Some people, they have something more than what they need they tend to forget the value of simple things. They even forget to smile, sigh and tell themselves that they are contented and enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Oftentimes, whenever I get to go somewhere, I see those people who have less than what I have, sometimes life is so unfair, but you can’t always blame it to the government why you have to see beggars in the streets. Every day I see those beggars, those people with physical malformations on t.v., all that I can do was to thank whoever is up there, that He didn’t gave such burden. I am such a demanding person to be asking for more when I already have so much to be thankful for.

One time my Ginnie, as we we’re entering a clinic, she saw a girl with a large tumor in her neck, she couldn’t take her eyes off the girl, I wanted to take her attention away from the girl, talked her out, pointed on some posters and charts but maybe she really can’t help it. I gave her a sharp look, and she understood why I did. On our way back home, she asked: “Ma, does the lump on the girl’s neck hurts?” I answered, “I don’t know if it always does, but for sure it does hurt sometimes, but the hurt will proliferate if other people give her a inquisitive look as if she looks differently”. Sometimes I use that thought to lure her away from eating junk foods. So cruel of me, but I hope that girl survives and all those other kids that are having problems with their health.

What matters most is the list that they have up there

And St. Peter will recite that to you.

- Those people that I’ve lost; they’re gone for a reason.

When I get to meet new people and have them listed in my invisible friend’s list, I was so filled up with plans on getting to know them even more. Every people that I meet are a good egg in my basket, even if sometime they already have some cracks on their shell. When I get to meet new people in person, or online... I wanted to put them inside a jar and cover it so that I can keep them in, just for myself, but definitely that is so selfish of me… I am much more being happy if they gain more friends aside from which that they have met through me. I can’t provide all the happiness that they would need all I can do was to be a friend to them if they need me.

Theresa taught me some good things. I couldn’t remember if she taught me some bad things. The last time that I talked to her was when I found her on friendster. After one reply, she deleted her account leaving no traces about her. That was one thing that made me thankful about having an account in friendster. Awe poor friendster, they’ll be changing the image of that site from a social networking into a gaming site.

When I finally managed to familiarize myself on youtube website, I get to know some pretty good people around it. I used to religiously click on the “Add as friend” button before I log off, but some turn of events left me trying to keep up on my friend invitation list. On that site, you can actually tell who’s the real friend, the teacher, the hater, seller, who’s the sub 4sub account, and Gee that site is full of pretty talented peeps that could really level up with the artist in the mainstream. And within my page, everyone is welcome to join my family. The only thing that I was really having trouble with was my inability to get back to the sites that I have visited in a sooner time. Sometimes it really hurts when I check on their links only to find out that the account was either deleted or has been suspended.

There are no rules in friendship.

When I met Theresa, she was like a sister to me. She’s even more of a sister to me than my own siblings. I never had any picture of her or a picture of us together. But I remember every detail of her charm.

When we took an exam, finals I think… we exchanged papers. Hahaha. We religiously recited the song “We Could Be In love” by Lea Salonga, and burst into laughter whenever we did some crazy things around the schoolyard. She helped me in school projects. Named some flowers and plants, Gee I thought she’s Poison Ivy, she knew every single plant in the botanical garden in our school. She knows how to play the piano. But what I love most about her was the color of her skin. After the announcement about recognition day, me, Theresa and Ricardo, her brother, got the top slot in class. Being me in the middle. But they never showed up on the day that we’re supposed to get the medals.

After her, I never allowed anyone in.

Your friends are the brothers and sister that God forgot to give to your parents.

“People come, people go, that’s life.” These were the exact words that my boyfriend told me when I told him that I’d be going abroad for some work. I could either agree or disagree in this statement... I have my own reasons. I wanted to assure him that even If I go abroad I would stay the same that I still belong to him. But how can I console him when he is filled with thoughts of me leaving him alone again? I’m quite relieved that I wasn’t able to go. He’s so fragile. I don’t want to end up breaking his heart. In my own way, I am always reassuring him that I will never leave him, even if there’s a thought at the back of my mind that he’s the one who’s more likely to leave me in vain. That’s all I can do, love him, I can never force him to love me back. It’s up to him if he wants to return the love. End result, I found myself making a video of one of the songs that really influenced the first week of our relationship hahahaha.. Duh!!! Haha sometimes just a thought of him makes me wanna sing “One Fine Day” by Natalie Merchant.

Sometimes, All you can do was to show them how lucky you are that they somehow became part of your life. You appreciate the time that you have spent with one another. Those moments that will make you smile when they tend to flash in the back of your lucid mind. The least you can do for yourself was to make special memories that are worth looking back. Make the best out of everything. At least try to be more at the happy side of the world around you. Having some cup of coffee in the morning is the best way to start your day.

Memories, sometimes it behaves in a crazy way…

They leave you alone when you are in the crowd…

But when you are alone, they stand with you like a crowd.

I am firmly holding on to these realizations whenever I’m about to get a rope and wanted to have it around my neck...suicidal? hahahaha .Silly. Perhaps, as you grow older you will realize that sometimes, out of the five W’s and one H, the most difficult question to answer was “WHY?” …

I’m sorry; I don’t have any idea in writing. I did it my way. Freestyle. What I’ve written around here is filled with the word “sometimes” or “oftentimes”, “Most of the time”.

This was done without any knowledge on the rules. It’s evident that the flow of thoughts jumps…if I study writing, I will be left with no choice but to abandon my idea of freedom. If you always obey the rules, you’ll miss out some of the fun. :D

You, what have you done lately?

Hugs!!!!

Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)

I was not really into blogging. I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.

And I have a great fear on the quote: “Idle hands are the devil’s playground”. He had me once…if you want to ask for anything…except money… (I don’t have spare hehehe) and don’t go asking for my hand…. I won’t be able to type. hahahahha

Channel 25 said… The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.

But sometimes I don’t put that in practice. Because there is something in me that definitely know the answers to my own questions. I better keep my mouth shut. And do the nod nod!!!

If you don’t have an account in this site you can send your mail to

chryssanthemum_spinnaker@rocketmail.com

Answers to your inquiry are free of charge. I’m a natural blah blah. Hahahahahahaha

Do place “Hi chryss, just a question” as subject so that I can attend to your message.

Chill out, Relax, Sit back and enjoy life to the fullest.

If you want to be a singer, practice singing.

If your mind is telling you to do something bad…Remember what Pinnochio said… Let your conscience be your guide.

If you want to write, feed your mind.

But when it comes to scribing your feelings, let your heart be your guide.

Ginger Asks – Ma, Why?

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Beauty is seen not by the eyes alone.

We only have one lifetime, a lifetime of pursuit of happiness.

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I don’t have that much in life,

But I managed to shift my way of thinking.

I paused and contemplated on what’s happening around me …

- Every breath that I take in every single day of my life is a blessing.

Death is not the end.

It is Nature’s expert advice to get plenty of life.

-Goethe

- It is not in how much you have in your account that matters most.

What matters most is the list that they have up there

And St. Peter will recite that to you.

- Those people that I’ve lost; they’re gone for a reason.

There are no rules in friendship.

After her, I never allowed anyone in.

Your friends are the brothers and sister that God forgot to give to your parents.

Memories, sometimes it behaves in a crazy way…

They leave you alone when you are in the crowd…

But when you are alone, they stand with you like a crowd.

I’m sorry; I don’t have any idea in writing. I did it my way. Freestyle. What I’ve written around here is filled with the word “sometimes” or “oftentimes”, “Most of the time”.

You, what have you done lately?

Hugs!!!!

Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)

I was not really into blogging. I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.

Channel 25 said… The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.

But sometimes I don’t put that in practice. Because there is something in me that definitely know the answers to my own questions. I better keep my mouth shut. And do the nod nod!!!

If you don’t have an account in this site you can send your mail to

chryssanthemum_spinnaker@rocketmail.com

Answers to your inquiry are free of charge. I’m a natural blah blah. Hahahahahahaha

Do place “Hi chryss, just a question” as subject so that I can attend to your message.

Chill out, Relax, Sit back and enjoy life to the fullest.

If you want to be a singer, practice singing.

If your mind is telling you to do something bad…Remember what Pinnochio said… Let your conscience be your guide.

If you want to write, feed your mind.

But when it comes to scribing your feelings, let your heart be your guide.