my personal hero

in life the existence of someone special in our life was the greatest gift we received..not all the people i met, get acquainted i consider as the closest person in my life..my tatay is the most important person that existed in my life. he is my father, best friend and most all my mentor and my adviser. he loves me , as his own, and he is very proud no matter what i achieved in my life..my tatay was the person who taught me how to be strong and his always my inspiration. despite of the dad’s absence his the one who stand by me at all time.he is the most loyal and honest politician i’ve known. he never hurt me even a pinch..he love me much, honestly he made me a spoiled brat..through the years, as he’s getting i realized that my tatay gave his life for us..as a lolo’s pet, am his favorite hehehe…and every time i visited him…he always give as  a smile..smile of happiness to see that his siblings wasn’t forget to share time for him though his days  are too soon..he said when i get married he want me to find someone a person who will treat me like what he did, a person who will love me as who and what kind of a person i am. i had frustrations in life, shortcomings of my own reflexion of foolishness, my tatay did his best to give advise..but as a  humane we always follow what we thought that it was right.

in his last days , he’s so sick, too weak but his soul was eager to see me. it was June 11, 2004 when he passed away..even in his last breath he was looking for me..he only closed his eyes when my tito told me that ” tay, saan ka man pupunta, go on,  uuwi din un girlie, papunta na xa rito” then he closed his eyes..it hurts me so bcoz  even at the end he still want me to be in his side..i grew up with him, i considered him as my real father..when i saw him on coffin dont shed any tears but when his last time he cried on the church i cried so much bcoz it was then that  i realized..i loost the most special person in my life..i love him so much..(tatay, we misses you..we always love you..)

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imbroglio

The day that i step on the hardest path on life, a miserable truth about working in foreign land. nowhere to run and nowhere to hide only prayers can help.when i run away from my employer i felt like am frozen to death.it was 5am in  Kuwait when i fixed up my luggage and decided to leave that curse house. my co- housemaid Mary help me..shes with me in when we  sneak out in the backdoor.i worked in that country to earned but i don’t want to stain my hand with blood.when u dont eat meals nad then maltreated dont expect a healthy mind. i can worked in hours but i cant work without food and salary..am not saying that Kuwaiti aren’t good employers but frankly speaking 90% of them don’t know how to respect a human being. maltreatment is  their favorite moved..i don’t know why they hired kadamas(housemaid) then maltreated..its insanity isnt it..am thankful that am i still had courage to fought for my life. in my whole life that would the worst situation i experience, no food for a day, no salary for a month and every time you’ll heard shoutin , crying etc. and the agency? shame on them..when you are at the custody of the boss..they dont care about you..when your complaining about your boss..what they said? (naku, neng, wag kayo mamili ng amo..pwede bumalik dito agency yong di na makalakad…) what they supposedly mean? they will accept our complain if were crippled? wow..!that ASkanani agency..shame on you..may bad karma hit you..that poople? michelle, suraya and dolor? wow…god knows how cruel you are to you co-filipinos..as i stayed in philippine embassy(salamat inyo maam..babait nyo)we ate regular meals and met my highschool friends..who also victims of maltreatment..i had to worked for an hours at the end those boss dont appreciate, contented of the outcome..i dont know whats in their mind..maybe..bettle hehee…when i was standing at the bus station alone in jada street, am praying to god that he’ll keep me safe..when car stopped..and the teenage driver asked where i am goin and offered help. i refused coz i dont trust and i know that he knew am a filipina..maybe he’ll drive me tru the dessert or whatever comes in his mind..then when a bus came still i dont have courage to ride when i saw those nepalian men, indian in the bus..no filipino was there and no one can help me find the embassy ..the taxi with one passenger i dont think thery’re men enough to help me..then a god sent a messenger came..an indian man taxi driver..first impression his a nice guy..and i offered him a fare of 2 dinar for takin me into safara filipin…am prayin that the police officer on the nearby station wont roamed for that hour if they did maybe i was in jail..at last i reached my destination..the agency are cruel they want me to worked back in my boss although they knew that am the 13th housemaids who filed complains against that ameena majud lady(62 yr old syrian lady)see?they dont care..egyptian attorney told me..(if you wan to go home , buy your own ticket.)what shall i do? no passport and i only had 1 month salary(150 dollars) we signed a contract here in the phils for 200 dollars(hahaha only incompliance on POEA)see how the al-alamia agency in salas malate works..(heheh shame on you guys)..they attorney of the agency told me again..(if i had to signed an agreement that they will shouldered my palne thicket but  had to payed when i reached manila(hahaha)its a compulsory…or else i decide to worked again to my boss..(god always with me, MR. Bartolome(of philippine embassy) got mad when he found it what the agency did, and scolded them(buti nga inyo)were the victims and then we had to pay?(hahaha)i remember the first time i returned to agency..that pinay shouted me ( what happened)when i told her she said( you need to go back to your madam…)see? thats how stupid she is…when i refused she sent me to a room..cubicle size small room..i saw luggages..then an chicken eyed man(duling hahah)came in..his mad and forcing me to worked again to my madam..am a hardheaded you know.(that egyptian man name ali)we call egyptian there as mazri(baho kili-kili nila)another man came in, he punced the wall and treaten he..his holding bottle(i recall what ate gemma told me..when she was also in that situaiton she was beaten till she agreed to worked and sorry for her boss..our boss..am supposedly her replacement when her contract expire)so that minute is saw in men eyes..the devil. in a quick second i thought..ok i’ll returned to my madam whose boasting outside and she had a college graduated housemaid but i” find a way to escape(hehehe) after month i managed to escape…what i saw they’re is the life of thousands of ofw who suffered oppression and low-mannered life.its was horrible truth and every now and then we lied that were fine but honeslty as ofw..its difficult to say the truth to our family that were in maltreatment..working overseas a dollar words to hear but a hell to worked.after all we managed to returned home to our homeland(theres no place like home)..

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hit by shame

[color=red]THERE IS NO SUPERIORITY/SENIORITY WHEN IT COMES TO A COMMON EXISTENCE OF ORGANIZATION.FRATERNITY/SORORITY EXISTED LONG TIME AGO.ORGANIZATIONS THAT BRING TOGETHER MEN AND WOMEN, RESPECTIVELY, FOR SOCIAL, HONOR, SERVICE OR RECOGNITION PURPOSES.USUALLY KNOWN FOR GREEK LETTERS. IT FIRST STARTED ON 1776 AT THE AMERICAN COLLEGES, THE PHI BETA KAPPA, IS THE FIRST ORGANIZATION ESTABLISHED. AND THE IMITATION BEGAN TO SPREAD OUT AND EVEN REACHED HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES. INDIVIDUALS CARRIED A TRADEMARK FOR LOYALTY, IT IS EITHER TATOOS OT SKIN BURNED.BRING BIND BY ONE PURPOSES, ONE MISTAKES GRIEVES ALL..
YEAR 1999-2002, WHEN I WAS ELECTED AS SECRETARY/ TREASURER .AND SERVED 3 YEARS BEING AN OVER-ALL SECRETARY IN THE UNIVERSITY.WHAT IS THE DIFFERENCE FROM TO AN ORDINARY SECRETARY? I WORKED FOR 40 FRATERNITIES/SORORITIES EXISTED IN THE UNIVERSITY OF MINDANAO..THE UNIVERSITY CREATED THE UFSUM ( UNIFIED FRATERNITIES/SORORITIES OF UNIVERSITY OF MINDANAO) THAT LATER ON RENAMED INTO STUDS( STUDENTS TIES IN UNITY, DEVELOPMENT AND SERVICES) ALL FRAT/SORO ARE OBLIGED TO BE A MEMBER. THE EXISTENCE OF ALL 40 FRAT/SORO, BURDENS A LOT. DUE TO DIFFERENT OPINIONS, VIEWS, AND ASPECTS TOWARDS POLICIES AMENDED . AND HOW TO APPLY A PEACEFUL CAMARADERIE WITH IN THE CAMPUS. HOW TO IMPLEMENT ONE RULE AND REGULATIONS AT A TIME WITH OUT HINDRANCES FROM THEM.AS A SECRETARY SACRIFICES ISN’T ENOUGH TO MAKE A NEUTRAL LOYALTY THAT I CANT OFFENDED THEY’RE EGO’S. EACH ORGANIZATION CREATES THEIR OWN IMAGE AND BETRAYAL. I FIND MYSELF BEING TIGHT UP BETWEEN BIG STONES. EVERY SESSION OF WEEKLY MEETINGS, THE FACES OF COWARDNESS AND BRAVERY WAS PRESENT. THE TASK OF RECALLING NAMES, CHECKING ATTENDANCES, COLLECTING FUNDS, REVIEWS OF AGENDAS, LISTENING FEEDBACKS, THE DO’S AND DONT’S ARGUMENTATION, COMPLAINS, AND MAINTAINING ONE VOICE HEARD CAUSING HEADACHES. EVERY WEEK IM CHALLENGED TOO, BEING THE ONLY ROSE AMONG THE BIG CROWS OF BULLDOGS AT THE GYM. SEEING THOSE EYES, SEEMS TEARING ME APART. I OATH TO SERVED THEM, LOYALTY OF INDIVIDUAL. AND THE FAIR TREATMENT TOWARDS EACH FRAT MEN CROSSING THE LINE. WHEN I MET THEM DAILY ON THE CAMPUS, EVERYONE KNEW WHO I AM, HIDDEN MY PETITE PROFILE. LEARNING TO TAME A TIGER IN FRONT OF THE CROWD. SHOWING A FIGHTING SPIRIT, IN DESPITE OF CHILLING SOUL AND TREMBLING KNEES..
EACH ORGANIZATION HAS SOMETHING IN MIND, STANDING IN FRONT OF BULLDOGS WILL FREEZE MY ENTIRE BODY.FOR 3 YEARS I SACRIFICED AND DO MY DUTY UNBIASED.
WHEN AN INCIDENT BROKE THE CAMPUS IM THE FIRST PERSON SLAPPED BY SHAME. MARCH 2002 WHEN A NEOPHYTES OF PHI DELTA GAMMA DIED AFTER INITIATION, AND 27 GAMMANS PUT ON BARS, IT IS LIKE A WRATH OF FLAME..SPREAD OUT THE ENTIRE CITY AND THE UNIVERSITY CAMPUS. BEING KNOWN ON DUTY, I REALIZED SOMETIMES YOU’RE THE FIRST ONE HIT BY.I WAS STANDING IN FRONT OF THEM, MY SENSES BOUNCES BACK..THE HUMORED, THE NEGATIVE FEEDBACKS, HUMILIATION, PAIN WAS THROWN BACK ON MY FACE. I SECURED THE PEACEFUL DUTY OF ALL THE EXISTED FRATERNITIES/SORORITIES BUT I CANT PROTECT MY OWN ORGANIZATION. WALKING ON THE CAMPUS, WHEN ALL THE STUDENTS LOOKING AT ME LIKE A FROZEN BOX, THEY WANTED TO OPEN UP, TO LOOK INSIDE, ASK WHY.. AND WHAT HAPPENED.IM LIKE A GHOST FLOATING ON AIR..TV STATIONS, RADIOS THROWING NEGATIVE COMMENTS, PARENTS BLAMING THE GAMMANS. PUTTING THE EDGE OF THE CROSS IN MY SHOULDER ISN’T ENOUGH..HONESTLY, SOME GAMMANS ARE HIDING, DENYING AND EVEN ERASED THEIR TATTOOS. THE PRIDE OF ORGANIZATION BEING STEPPED ON. STILL WITH COURAGE SOME OF US FACE THE TRUTH AND STAND STILL IN DISPITE OF ALL. THAT WAS THE TIME I FELT IM PUSHING THE WALL UNSTRENGTH..SEING OUR BROTHERS ON JAILS BROKE MY HEART, THE 17 YEAR OLD GAMMANS..WHO IS CRYING AND LOOKING HIS MOTHER..YES, DEGRADING WAS IT IS. I WANT TO QUIT MY JOB ON BOTH PARTIES..SOME FRAT MEN UNDERSTAND AND SOME LAUGHING THE GAMMANS.WHEN YOUR DOWN, THEY ARE NOT THE TO LAUGH BUT TO HELD YOU UP TO STAND. I SALUTED THEM FOR FAIR COMPLEMENT, FOR NOT JUDGING THE GAMMANS..IM LIKE A MELTED CANDLE ON FLAME..FOR THE 40 FRAT/SORO ONLY FEW OF THEM WHO UNDERSTAND AND ENCOURAGED ME TO PURSUE WHAT I BEGAN. WHEN HUMILIATION CAME…ARE YOU READY TO FACE OFF? OR YOU WILL JUST TURNED YOUR BACK TOO? AND DENY?
BEIN A FRATMEN DOESNT MEAN ONLY BEIN SIMPLY A MEMBER COZ WHEN YOU’RE IN TROUBLE..THEN YOU’LL SEE THE WHAT LOYALTY MEANS..AND WHAT HONOR CAN DO..
” A MISTAKE OF ONE MEMBER WILL SHAKE THE ENTIRE WALL”
DISCIPLINED COMES FROM DEEP WITH IN AND ENDS THE SAME ROUTE..
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littlefriend

Bf life isnt a perfect combination, but life always gives ua an assurance to be happy while were still playing the game and puzzled of life,,,lets make our life creative and beautiful..more colorful thanks GOD for the life he breath upon us.

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