Monday, December 31, 2018
Sunday, December 16, 2018
Soulmates, 17-24
Narito ang mga nalalabi pang larawan na bumubuo ng
nobelang SOULMATES. Sa mga nakasubaybay nito, sana
ay nasiyahan kayo. Doon sa hindi naging mapalad, abangan na lamang ninyo ang pagsasaaklat nito, kapag sinipag ako, sa mga susunod na taon.
Samantala,
paminsan-minsan, makakatunghay naman kayo ng kuwentong ipadadala ko sa
Liwayway. At sa mga pahina naman ng blog kong ito, tayo ay mag-ulayaw. A
bientot! That is, see you soon, in French. Ici. Dito. Au revoir.
Babay, sabi nga ni Bebe...
Thursday, November 22, 2018
Continuing Throwback 2017 -
Mga
Kakaibang Bagay na Napansin...
Sa
pamamalagi ko sa ibang pamamahay noon, isang taon na ang nakalilipas, ito ang
aking mga napuna. Nakatutuwa rin. Ibig sabihin, kahit paano, may
natutuhan. Order. System. Organization.
Mapalad
ako sa pagkakaroon ng isang napagkakatiwalaan, masipag at mabait na kasama sa
bahay. Lahat na ay nagsabing "swerte mo" sa akin. Na siempre,
sinasagot ko ng "swerte rin n'ya". Hehe, ayaw padaig. Pero ibig
ko lamang sabihin, it takes two to tango.
Tawagin
natin siyang Manang. Dahil kay Manang, naging magaan ang buhay ng aking
mga anak. Hindi spoiled, hindi mapanaghili, hindi palautos ang aking mga anak,
ngunit nasanay silang walang chores sa bahay. Una, dahil kay Manang, pangalawa,
nasa bahay ako at hindi nag-oopisina.
Hanggang
dumating ang panahong umalis ang isa kong anak, nag-aral sa iba, malayong
lugar, tumira at nakisama sa ibang pamamahay. Sumapit rin ang panahong
nagkaroon ng sariling pamilya at bahay. At nagdaan din sa isipan ko, paano
na...
Sabagay,
iyan din ang sumaloob ng aking Ina nang ako ay mag-asawa. Ako na hindi marunong
magluto, pagsasaing lamang ang alam, paghihiwa ng sibuyas, pag-aalis ng tinik
sa ginisang relyenong bangus, paghihiwalay ng dikit-dikit na balat
ng lumpia, paghahalo hanggang sa kumulo ng sahog na dugo sa dinuguan para huwag
makulta, etcetera. At sa simula ay tanong-tanong, basa-basa, at pagkalipas ng
mga dekada, okey naman. Marunong nang mag-embotido, sotanghon at dahil sa
internet, kayang-kaya na pati bellychon. May panahon pa ngang pati chocolate at
chiffon cake, fruit cake, at paggawa ng hamon, ginagawa ko. Attitude towards
work, iyon lamang ang importante. At iyon marahil ang naipasa ko sa aking
mga anak.
At
Ito ang aking nakita sa paminsan-minsang pagbisita ko at pamamalagi sa
pamamahay ng aking anak. Order. System. Organization. Sabi ko lang, huwag
sobra. Baka OC na...
Walang
kasama sa bahay ang aking anak at ang kanyang mga anak. Hindi katulad niya at
ng kanyang mga kapatid sa kanilang paglaki. At doon ko nakita ang aming
pagkakaiba. Tinuruan niya ang kanyang mga anak ng mga gawaing-bahay. Sa murang
eded. Marunong na ang mga Ito na magluto, maglinis ng bahay, maglaba at
mag-ayos ng kanilang mga gamit. Bukod sa pag-aaral, homeschooled ang mga Ito,
marami pa ring activities ang mga bata - like singing sa church choir, running
sa 5K, swimming at later coaching ng other kids sa swimming, ballet, monthly
leadership seminar, speech and debate tournaments at homecrafts, like
sewing.
Inisip
ko lang, ano ba ang ginawa ko noon sa kanila? Summer painting kay Mr. Sena sa
MCLI, swimming under Efren at Nelia sa Sports Center, judo sa Cubao. Piano sa
bahay at sa Yamaha, ballet, speed reading. Ngunit walang gawaing-bahay
maliban sa setting the table at washing the dishes, utos-utos sa tindahan ni
Aling Cely sa kanto sa panahon ng pagbabakasyon ni
Manang. Wala nang iba.
Kaya
sa aking maikling pagbabakasyon sa bahay ng aking anak, ako ay nalugod sa mga
nakita sa kanyang pamamahay. Narito ang Ilan...
Sistema sa paggamit ng washing machine...
Homeschooled children studying...
Petite fille cooking the chicken...
Les poulets
another apo washing the dishes...
and roses every now and then...
pink...
red...
yellow...
and rice, vegies, beef and wine combi for dinner!
which is but natural in a half-Filipino household!
Sunday, November 4, 2018
October 2017 Highlight - Elvis of my Youth
Is youth wasted on the young?
Not... when you have Elvis!
So, Elvis, here I come!
Two for the road... for Elvis...
Imagine the BEGINNING ...
And in between, go around BEALE STREET at daytime
at dusk...
at night
and put SOUTH IN OUR MOUTH
feast our eyes on his CARS... AND THOUSANDS OF MEMORABILIA...
and pray at HIS FINAL RESTING PLACE...
Having gone and seen ELVIS' GRAVE at GRACELAND was the nearest thing I could be as an ardent fan.
Not everyone liked him. But after the visit and had a peek on his life, I'd say that Elvis was more than dreamy eyes and gyrating hips.
THIS... IS WHAT I REMEMBER OF HIM...SOMETHING HE SAID...
"I ALWAYS FELT THAT SOMEDAY, SOMEHOW, SOMETHING WOULD HAPPEN TO CHANGE EVERYTHING FOR ME. AND I'D DAYDREAM ABOUT HOW IT WOULD."
AND THAT IS THE STORY OF HIS LIFE.
TO DREAM... TO BELIEVE...TO REALIZE...
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Obra.ni.Eba.Oktubre.2017
TARA NA...
COME FLY WITH ME...
AND VISIT THE OLD WILLOW OAK TREE...
WATCH
THE LEAVES
TURN
YELLOW AND FALL ON THE DECK...
THEN ON A SUNNY DAY
VISIT THE FARMER'S MARKET...
AND
VISUALIZE OMAR KHAYYAM'S
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread and thou... (and the loaf the length of which is the width of a table)...
FOLLOWING DAY, DROP BY BLUE DREAMS
WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE
OF THESE...
OF LAVENDER FIELDS...
AND
UNE FILLE
IN A CAPE.
AND CUPS OF TEA, SMILES AND SYMPATHY...
THEN END THE DAY WITH GIANT PRETZELS CELEBRATING OCTOBER FEST AT THE SWISS BAKERY.
A year ago this month of October, we embarked on a different kind of visit: spend the Holiday across the ocean and experience Christmas and New Year away from home where we celebrated them most of our married years. We were excited yet a bit uncertain and worried about the folks left at home alone.They are adults, mind you.
But now that I am going over the pictures of the said visit, I feel good and glad that we did it.
COME FLY WITH ME...
AND VISIT THE OLD WILLOW OAK TREE...
WATCH
THE LEAVES
TURN
YELLOW AND FALL ON THE DECK...
THEN ON A SUNNY DAY
VISIT THE FARMER'S MARKET...
AND
VISUALIZE OMAR KHAYYAM'S
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread and thou... (and the loaf the length of which is the width of a table)...
FOLLOWING DAY, DROP BY BLUE DREAMS
WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE
OF THESE...
OF LAVENDER FIELDS...
AND
UNE FILLE
IN A CAPE.
AND CUPS OF TEA, SMILES AND SYMPATHY...
THEN END THE DAY WITH GIANT PRETZELS CELEBRATING OCTOBER FEST AT THE SWISS BAKERY.
A year ago this month of October, we embarked on a different kind of visit: spend the Holiday across the ocean and experience Christmas and New Year away from home where we celebrated them most of our married years. We were excited yet a bit uncertain and worried about the folks left at home alone.They are adults, mind you.
But now that I am going over the pictures of the said visit, I feel good and glad that we did it.
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