It was September 7, 2010, when I volunteered to teach my native language (Tagalog) to six spouses of expatriates. Women of different nationalities – Chinese, Swedish, English, Indian, Japanese , a Canadian and myself – met regularly every Tuesdays from 10:00 to 12:00 in the morning which was later moved from 2:00 to 4:00 pm. The ladies took turns in hosting the class. I drove to their place in the enclave of the expats which is like a secret garden in the heart of our town. A sumptuous merienda was prepared by the host every meeting, while I brought my white board and marker, together with my desire to share…continue reading..
“A time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted”.
God appointed the birth and death of every living creature. But between birth and death is the work of God in us, accomplishing His purpose in our lives. If we are with God, our lives will slowly blossom into full fruition for God’s glory. If not, we are like sheep led to the slaughterhouse.
Between life and death, we can actively seek for solid happiness. In the Lord we can find it, outside of God, we search in vain.
That productive gap between life…continue reading..
The thrill and delight I see in the faces of children as they play computer games and play stations bring back precious memories of my fun-filled childhood years. When we were young, we didn’t have money for toys, and having a television set was beyond our imagination. But out of sticks, tin cans, and stones, we were able to build a world of our own. A world of fun and laughter a thousand miles apart from the electronic games of today.
Patentero, luksong tinik, piko, taguan, habulan, sikyo and tinda-tindahan, were some of the games we used to play. Tinda-tindahan was my favorite. We arranged various kinds of leaves, stones, and seeds on our makeshift stores. Our specialty was green…continue reading..