World Teachers Day

October 5 is annually designated “World Teachers Day” to honor those who have taken upon themselves to continue the time of molding minds of the future generation. The dictionary defines teaching as“an act of helping someone to learn” and as a profession that deals with helping others to learn” In fact, teaching is more than a profession; it is a vocation or a way of life since it entails more than 8 hour devotion to duty. After school, the teacher still has to check papers, prepare lesson plan for next day’s lesson’s talk to parents for updates on their children and initiate desired change in the community. It is therefore a sad fact that many teachers are lowly paid and had to deal with bureaucratic pressures in our public schools.

A lot of us think that good teachers are those who were exemplary in their achievements, those who are topnotchers, who graduate with flying colors or those who have lots of titles following their names. However,for me, quality education always comes from the mouth of a passionate teacher.With the kind of society we have today, we seldom meet professors who practice teaching will all their hearts. Passionate teachers are those who are set ‘to educate’ as their long term objective before they enter class; those who do not rely on books; those who interpret the lessons in different ways and most especially, those who are still willing to be educated, whatever the subject a teacher may be teaching real education lies not on how the students become good at solving mathematical problems or becoming good in public speaking or philosophizing, but on how the students learned these things because they caught the value of relating it to their lives from the teacher’s methodology. Moreover, for me, good teachers are those who are not uptight, those who socialize with their students and remain to be professional. Finally and most importantly, good teachers are those who build trust and respect on their students because there is no education more precious than being grounded on both.

After 17 years of being educated inside the classroom. I always look back and thank those teachers who influence me in one way or another to be what I am today. I learned confidence from a teacher who intentionally compared me to others and criticized my capabilities. I remember a teacher who accept me while im being rejected to other school. I learned to be resilient when a teacher flunk me in values and even learn to pray because of teacher who constantly ask me to lead the prayer and most of all i never forget my teacher who teach me in a different way who wake up my capability & ability on a different level. These little things are those which influence most of what i am today and i will forever thank my teachers for that, for shaping my thoughts in ways that they might not think they have done.

Studying may be hard, as most students would think, but studying is always fun depending in your attitude towards it. And we should realize how great are the contribution of our teachers in developing this attitude.

-Brian D. L.

Better to be good and just choose to be happy.

















This is a very good reminder for all of us.

HOW TO CONTROL OUR EMOTIONS

This would give you guides on how to control your emotions towards your better-half, friends, officemates and all the people around you, especially your "boss". The rules of practicing " ugaling langit, ugaling kaaya-aya":




#1 Ang naunang magalit ang may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna.

#2 Walang taong nag-aaway mag-isa. Pag hindi kayo sumagot o pumatol, titigil din daw ang taong nakikipag- away sa inyo.

#3 Ang taong galit, 'bingi.' If someone is angry, wala raw pinakikinggan, so, don't try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niya iintindihin dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya.

#4 Ang taong galit, 'abnoy.' Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? because the Lord said when He was crucified, "Father, patawarin mo sila dahil hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginagawa." Modern term for these kinds of people are abnoys, so you better not get angry para huwag kang matawag na abnoy.
You should also know and realize that the persons who make your day bad are jewels, because you need them for you to mature. Hangga't andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa. God will not take away those people; it's for you to take away your bad feelings towards them. You'll know na mature ka na pag dumating 'yung time na hindi ka na naiinis sa mga taong ito because you have learned to accept them and to have patience with them.

#5 And finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of this
person, "I will grow mature," and that DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA SA
MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD. heheheheehehhe



A day without laughter is a day wasted...

The Mayonnaise Jar

When things in your life seem, almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly,
He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
And proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students, if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They
agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the
jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded
with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the
table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

'Now,' said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things - family,
children, health, Friends, and Favorite passions,
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained,
Your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job,
house, and car.

The sand is everything else --The small stuff.

'If you put the sand into the jar first,' He continued,
there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are important to
you.

So...

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the
disposal.

'Take care of the golf balls first --
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.'

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee
represented.

The professor smiled.
'I'm glad you asked'.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may
seem,
there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a
friend.'

Please share this with other "Golf Balls"
I just did......

Dear Dad.

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - even with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wants me to have the kid and that we can be very happy together. Even though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship, don't you agree?

Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too.

Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,

Rosie.

At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".

Hands still trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:

PS:

Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home.

I love you!

Your loving daughter,

Rosie

True Love Story (A must Read)

True Love Story - read carefully !! (don't miss it)................every word is worth reading

Hi.......... ....... Trust the fact???????? ??
　

This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last month in Kiwalan.
Her name was Ana... She was hit by a truck. She was working in Iligan City hall.

She had a boyfriend named Jhon.

Both of them were true lovers. They always hang on the phone..You can never see her without her cellphone. In fact she also changed her phone from Smart to Globe, so both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost. She spends half of the day talking with Jhon.
Ana's family knows about their relationship. Jhon is very close with Ana's family.

(just imagine their love) .

Before she passed away she always told her friends "If I pass away please burn me with my
cellphone" she also said the same thing to her parents.

After her death, people couldn't carry her body, I was there. A lot of them tried to do so but still cant , everybody including me, had tried to carry the body, the result is still the same.

Eventually, they called a person to one of their neighbours, who can speak with the soul of dead person, an albularyo who is a friend of her father. He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly. After a few minutes, he said "this girl misses something here." Then her friends told that person about her intentions to burn her with her cellphone...He then opened the grave box and place her phone and sim card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the body. It could be moved and they carried it into the van easily. All of us were shocked.

Mila's parents did not inform Jhon that Mila had passed away.

After 2 weeks Jhon called Mila's mom.....
Jhon :"Aunty, I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me.
Dont tell Mila that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her."
Her mother replied..... "You come home first, I wanna tell you something very important."
After he came, they told him the truth about Mila.
Jhon thinks that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said "dont try to fool me - tell Mila to come out, i have a gift for her. Please stop this nonsense".
Then they show him the original death certificate to him. They gave him proof to make him believe. (Jhon started to sweat) He said... "Its not true. We spoke yesterday. She still calls me.
Jhon was shaking.

Suddenly, Jhon's cellphone ring. "see this is from Mila, see this...."

he showed the phone to Ana's family. all of them told him to answer.

he talked using the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard his conversation.
Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming. It is the actual voice of Ana & there is no way others could use her sim card since it is nailed Inside the grave box they were so shocked and asked for the same person's who can speak with the soul of a dead persons, the albularyo help them again. He brought his master to solve this matter.

He & his master worked for 5 hours.

Then they discovered one thing which really shocked them...
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GLOBE has the best & widest coverage.
"Making great things possible" Globe!!!
　
　
　
heheh..LoL in life laughter is the best medicine...smile...have a good day :)

Heal the Hurt

Heal the hurt When you blame others for your troubles, you give them control of your life. Free yourself from your own anger, from your own resentment, and you'll find vastly more room for serenity and abundance.

It's bad enough if someone has wronged you in the past. Is it of any value for you to continue suffering from it?

Your best strategy is not to prolong the pain, or expand upon it. Your best strategy is to get past it as quickly as possible.

Whether or not anyone deserves your forgiveness is not the point. The point is, you deserve to forgive, to take back control of your life, so that you can live abundantly.
Your forgiveness may not even make a difference to those you forgive, if they're even aware of it. For you, it makes all the difference in the world.
When it is you who is feeling the hurt, it is also you who can heal the hurt. Heal the hurt, and move past the pain, with forgiveness specially this Christmas.

A Sad Love Story :(

2nd Year High
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

3rd year High

The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year

The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral Years

passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.