Two lovely scenes of human kindness that I witnessed today just made the world a hopeful place (amid the horrific UK Parliament tragedy that rocked our sense of calm anew). In the supermarket, a Caucasian gentleman cared enough to move his stuffs on the till to make room for my groceries, handed me the stick…
Milestone birthdays are due for three special women: my mother-in-law will celebrate her 90th, my paternal aunt is still undecided if she will have a party for her 70th birthday, and yours truly is turning a new leaf to mark 55 seasons in a fun and memorable way. I don’t know why all of a…
Our skies here are empty. The familiar squawks almost unheard of. A pair or two of these migratory geese and a few birds is what I have seen so far. Oh, where have all the geese flown this time? From what I remember, the inflight of the Canadian geese heralds spring inasmuch as their exflight…
“Do you eat chicken?” an old man addressed me with that odd question as I went about my duties as a meat clerk in the top-selling supermarket in southern Winnipeg. “What?” (with that quizzical look on my face like saying, “Are you talking to me?), I responded by reflex. “Why, yes, of course, sir. Why…
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I call her my “newer” oma because I have another grandma from my father’s side, who’s “older” and also lives in Vienna. Oma is much younger, but she’s also old I’m told. How old, well, I don’t really know. What I do know is she’s always acting silly when I see her on Skype. “Joshua,…
Stargazing was not just a favorite pastime that both relaxed and entertained me while I agonizingly waited in my home country for the approval of our immigration application to Manitoba. It was a ritual of hatching that dream to fruition. On good nights, I enjoyed my time in our balcony, watching the heavens passed me…
I dropped a pair of scissors in a tight corner behind my ultra-heavy washing machine. It instantly brought back to mind a scene from Mitch Albom’s “Five People You Meet in Heaven” book: a key that fell from a man’s pocket as he was on the descent in that thrilling ferris wheel ride triggering a…
My romance with the Word began when I dusted my grandfather’s books during summer school break in the seventies. I would always visit my grandmother in their home tucked far down the main street beyond the trees at the end of a narrow dirt road – much like a scene plucked out from Little Red…
Isaiah 14:24-27 New International Version (NIV) 24 The Lord Almighty has sworn, “Surely, as I have planned, so it will be, and as I have purposed, so it will happen. 25 I will crush the Assyrian in my land; on my mountains I will trample him down. His yoke will be taken from my people,…
No thanks to cable television and the internet, we get exposed almost everyday to the horrors of armed conflicts, depicting sufferings, cries of anguish, bloodshed, mutilation and deaths, around the world. The daily broadcasts and posts have somehow made us numb and immune to violence. We thought we had seen it all. Until the August…
My humble tribute to a wonderdul person who helped my parents in raising me >>> This great-looking guy is my late mother’s younger brother (shown here with her lovely wife, tita Lulu). Tito Boy Cando took care of me as a girl growing up in Cabanatuan City, where we first lived. He was a fantastic…
Like a spurned lover, Habagat is a very angry god, unleashing endless streams of rain in a show of might against rival Buhawi, the god of typhoon. Both smitten with Amihan, the goddess of cool, northeasterly wind, these legendary deities have elemental powers to win over the other – while lowly creatures that inhabited the…
Heavy monsoon rains wash away junk, like this bottle, that can spring up some surprise for the curious one.
“What’s your sad 😦 story today?” I asked my 12-year-old Korean girl pupil. “I don’t read books so my dad scold me,” was her reply. “Oh, your father scolded you for not reading your books today,” I said – and proceeded to repeat her words by reversing the emphasis: My dad scolded me because I…
Life is a cycle of highs and lows. At 51, there are more ‘highs’ than ‘lows’ that I have to watch out for. Rising blood pressure is one, although I am not really checking everyday. But I have made a pact with the best internist-doctor friend in the world by the name of limi_md that…
Young Buddhist ESL pupils who live in Jeju keep my nights from Monday to Sunday busy. Not all my online pupils are Buddhists, though. There’s a Christian, a Catholic, and an atheist, too. But this year’s Hari Raya Aidil Fitri, the end of Ramadan, reminds me of my memorable interaction with Muslims in Bandar Seri Begawan in August…
Fifty days after Joy’s death, Heaven sends us, her friends, a basket of fruits to fill our spirits with a harvest like no other! These are the Fruits of the Holy Spirit (Galatians 5:22-23), one of which is Joy, who at 52, joined our other classmate-friends: Heny, Al, Dan and Eve in Heaven. It would be interesting…
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