Been there, done that

          There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it.

          When the girls find out, they’ll never speak to him again as long as he lives.  The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays this prayer, “Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I’m dead meat.”  He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with a look in her eyes that says he has been discovered.

         As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy’s lap. The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself, “Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!”

          Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else – Susie.  She tries to help, but they tell her to get out. “You’ve done enough, you klutz!”

          Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Susie whispers back, “I wet my pants once too.”

          All of us go through all good and bad things in life.  We should always remember how we felt when we were in same condition and should not mock others for being in it.  Always try to understand their situation as if you are in it and help much as possible praying to God that today you are in a condition to help someone who needs it.

Take control or be controlled

     A wealthy man requested an old scholar to wean his son away from his bad habits.  The scholar took the youth for a stroll through a garden. Stopping suddenly he asked the boy to pull out a tiny plant growing there. The youth held the plant between his thumb and forefinger and pulled it out. The old man then asked him to pull out a slightly bigger plant. The youth pulled hard and the plant came out, roots and all. “Now pull out that one,” said the old man pointing to a bush. The boy had to use all his strength to pull it out. “Now take this one out,” said the old man, indicating a guava tree. The youth grasped the trunk and tried to pull it out. But it would not budge. “It’s impossible,” said the boy, panting with the effort. “So it is with bad habits,” said the sage. “When they are young it is easy to pull them out but when they take hold they cannot be uprooted.”

     The session with the old man changed the boy’s life. Don’t wait for bad habits to grow in you, drop them while you have control over it else they will get control you.

It was a perfect illusion

          Here's the thing about love, it is hard to put into words. Love brings up emotions that run the game from agony to ecstasy. Love can inspire us to accomplish some of the craziest and most amazing feats. Love can make you happier than you've ever been, sadder than you've ever been, angrier than you've ever been. It can elate you and deflate you almost at the same time.  While we can all pretty much recognize the emotions associated with love, actually finding the words to explain those feelings is a pretty tough order. People have searched for centuries to find the right way to say "I love you" and to try to explain those butterflies in your stomach, that warm fuzzy feeling in your belly and that heart skipping a beat. One thing we know is that whether you've love and won or loved and lost, it's always worth it. Here is a story of a guy who fell in love with girl who never loved him back.
          Once, there was this guy who was in love with a girl. She wasn’t the most beautiful and gorgeous but for him, she was everything. He used to dream about her, about spending the rest of life with her. His friends told him, “Why do you dream so much about her, when you don’t even know if she loves you or not?  First tell her your feelings, and get to know if she likes you or not." He felt that was the right way. The girl knew from the beginning that this guy loves her. One day when he proposed, she rejected him. His friends thought he would take alcohol, drugs and ruin his life. To their surprise, he was not depressed. When they asked him how was it that he is not sad,  he replied, "Why should I feel bad? I lost one who never loved me and she lost the one who really loved and cared for her."

          True love is hard to get. Love is all about giving to other person without greed of gaining anything in return. If other person rejects it, its him or her who will be losing the most important thing in life. So never feel rejected. The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather loved in spite of ourselves. In order for oneself to be happy, it is necessary to make at least one other person happy. But it's a very dangerous state. You are inclined to wrecklessness and kind of tune out the rest of your life and everything that's been important to you. It's actually not all that pleasurable. I don't know who the hell wants to get in a situation where you can't bear an hour without somebody's company. Be in the state that if somebody loves you then love him or her back. If he or she don't, then leave. It is not a loss if it is wasn't worth keeping.

The smartest man in the world

    A doctor, a lawyer, a little boy and a priest were out for a Sunday afternoon flight on a small private plane. Suddenly, the plane developed engine trouble. In spite of the best efforts of the pilot, the plane started to go down. Finally, the pilot grabbed a parachute and yelled to the passengers that they better jump, and he himself bailed out. Unfortunately, there were only three parachutes remaining. The doctor grabbed one and said “I’m a doctor, I save lives, so I must live,” and jumped out. The lawyer then said, “I’m a lawyer and lawyers are the smartest people in the world. I deserve to live.” He also grabbed a parachute and jumped. The priest looked at the little boy and said, “My son, I’ve lived a long and full life. You are young and have your whole life ahead of you. Take the last parachute and live in peace.” The little boy handed the parachute back to the priest and said, “Not to worry Father, the smartest man in the world just took off with my back pack.”

     Working hard and working smart are sometimes can be two different things. The world don't need smart professionals but those professionals who know how deal with their professions properly. Your job doesn’t always define you, but being a good human being does.

Million reasons to quit, one reason to live

     There was a time when I have a lot of friends. I was a bit shy and reserved. I never really wanted to be popular, but I did want to have someone to share secrets and laughs with. All through junior high school, though, I just slipped in and out of "light" friendships where I didn't find a lot of comfort or companionship. When it came time to go to senior high school, I was quite nervous. I was going to be rooming with someone I didn't know and living in a town 300 miles away from home. There wouldn't be a single person I knew in town. I had no idea how I was going to make friends in this new environment.
     The first week of classes, something happened that changed my life forever. In our Oral Communication in Context class, I was asked (as were all the students) to share a little about myself. I told everyone where I called home and all of the other ordinary details that students share in such situations. The final question for each student was always the same, "What is your goal for this class?" Now, most of the students said it was to get a good grade, pass the class or something similar, but for some reason, I said something entirely different. I said that my goal was to make just one good friend. While most of the students sat in silence, one student came to me and held out her hand and introduced herself. She asked if I could be her friend. The whole room was silent – all eyes focused on us and the hand extended just in front of. I smiled and stretched my hand out to take her's and a friendship was formed. It was a friendship that lasted all through senior high school.
      It was back then when I was about to enter senior high school, I never thought of having a bestfriend. I never imagined that I could be with somebody I can laugh and cry with. I thought that my life as a senior will be the same as before, a loner but everything changed as I found myself wrong because I became bestfriends with the people that I never thought that I could be with. One of them is Angela. You will not like her at first but as the time goes by you'll get to know each other and inch by inch you'll get closer and closer that will form a bond between the both of you that no one could ever set you from her apart. Being her bestfriend is such a great opportunity because having her is also having a mother and a superhero at the same time. She cares like a mom and protects and keeps me away from danger like a real superhero does. She is always at my side whenever I have a problem or something that I cannot burst out to anyone except her. She makes me laugh whenever I'm sad and my crying shoulder everytime I'm in the deepest state of my life. I love her and I treasure her so much. She is a four-leaf clover and a pot of gold of mine at the end of a rainbow.
     Angela Reyes is a friend who you can count on and she'll be there. She might not be perfect in pleasing the world but she can please you that your wolrd can be perfect!

Treasure, that is what you are

     Two men were seriously ill. They occupied the same room in the hospital. One of them was lying in the bed near the only window in their room. Everyday he was allowed to spend some time sitting up in his bed to help draining the fluid from lungs. The other man was forced to spend all his days flat on his back. They talked a lot about their life, families, jobs, vacations. Everytime, when the first man was sitting by the window, he described in details all that he saw outside the window. His roommate always looked for those moments, when his world was broadened and brightened up by the world outside. Amazing views of a park with a beautiful lake could be seen from the window of their room. Children delightfully played among ducks and swans. Couples walked arm in arm among colouTwo men were seriously ill. They occupied the same room in the hospital. One of them was lying in the bed near the only window in their room. Every day he was allowed to spend some time sitting up in his bed to help draining the fluid from lungs. The other man was forced to spend all his days flat on his back. They talked a lot about their life, families, jobs, vacations. Everytime, when the first man was sitting by the window, he described in details all that he saw outside the window. His roommate always looked for those moments, when his world was broadened and brightened up by the world outside. Amazing views of a park with a beautiful lake could be seen from the window of their room. Children delightfully played among ducks and swans. Couples walked arm in arm among colorful flowers. Also the stunning city skyline could be seen.

     When the man by the window had been thoroughly describing all that was happening outside the window, his roommate would close his eyes and imaged all the beautiful scenes of life that were told to him. One night the man, whose bed was near the window, died peacefully during sleep and his roommate was very sad. After some time, when the nurse came to visit him, he asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse agreed and kindly made the switch. When she left, the man slowly and painfully propped himself up on one elbow and took the first look at the world outside. He was stunned. The window faced a blank wall. When the nurse came to visit him the next time, he told her about beautiful things outside the window that his roommate described him. The nurse replied that his roommate was a blind man that probably he just tried to encourage him.

     In life, we encounter different people. Some only care for themselves and some care for others the way they care about themselves. But, the greatest of them all are those people who forget about themselves just for the sake of others. Everyone should appreciate those kind of people because having them is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Not all treasures are silver and gold others are those people who encourages you in all aspects of life. The one who finds a faithful friend, finds a treasure.

The one that got away no more

Blogger's point of view: Do you think that it's possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?

     There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone except her loving boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
     One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could she everything including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend ask her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears and later wrote a letter to her saying, "just take care of my eyes dear."
     This is how human brain changes when the status changed. Only few remember what life was before, and who's always been there even in the most painful situation. Like her boyfriend's role in the story, let's try to be a rainbow in someones cloud too. Let us spice up their gloomy life. After helping others, some might stay but most people might leave but that's not the end of your story, that's the end of their part in your story.

What a real examination is

     One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided the animal was old and the well needed to be covered up anyway it just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey. He invited all his neighbors to come over and help him. They all grabbed a shovel and begin to shovel dirt into the well. At first, the donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly. Then, to everyone’s amazement he quieted down. A few shovel loads later, the farmer finally looked down the well and was astonished at what he saw. With every shovel of dirt that fell on his back, the donkey was doing something amazing. He would shake it off and take a step up. As the farmer’s neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he would shake it off and take a step up. Pretty soon, everyone was amazed as the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and totted off!
     Last week's examination was exhausting. It was not the typical questions that I'm used too. The questions are piling up leaving me at the bottom. My only goal is to pass. I was out of no where that time but I noticed something, the questions are interrelated. So, I got an idea and was able to get the answers from the questions stated on the other numbers. Same thing goes in our lives, sometimes problems come and pull us down. But, why not turn it the other way around? The problem is not the problem, the problem is your attitude about the problem. It is the way how you see them. Don't be pushed by your problem, be led by your goals and dreams instead. Don't problem your problems. Let your problems, problem you. They are not stop signs because in fact, they are guidelines. Guidelines that will teach you on how you should face them and how you should protect yourself against all odds.
     Be like the donkey in the story, set those  problems as your stepping stones for you to be able to reach the top. What's important thing about a problem is not its solution but the strength we gain in finding a solution. Life is going to shovel dirt on you, all kinds of dirt. The trick is to not to get bogged down by it. We can get out of the deepest wells by not stopping and by never giving up. Shake it off and take a step up!

One loyal friend is worth a thousand relatives

Blogger's note: A blog tribute for Jerica Baylosis and Claire Anne Rimbawa. Happy bestfriends day!

     A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand, “Today my best friend slapped me in the face." They kept on walking until they found an oasis where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning but his friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone, “Today my best friend saved my life." The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?”  The other friend replied, "When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.”
     I have met two girls who at first glance I'm not attracted to but then as I talked with them with every word, every smile and every laugh they become more beautiful until I can't believe there was a moment I didn't think they were. I never see it coming that we will come to a point that the three of us will become bestfriends. They are like four leaf clover. They are very hard to find but very lucky to have and I'm very blessed that I have found two, Jerica and Claire. They are not that have-it-all type of person because probably, they might not be your ideal friends. They commit mistakes and understand things differently the way I understand it but those differences are perfect in my sight. We fight because of little things but that make us stronger. I'm me when I'm with them because I can express whatever I wanted to. They are someone I can call on whenever I have something I cannot burst out to others. They understand me more than my family does. They appreciate my efforts more than my crush does. Most of all, they made me feel that I'm worth loving and fighting for and my existence is not a big mistake.
     I have realized that as I get older, I'am becoming more selective of who I consider a friend. I find that I would rather have 4 quarters than 100 pennies. I have learned that I should not value the things I have in life but value who I have in my life.

A day without Oral Communication

     It is true that some of the greatest moments in life come from moments that are incomplete. As our professor announced that we will not be meeting for two consecutive Monday, everybody shouted and started making noise because of the gladness of our heart. At most, we are two days away from that miserable Monday. It's payback time for those sleepless nights for us to rest, to sleep and to gain energy again. Because in no days, Monday will come again and will ruin our day again from another time around.
     At first, I find myself contented without it but as the days goes by, my day without oral communication was like going outside in the middle of the night and walk around and not actually do anything just observe and think. It was like this week was a mess. It was incomplete. I don't know why I'm feeling this right now because I should be very happy for I wasn't able to meet one of my least favorite subject. But why did it turned on the other way around? Why do I feel like something's missing? Similar with the reaction in the body of alcoholic person whenever he was not able to feed his body some alcohol, same thing goes with me. A day without oral communication is a day wasted. I feel like something is bothering me inside that I should go and look for something that is english-related "thingy." I never thought that I'm gonna be speaking in english everywhere. Even when when I'm about to ride a bus, buy something in the store and so forth. Everyone was somehow confused why I'm speaking in that manner. Even me, I kept on asking myself if am I still Rose Ann. I couldn't believe myself that from being an english carabao speaker, I became a fluent one. It is all because of oral communication. I don't love that subject, it's just that because I'm used to it and it has been playing a big role serving as a fuel in my senior high school life.  I have realized that I don't have to miss out on something that could be amazing just because it could also be difficult.
     I don't know what I want but I do know that something is missing. It's just that I dont know what it is but I can feel it, I really can feel it. I have learned the I should never give up on something I can't go a day without thinking about. It's like how you climb a mountain is more important than reaching the top. Climb the mountain not for the world to see you but for you to see the world.

Unity is strength, division is weakness

Blogger's Note: I would want to honor this to my groupmates who never let trials divide us apart.

     We, the individuals will never be an island. It is our nature to provide and to fill one another needs. We all have different personalities but those won't stop us from being united as one. Trully, opposite attracts. Strength lies in differences not in similarities. I can do things that others cannot, others can do things that I cannot but together we can do great things. We are like a wall for no one can break us all.
     I'm very blessed to be one of the members of this group. I never expected that we could present Miss Saigon that well. Marvinne was very passionate in working with others and that made me admire her so much for she always took care of others and don't even mind about herself. I was also surprised with Spencer because I thought that he would never took that seriously but I was wrong. Though, he always get in trouble everytime but that doesn't define him because he really was a good leader. Whenever we have a practice, he always leads us till hell freezes over. Shaira's patience was also tested. She was a short tempered person. I still remember the day when we had a misunderstanding but I was blown away because not in the least I thought that she couldn't control and calm herself that time. A round of applause for her. Janine have showcased her dancing skills. She really was a jaw dropping dancer. We were like "wow, she's very graceful!" She was a good choreographer too. I also thank Trisha, though she's not our groupmate but still she helped us to finish Miss Saigon. She was very kind and very eager to help us. I couldn't help but to be grateful for what she did. She's an angel in disguise leading me why Spencer is really into her. Yes, we were all different but those differences serve as a mighty bond for us all to become one.
     The essence of beautiful is unity in variety. Let us all be independently together. You, yourself and the others, themselves will make a big difference once united together. I'am a member of a team and I rely on the team. I defer for it and sacrifice for it because the team, not the individual, is the ultimate champion.

GRATITUDE OF EXISTENCE

BLOGGER'S NOTE: This is an open speech for the person that I have never showed love for the longest time.

     The dragon that was once as sleep ascended and started slaying everyone he sees. A voice of a thunder and a continuously shooting ball fire always wake me up. He is a loose cannon so you better watch out. Even his other half can't halt him. He was granted with five off springs, unfortunately, I'm one of them.

     Someone I know once ask me what I want in life. I happily answered that I would want to be a papa's girl someday. I would want to spend my whole day around with him watching movies that I love. I would want to travel and get fascinated in different places together with him. But most of all, I would want to feel the love. The love that is burning in bosom. A pure love that a father could ever give to his child. Ever since when I was a kid, I have never experience a time that we had spend hours together. My father has a stable job that time. Eventhough he always gave me toys, I can't still feel the heartbeat that some other kids feel on their father. I don't need any worldly things, I need his time and his attention. I hated the world so much because of him. From that time then, I stand all amaze all by my own. I told myself that I'am not worth loving for. I told myself that I don't need anyone but the truth is they don't need me
     And now, he was paralyse because of an unknown disease. All of the pieces that was once broken are now going back to there proper places. My day is not complete without me taking care of him. It's like heaven in disguise because I feel like we are spending time together everytime I give him food and take him in the bath. My childhood was not perfect. I can't really say that it was fantastic but it was a beautiful tragedy. I'm very thankful that I became his daughter because without him, there will be no "Rose Ann" today. A Rose Ann that is independent enough to stand on her own feet. A strong Rose Ann that always put on the armor of righteousness and perseverance against trials and temptations. I know that time will come that  someone is going to hug me so tight that all of my broken pieces will stick back together.

I failed but I'm not a failure

     Failing is just your first attempt in learning but what if you find yourself failing everytime? They say that you only broke your heart once but everytime I remember that day, it broke my heart over and over again. I know to myself that I have done my part very well. I studied well. I didn't even have enough sleep but I still failed. Am I not enough? Why do I always feel like I'm a big mess?

     I have never failed a class until an Oral Communication in Context came in out of no where. It's really hard for me to cope up and to get over about what happened. I really have to treasure and take care of my scholarship or else, I'm gonna die thinking how to bring that back. But then, last Monday, I failed my oral communication exam. That unit plays a big part in my grades for me to continue studying with a scholarship. I have never failed that big even before. Am' I a failure? Yes, yes I'am.

     I'm Rose Ann Ariola from Bulacan. I used to be the valedictorian of my previous school. I'm not boasting myself, but yes, I may look rich but the truth is I came from a poor family. I'm independent enough because I'm paying my own course of study. After school, it always take me two hours before I arrive in my work. After work, I tend to get in charge in taking care of my paralyse father. I don't even have time to review and to do my homeworks early. I don't even mind eating every night and day just to save money for me to have enough allowance for the whole week. Being a working student and taking care of my father at the same time is not that easy but I have to. Pretty great right? But how is it possible that besides the fact that I'm standing on my own feet, I still feel like I'm not good enough? I really want to see myself the way others see me. Am' I a failure? I guess I'am but a little better.

     I'm a daughter of the most high God. I'm a princess of my father who is a king and of my mother who is a queen. I raised myself all by my own. I know how to stand all by my own. I'am a virtuous woman who find courage within my inner self. Now tell me, Am' I a failure? Nope, I'm not and I will never be like that. From now on, I will keep on telling myself that, yes, I might fail but that doesn't mean that I'm a failure. I should love myself. I'm proud that I'm successfully failing in persuing my quest for perfection because I have realized one thing, I can never be perfect. It is only my imperfections that make me perfect.

Eloquency is the new brainy

   

     English is just a language and it is not a measurement of knowledge. Yes, that's true but don't you know that good speaking makes you look well-educated? Words are so powerful that it could kill somebody's heart. But, good communication will serve as your armor in this world full of brutalities.
     All eloquent are fluent but not all fluent are eloquent. Fluency makes someone speak but it is eloquency that makes someone speak and persuades his listener at the same time. If you are eloquent, then it will be easy for you to find common ground and make amend with one another. You are able to express your thoughts without hesitations meaning to say, you are not just being caged on a box but it is letting you to explore the whole world around.

Communication Within Yourself

     Have you ever wonder how Mark Vujicic, a great speaker, was born? Well, you're asking it wrong for he was not born naturally with that skill. Thus, he developed his potential through his inner self.
As we all know, he was born with no arms and legs making his life miserable. And that what made him fully armored against trials and temptations.
     Mark Vujicic's childhood days were so sorrowful. Ever since he started going to school, there were no days had passed by without his classmates bullying him. He was too depressed and every single day, the level of his self esteem keeps on decreasing. Until he decided to stop but then, he was driven again to reach his optimum goal. He promised himself that by that time, he won't let any other people stopped him from doing the things that he love.
     All those tragic experience that he have been through, shaped him. He molded himself alone by encouraging, boosting his confidence and trusting himself that he can do everything despite the fact that he was incomplete. He discovered his capabilities althrough those circumstances. Those disabilities that once were his weaknesses turned to be his strengths.
     In relation, we should be like him. I'm not telling you to go ahead cut your legs and arms just to be like him. But, being like Mark Vujicic is being yourself despite of your flaws and imperfections. Let your weakness be your strength.

Oral Communication In Context Brings Bond Into Existence

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     Communication is so powerful for it keeps us in unison. Good communication prolongs a good relationship from one another. It keeps us in control and away from danger as it gives instruction. It also serves as a fuel for someone to get motivated. Also, it is very efficient for us to express our emotions.
     Communicating with others is quite easy if you have a better knowledge in composing your sentences. But, what if you are not grammatically inclined? It could be so challenging for you to express what you are telling about. Grammatical errors are the root of most misunderstanding. It is one of the greatest barrier for someone to understand one another.
     Words, therefore, could destroy one's relationship if it is not use properly. But, it could also be one of the reason for someone to create a good companionship with one another. A good communication is not negotiable but it is from the heart coming out from the mouth. Proper communication brings bond that prolongs and last a lifetime.

Is Oral Communication In Context will serve as a pathway for our brighter future as a senior high school student?

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     Every youth holds the future. But, what if you, as a young man don't know what will your future be? Communication is the best way to shape your future. Good communication skills will let others understand your opinion without being mistaken too much. It will also set as your light as you continually ponder to become more eloquent in communicating with others. Persuasive and interesting communication skills will help you find the best and stable job for you. It will help you to answer the interviewer's question confidently and full of thoughts. This skill will lead you for a better presentation and will improve your talent in terms of social communicating aspect. Communication will serve as your stepping stone and will lead you few steps ahead to your optimum goal.

     As they say, communication is the key for someone to express their thoughts. It is essential because it serves as a common ground for everyone to make amends with one another. With  the help of this blog, you can fly on various areas of learning. It pertains about how oral communication in context can change your own communicating perspective. Get ready for this adventure and to be fascinated as we travel around this world full of communicating literature!

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