To stoop when a bullet passes by is not cowardice. It is worse to defy it, only to fall and never to rise again. ---Pilosopo Tasio.
If you don't know Pilosopo Tasio, go read one of Rizal's novels, Noli Me Tangere.
To stoop when a bullet passes by is not cowardice. It is worse to defy it, only to fall and never to rise again. ---Pilosopo Tasio.
The nearest thing to a law of success is that if you are committed, you will succeed. The strength of commitment can even be quantified---in terms of the time and effort you allocate to your goals, not in sporadic burst, but in a steady state. ---Blas Ople, The Work Ethic and the Law of Success
Starting today until Saturday, I'll be leaving the blogosphere to attend the annual Student Assistant Scholars Organization (SASO) retreat at the Benedictine Retreat House, Ulas, Davao City.
The corner behind the Circulation section of the HCDC-H.S. Library is one place that's frequented by students. Their reason, I guess, is not so much to look for some good reads as it is to hide from the watchful eyes of the librarian and the student assistants.
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A manuscript page of John Updike's novel "Couples." From The Paris Review
Philippine Academy of Sakya, Davao: I wonder what it's like to be here.
I don't know what is life like with Ria, but I'll vote for Life with Ria anyway in the 2009 PBA Blogger's Choice Special Award (Mindanao).
I am no poet. But I don’t hate poetry at all. Though I shun the way poets obscure their message, I still like the way they weave the words to produce so beautiful a sound like only a poem can.Nothing inspires me more than to receive a comment from a reader. It keeps me going. As economists would put it, it's a great incentive.
The comment below I received sometime in June 2008 when my essay was published in the Philippine Daily Inquirer's Youngblood section:
Please send my feedback to the author of the Youngblood article 'Why teach?', but I want to remain anonymous. Please tell him that teachers are the people I look up to. Teachers are very important to me because a part of who I am right now is because of them. I owe them a lot for the knowledge and wisdom i have right now. They continue to make good citizens. I hope he won't feel belittled anymore.
Whenever someone comments on my writeup, I can't help but be delighted because it means three things:

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As my tribute to some of my memorable teachers, I wrote two essays, honoring their contribution to my upbringing. The first essay, "Ma'am G, how could I thank thee?" was published in the Learning section of the Philippine Daily Inquirer. The second, "Mr. Zombie," was published in The Mindanao Times.
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If you approach a snake-oil vendor, he will tell you, without a moment's hesitation, that something's wrong with you, and that you better take his medicine. A medical doctor, by contrast, after performing a battery of tests, not only will tell what ails you, but also explains what causes your ailment. Then he will recommend the best cure possible.