sabi ni tivo wara man kuno handa . hehehe
Friday, August 10, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
August meet-up
Mga padi, oks saindo na magkiritaan kita niyan na august? iristoryahan nan plano plano lang.
just to start-up again our plans and projects na medyo nasa "pause" mode niyan. hehehe
pakibutang na lang san names niyo sa comments kung join kayo. oks?
just to start-up again our plans and projects na medyo nasa "pause" mode niyan. hehehe
pakibutang na lang san names niyo sa comments kung join kayo. oks?
Monday, July 23, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
posting youtube videos
goja, to post youtube videos, icopy mo an code na nakabutang didto sa rightside--idto na may "embed" .
note the part i encircled sa picture.
thanks sa pag-post padi ha :-)
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Friday, July 06, 2007
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Goodluck Gojie!
mga padi, let's pray that gojie will successfully pass the nursing board exams today.
Padi, pasiguruha na kaupod ka sa top ten ha --olps batch86 baga :D
Padi, pasiguruha na kaupod ka sa top ten ha --olps batch86 baga :D
Friday, June 08, 2007
Monday, June 04, 2007
Friday, June 01, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Thursday, May 17, 2007
new proposition
medyo mabudlayon an blog ta.
anyway, any news with our investment? I have a new one for you, why not invest it in dairy? Before any reaction, here's a background.
Land O' Lakes is a cooperative based in Minnesota. Their main business is in dairy and accounts for majority of milk produced in that state. Some 5 years ago LOL created a foundation in the Philippines to facilitate grants through a commodity monetization scheme. A large surplus of powdered milk will be given to the Philippines in which the latter can sell and proceeds to fund local nutrition projects. As part of the bargain, my agency, NDA, required LOL to set up a modest production unit in Camarines Sur. Goa became that area and right now outgoing Mayor Marcel Pan is producing so much milk that he is marketing his produce in Naga. There are now three dairy plants in Goa although only two are operating steadily.
A fourth milk plant was constructed two years ago in Pili was visited by US Ambassador Kenny with DA Secretary Yap early this year. This new plant is rated to process 2,000 liters of milk a day with facilities for cheese making. However, due to the limited number of animals, Camarines Sur can only produce so much. This is very disheartening as Gov. LRay, during the Kenny visit asked that the plant supply 900 liters of milk for its hunger mitigation measures.
In Goa, Mayor Pan is doing the groundwork for commercial marketing of his flavored yoghurt and other products.
By june this year, 200 animals will arrive from New Zealand to beef up production in Camarines Sur targeting recipients from four municipalities around Naga.
Would this mean that milk supply will be enough to answer the demand in Naga. Not quite. Since recipients are newbies there might be fallouts.
Medyo bitin pero lets leave some of the details for later. Tama na siguro an diyot na detalye for you to ruminate and let your imaginations fly. If you have questions please do text me, Jet has my new number, by the way, for security reasons I cant post my number here.
AMDG
anyway, any news with our investment? I have a new one for you, why not invest it in dairy? Before any reaction, here's a background.
Land O' Lakes is a cooperative based in Minnesota. Their main business is in dairy and accounts for majority of milk produced in that state. Some 5 years ago LOL created a foundation in the Philippines to facilitate grants through a commodity monetization scheme. A large surplus of powdered milk will be given to the Philippines in which the latter can sell and proceeds to fund local nutrition projects. As part of the bargain, my agency, NDA, required LOL to set up a modest production unit in Camarines Sur. Goa became that area and right now outgoing Mayor Marcel Pan is producing so much milk that he is marketing his produce in Naga. There are now three dairy plants in Goa although only two are operating steadily.
A fourth milk plant was constructed two years ago in Pili was visited by US Ambassador Kenny with DA Secretary Yap early this year. This new plant is rated to process 2,000 liters of milk a day with facilities for cheese making. However, due to the limited number of animals, Camarines Sur can only produce so much. This is very disheartening as Gov. LRay, during the Kenny visit asked that the plant supply 900 liters of milk for its hunger mitigation measures.
In Goa, Mayor Pan is doing the groundwork for commercial marketing of his flavored yoghurt and other products.
By june this year, 200 animals will arrive from New Zealand to beef up production in Camarines Sur targeting recipients from four municipalities around Naga.
Would this mean that milk supply will be enough to answer the demand in Naga. Not quite. Since recipients are newbies there might be fallouts.
Medyo bitin pero lets leave some of the details for later. Tama na siguro an diyot na detalye for you to ruminate and let your imaginations fly. If you have questions please do text me, Jet has my new number, by the way, for security reasons I cant post my number here.
AMDG
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
BAMS again
mabudlayon na an blog ta ka wara nagpopost. harain na kamo?????sina wiron, kit and tyrone ini
Friday, March 23, 2007
latest smart globe print ad
a new print ad campaign was launched by smarterglobe featuring the these maelstrom guys --hehehe
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Prayers for Yayes' Dad
Kindly include in your prayers Yayes' Dad who is in critical condition from heart and kidney complications.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Happy Birthday Jason!
san-o an irinuman ta padi. damo kamo na feb celebrants kaya bagan fiesta na handaan ada ano? :-)
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Happy Birthday Gabby!
isarabay na lang niyo an handaan nindo na mga february bday celebrants ha para fiesta hehe.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Happy Birthday Mervs!
ano su handa mo padi?padara ka palan ki pix ha? ta inrecycle ko na lang mga pix mo
Friday, February 09, 2007
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Wounded Warrior
by Yayes Basares
There is a big hole in her skull. When you see the picture there is a soft tissue formed like a supot hanging from the back side of her skull and is filled with blood. Both the soft tissue forming like a supot and all its content – come through that hole. This is an inborn physical defect and was already there when I met her in 1994. At that time it was still small in size that was covered and hidden by the length of her hair. To date, its length surpasses her hair length, its size aside from what you can see covers her entire right ear and part of her right face, its weight approximately 5 kilos.
I am not a doctor and neither do I understand medical terms. But I have lived the past 12 years of my life with this woman. She is my wife.
And how I love this woman, whom I am proud to say, tamed me. The past twelve years of our marriage has always been an extreme joy for me to go home to her warm embrace knowing she prepared me a home where I can rest my tired spirit. It is my pride to have three very loving and wonderful kids grown up under the guidance of her maternal love and sacrifices. My wife is a simple woman whose little world revolves around rearing her kids and dutifully attending to her husband. It is her simple and quiet ways that endear her most to me as, best of all, she never competes with me.
How is she? She is, by God's grace, asymptomatic. No seizures, no loss of balance, no incoherent speeches, no nothing. In fact, she was a Technology and Home Economics teacher when I met her and only stopped working after our eldest suffered from bronchial asthma ever since year one. She was also a Lay Minister of the Word in our faith. She does household chores like all other "normal" housewives. It is only her physical defect that separates her from all of us, limiting her exposure as many are shocked to see her condition.
It was upon the prodding of Nono to have her medically checked a day after a pocket reunion we had together with Erwin, Junie, Collins, Henri, Dante, and Peewee last December 30, 2006.
It is this physical condition that we are hoping we could find an answer in the medical world. Mr. and Mrs. Nono Dorotan, by their kindness, indorsed us to their friend Dr. Laly Macindo who had been kind to us in extending assistance and many times going out of her way to do so. A plastic surgeon from UST together with other surgeons from Bicol Regional Training and Teaching Hospital has seen her and hoped that a plastic surgery could resolve the problem. Unfortunately, as my limited medical knowledge understands it, some more tests need to be conducted to determine any complication in her brain. The test is not available in the Bicol Region and, worse, could lead to a major medical operation. (Nono, with his big heart, has the CT Scan film and is coordinating with other radiologists to seek second opinion.)
On a personal note, this is my daily cross to carry. I have tried not to involve you. Yet I could not ignore the kindness of Nono and his wife, your concerted concern, through your text messages, and flood of sympathy all of which could be summed up by this SMS message from Rino: Yayes, I hope you will accept the idea and spirit behind this movement. Bro, with sincere gratitude, I do accept and I am deeply touched and honored to be part of Maelstrom.
My apologies that among our group I am left behind. Much has been said, but for me it is this simple:
I don't dream. Better yet, I have stopped dreaming.
I no longer recall when I lost the will to dream. What I recall is the feeling of emptiness. I cannot recollect the reason why I lost the will to dream, what I remember is the feeling of surrender.
I have stopped dreaming because at night I fear to go to bed and dream never to wake up again.
Pray tell me, how does one fly with broken wings?
Radiological findings:
A large soft tissue mass density with prominent vasculature, is seen off the left occipito-temporal scalp area. Note the intense but relatively inhomogenous contrast enhancement of the mass.
There is associated lytic erosion of the underlying left occipital bone.
No definite abnormal density change is seen in the brain parenchyma, cerebellum and occipital lobes appear intact.
The gray-white matter interfaces are maintained.
The eventricles and other CSF spaces are within normal.
Midline structures are not displaced.
The sellar, parasellar structures are not remarkable.
Evaluation:
Large intensely enhancing soft tissue mass, left occipito-temporal scalp area. A large soft tissue hemangioma is entertained.
K. Nee-Estuye, M.D. FPCR
Sorsogon Medical Mission Group
Hospital and Health Services Cooprative
There is a big hole in her skull. When you see the picture there is a soft tissue formed like a supot hanging from the back side of her skull and is filled with blood. Both the soft tissue forming like a supot and all its content – come through that hole. This is an inborn physical defect and was already there when I met her in 1994. At that time it was still small in size that was covered and hidden by the length of her hair. To date, its length surpasses her hair length, its size aside from what you can see covers her entire right ear and part of her right face, its weight approximately 5 kilos.
I am not a doctor and neither do I understand medical terms. But I have lived the past 12 years of my life with this woman. She is my wife.
And how I love this woman, whom I am proud to say, tamed me. The past twelve years of our marriage has always been an extreme joy for me to go home to her warm embrace knowing she prepared me a home where I can rest my tired spirit. It is my pride to have three very loving and wonderful kids grown up under the guidance of her maternal love and sacrifices. My wife is a simple woman whose little world revolves around rearing her kids and dutifully attending to her husband. It is her simple and quiet ways that endear her most to me as, best of all, she never competes with me.
How is she? She is, by God's grace, asymptomatic. No seizures, no loss of balance, no incoherent speeches, no nothing. In fact, she was a Technology and Home Economics teacher when I met her and only stopped working after our eldest suffered from bronchial asthma ever since year one. She was also a Lay Minister of the Word in our faith. She does household chores like all other "normal" housewives. It is only her physical defect that separates her from all of us, limiting her exposure as many are shocked to see her condition.
It was upon the prodding of Nono to have her medically checked a day after a pocket reunion we had together with Erwin, Junie, Collins, Henri, Dante, and Peewee last December 30, 2006.
It is this physical condition that we are hoping we could find an answer in the medical world. Mr. and Mrs. Nono Dorotan, by their kindness, indorsed us to their friend Dr. Laly Macindo who had been kind to us in extending assistance and many times going out of her way to do so. A plastic surgeon from UST together with other surgeons from Bicol Regional Training and Teaching Hospital has seen her and hoped that a plastic surgery could resolve the problem. Unfortunately, as my limited medical knowledge understands it, some more tests need to be conducted to determine any complication in her brain. The test is not available in the Bicol Region and, worse, could lead to a major medical operation. (Nono, with his big heart, has the CT Scan film and is coordinating with other radiologists to seek second opinion.)
On a personal note, this is my daily cross to carry. I have tried not to involve you. Yet I could not ignore the kindness of Nono and his wife, your concerted concern, through your text messages, and flood of sympathy all of which could be summed up by this SMS message from Rino: Yayes, I hope you will accept the idea and spirit behind this movement. Bro, with sincere gratitude, I do accept and I am deeply touched and honored to be part of Maelstrom.
My apologies that among our group I am left behind. Much has been said, but for me it is this simple:
I don't dream. Better yet, I have stopped dreaming.
I no longer recall when I lost the will to dream. What I recall is the feeling of emptiness. I cannot recollect the reason why I lost the will to dream, what I remember is the feeling of surrender.
I have stopped dreaming because at night I fear to go to bed and dream never to wake up again.
Pray tell me, how does one fly with broken wings?
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Happy Birthday Cando!
padi sorry sa late greetings, mapagalon mag login sa blogger the past days heheano sano an karaon ta?
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
A Beautiful December
My office held our annual assessment/Execom Meeting/leadership development training/team building (dami ano--hehe para tipid) in lovely Bohol.
We stayed at the super beautiful Bohol Bee Farm. Grabe ang sarap ng pagkain (organic) dun tsaka ang ganda talaga ng grounds and cottages.
if you are looking for a sulit sarap vacation do go to Bohol and stay at the Bee Farm. Bohol is really nice, with great beaches, historical places and natural wonders. For the history buffs, bohol would be a great place to explore for its strong castillian roots and its many, many ancient catholic churches --as in the huge kastila churches that can be found in every block ata.
waking up early (4:00 am) to go dolphin watching in pamilacan island. the area is kinda like the part of the dolphin highway and feeding ground. we were unlucky though as there were just 10 spinner dolphins. some days before our friends said they saw hundreds of dolphins swimming and jumping. the dolphin tour guides said that sometimes the dolphins number in the thousands. it must be an awesome experience to be in the midst of that.
the creepy, ugly pinoy tarsier. it looks like a big-eyed rat but its the smallest primate daw
we also tried the loboc river cruise. its like a floating restaurant. ours had local musicians playing so it was cool even though it rained
this is my breakfast nook at the bee farm. they have tasty "corn coffee" parang kape arroz kaya lang mais instead of burnt rice
i still have lots of pix but blogger is acting weird again. go visit the bohol bee farm gallery for more pics.
hayy, ang ganda ganda talaga ng 'pinas!
We stayed at the super beautiful Bohol Bee Farm. Grabe ang sarap ng pagkain (organic) dun tsaka ang ganda talaga ng grounds and cottages.
if you are looking for a sulit sarap vacation do go to Bohol and stay at the Bee Farm. Bohol is really nice, with great beaches, historical places and natural wonders. For the history buffs, bohol would be a great place to explore for its strong castillian roots and its many, many ancient catholic churches --as in the huge kastila churches that can be found in every block ata.
waking up early (4:00 am) to go dolphin watching in pamilacan island. the area is kinda like the part of the dolphin highway and feeding ground. we were unlucky though as there were just 10 spinner dolphins. some days before our friends said they saw hundreds of dolphins swimming and jumping. the dolphin tour guides said that sometimes the dolphins number in the thousands. it must be an awesome experience to be in the midst of that.
the creepy, ugly pinoy tarsier. it looks like a big-eyed rat but its the smallest primate daw
we also tried the loboc river cruise. its like a floating restaurant. ours had local musicians playing so it was cool even though it rained
this is my breakfast nook at the bee farm. they have tasty "corn coffee" parang kape arroz kaya lang mais instead of burnt rice
i still have lots of pix but blogger is acting weird again. go visit the bohol bee farm gallery for more pics.
hayy, ang ganda ganda talaga ng 'pinas!
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Friday, December 01, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
at the wake
October 6, 2006. Late Afternoon. Outside the Municipal Hall where the wake for Nono's Dad was held.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Golda Meir Lee's Baptism
golda meir lee, collins' & dada's second child. von bismarck is a bit shy here
but here he is, all smiles
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Business update from Tyrone
i was supposed to post this friday kaya lang i got so busy with my freelance work kaya i forgot hehe. tyrone relayed this info to me when i called him friday. i'll just cut and paste what tyrone posted in the chatbox coz others might miss it and some other things we talked about last friday
"mga padi, im hapi to announce that we made 30% PROFIT in less than 2 months. i am just transfering the title of the lot to the buyer's name and we'll be paid in full, estimated (payment date) is Dec 5, 2006. We can meet anytime after that for the distribution of your full capital plus 30% as your gain. please inform me when is your convenient time, il be very happy to host another meeting in cebu if you want. sorry for the long silence, i am sooo busy . anyway, thanks for trusting in my capacity, and we'll sure hope for another business opportunity in the near future."
Tyrone also generously offered to host the next reunion -- maybe in sorsogon or in cebu (pati ba pamasahe? hehehe). whadya think mga padi?
"mga padi, im hapi to announce that we made 30% PROFIT in less than 2 months. i am just transfering the title of the lot to the buyer's name and we'll be paid in full, estimated (payment date) is Dec 5, 2006. We can meet anytime after that for the distribution of your full capital plus 30% as your gain. please inform me when is your convenient time, il be very happy to host another meeting in cebu if you want. sorry for the long silence, i am sooo busy . anyway, thanks for trusting in my capacity, and we'll sure hope for another business opportunity in the near future."
Tyrone also generously offered to host the next reunion -- maybe in sorsogon or in cebu (pati ba pamasahe? hehehe). whadya think mga padi?
Friday, November 17, 2006
Saturday, November 04, 2006
First Fruits!
Mga padi, Tyrone is happy to announce that our first investment project has bore the proverbial first fruit. The fund was used to buy and then sell a piece of real estate in Cebu City. Tyrone is calling for a meeting to thresh out profit sharing and to discuss the next project planned to launch in February 2007.
On a related note, Jason's fish trading business is off to a good start and his "angels" (some of our classmates) are expecting a nice return of their investments :-)
siya, keep well and have a nice weekend y'all!
On a related note, Jason's fish trading business is off to a good start and his "angels" (some of our classmates) are expecting a nice return of their investments :-)
siya, keep well and have a nice weekend y'all!
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Download Firefox 2 now!!!!
mga padi, firefox 2 is available for download now.
please uninstall internet explorer from your pc and use firefox instead. its super fast, renders web pages beautifully and faithfully, protects against viruses, trojans, phishing schemes and other malwares, blocks pop-ups, has tons of extensions etc. etc.
if you use internet explorer to browse our blog, you can see that it does not display correctly, repositioning the chat box way down and messing up the structure the blog.
so to get that one and only "maelstrom blog experience" use FIREFOX please :-)
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Milenyo damages OLPS
mga padi! posted over at the alumni blog are some pix of the OLPS damges from the typhoon.mag propose lang ako na maybe we can donate sa olps to help in repairing the damages.
maybe you can discuss it during the meeting today
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Maelstrom Meeting - Oct. 19, 2006
Mga padi - lalo na mga bicol based maelstrom, tyrone and junie is calling for a meeting tomorrow morning in Sorsogon. details are still to be finalized but do call junie for updates.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Maelstrom Meeting this Saturday - October 14
We will have a corporate meeting this saturday, October 15, 2006 in Sorsogon for updates and plans on the business venture. The meeting is being called by Tyrone.
Junie will text us for details on the venue and time.
Rino is suggesting that we hold a internet video conference if possible so those of us here in manila can also participate.
Junie will text us for details on the venue and time.
Rino is suggesting that we hold a internet video conference if possible so those of us here in manila can also participate.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
I am not Frog
By Yayes Basares
Question...
Which would you want to be A SMALL FROG IN A BIG POND or a BIG FROG IN A SMALL POND?
The question haunted me for quite some time. I sent SMS messages to my classmates and received their words of wisdom. Very encouraging were their responses that I was tempted to ask them to make the decision for me.
I have been in the HR practice for the past six or seven years, four years of which in a managerial level. I have educated myself in handling labor cases both through experience and in keeping myself abreast with the latest decisions in labor relations. I have acquired that skill of reading behind and between words, spoken and written, as they try to weave lengthy tales of lies during administrative hearings. In conducting interviews, I have learned to look at an applicant eyes and separate the husk from the grain. On numerous cases I have seen employees weep when they lost their jobs and heard their resentment and anger against supervision and authority, most especially when it comes from midgets.
Two years in this bus company and I have seen many SOB’s come and go. In some instances I caused their separation citing just causes. I have suspended many and solicited their ire on several occasions.
The transport sector is often misunderstood by some and despised by many. Yet I have learned to love it. It runs in parallel with my stint in the broadcast media (my first job) in the thrill, excitement and challenges. Here my adrenalin is always at its peak; rushing here and there during times of accidents, heralding the worst animals in the zoo (but hey they may be the worst but they are our animals), picking up loose diapers and nursing grown ups and teaching them how to pee…….
The problem, as I see it, in the transport sector lies on the values and ethics accumulated by each driver and conductor from the road. The transport sector would like to define, as how it suits it best, road courtesy, road safety and the ethical standards of the riding public, and demands for the world to adjust to them. They are kings of the road and expect to be treated with royalty. A very dangerous premise as it will be characterized by anarchy in the street.
It is the same problem I faced day by day in my administrative work. Ultimately though my decision prevails yet what is tiring is that same problem you solved today will resurrect tomorrow and the cycle would go on and on.
I miss the regular calendar. I miss the usual corporate norms and standard. And for sure I am tired.
The temptation to abandon ship and transfer was a daily option I stubbornly refused to exercise. Everyday you face the mirror and start to wonder where most of your hairs have gone to. The writings on the wall get bolder and clearer as the daily and pressing needs not only for yourself but for the family strikes you right in front of your nose.
I began to entertain thoughts of transferring perhaps to a multinational company, not only for the financial perks, but perhaps to follow a regular corporate routine like all those white collared and well dressed guys you see on TV.
I was on the verge of transferring employment after passing series of interview with a Japanese firm based in Carmona, Cavite. It is still in the HR field. I like handling people; identifying and developing their skills, setting up directions, sweeping up dirt afterwards. The pay is generous and above par in benefits. The transfer would entail a lot of adjustments. I would be back to the regular calendar, the eight to five grind six days a week in contrast to my 24/7 duty in the transport sector, new systems and procedures to get accustomed to, start paying for rent and utilities.
I tried to bid my boss adieu expressing my sincere gratitude and appreciation for the trust and confidence he gave me the past two years. He asked me if I am serious and I told him I am. I told him we can no longer run the show on love and kisses alone and retire each night dreaming that tomorrow, like a conjuring trick, there would be bread on the table and medicines on the cabinet, like manna falling from heaven.
Then he said lets talk things over again. And we ended up me remaining where I am now. I did win some blue chips on the bargain table but my biggest prize can never be quantified. These are lessons worth their gems.
Number one is that personality must jibe with your work and vice versa.
I like the rush, the huff and puff; the thrill and excitement on the road; the unorthodox and irregular work schedule and work load, the passion of elevating the level of maturity of a fast growing company, the compassion for every patient you hit on the road, the challenge in carrying heavy torch for the company defending them from the ire of relatives we sometimes hit along the way, the leg work of providing the medical, and sometimes burial assistance all with the end view of showing the heart of the company as a responsible and compassionate corporate entity.
Number two lesson is in order to fly you must have wings.
The wings would be the trust and confidence of your employer of which you must learn to cultivate. Caution though on this regard must be exercised to the effect that one must be contented with wings and never ask for more. That is why I have always maintained that the best person in the HR department is a MAN because women don’t just like wings, they want the whole bird. My boss is a member of the PNP Traffic Management Group and it is under his shadow where I draw my authority and command obedience from the kings of the roads. They fear my boss a lot especially so when he turns ballistic. Decisions must never be subjective and never be based on personal whims and caprices because an erroneous one affecting employees would have them cursing the whole company, the whole organization and the whole group. So far there never was an occasion my boss abandoned me especially in front of angry lions gnawing their teeth in anger or as they wait for me to sleep at night so they could put thorns on my bed and itching powder on my pajamas. Holding me back from transferring employment, after enlargement of the heart was suspected by a doctor whom I am asking from where he learned his medicines, he told me “here I can take care of you, out there you got nobody”.
In my sent SMS messages Junie Taclan said “thrive where you are” Jason Balbedina said “bloom where you are planted, we always tend to be planted where we will bloom” adding “if I am a small frog in a big pond I’ll maximize all the opportunities available”.
Eric Gojar said it better : “I am not a frog”
DEO GRACIAS so am I.
Kokak to that.
Post script:
Sano Dr. Gerry Pura had the kindness to accommodate me and given me the clean bill as a cardiologist. He advised me though to change my lifestyle. You always say yes in front of the doctor, that is the unwritten rule. But my sincere apologies sano doctor I SIMPLY CAN’T. The most I could perhaps do is to go easy on the “daisies” as indeed they tire me too much, perhaps elder would be good enough.
Question...
Which would you want to be A SMALL FROG IN A BIG POND or a BIG FROG IN A SMALL POND?
The question haunted me for quite some time. I sent SMS messages to my classmates and received their words of wisdom. Very encouraging were their responses that I was tempted to ask them to make the decision for me.
I have been in the HR practice for the past six or seven years, four years of which in a managerial level. I have educated myself in handling labor cases both through experience and in keeping myself abreast with the latest decisions in labor relations. I have acquired that skill of reading behind and between words, spoken and written, as they try to weave lengthy tales of lies during administrative hearings. In conducting interviews, I have learned to look at an applicant eyes and separate the husk from the grain. On numerous cases I have seen employees weep when they lost their jobs and heard their resentment and anger against supervision and authority, most especially when it comes from midgets.
Two years in this bus company and I have seen many SOB’s come and go. In some instances I caused their separation citing just causes. I have suspended many and solicited their ire on several occasions.
The transport sector is often misunderstood by some and despised by many. Yet I have learned to love it. It runs in parallel with my stint in the broadcast media (my first job) in the thrill, excitement and challenges. Here my adrenalin is always at its peak; rushing here and there during times of accidents, heralding the worst animals in the zoo (but hey they may be the worst but they are our animals), picking up loose diapers and nursing grown ups and teaching them how to pee…….
The problem, as I see it, in the transport sector lies on the values and ethics accumulated by each driver and conductor from the road. The transport sector would like to define, as how it suits it best, road courtesy, road safety and the ethical standards of the riding public, and demands for the world to adjust to them. They are kings of the road and expect to be treated with royalty. A very dangerous premise as it will be characterized by anarchy in the street.
It is the same problem I faced day by day in my administrative work. Ultimately though my decision prevails yet what is tiring is that same problem you solved today will resurrect tomorrow and the cycle would go on and on.
I miss the regular calendar. I miss the usual corporate norms and standard. And for sure I am tired.
The temptation to abandon ship and transfer was a daily option I stubbornly refused to exercise. Everyday you face the mirror and start to wonder where most of your hairs have gone to. The writings on the wall get bolder and clearer as the daily and pressing needs not only for yourself but for the family strikes you right in front of your nose.
I began to entertain thoughts of transferring perhaps to a multinational company, not only for the financial perks, but perhaps to follow a regular corporate routine like all those white collared and well dressed guys you see on TV.
I was on the verge of transferring employment after passing series of interview with a Japanese firm based in Carmona, Cavite. It is still in the HR field. I like handling people; identifying and developing their skills, setting up directions, sweeping up dirt afterwards. The pay is generous and above par in benefits. The transfer would entail a lot of adjustments. I would be back to the regular calendar, the eight to five grind six days a week in contrast to my 24/7 duty in the transport sector, new systems and procedures to get accustomed to, start paying for rent and utilities.
I tried to bid my boss adieu expressing my sincere gratitude and appreciation for the trust and confidence he gave me the past two years. He asked me if I am serious and I told him I am. I told him we can no longer run the show on love and kisses alone and retire each night dreaming that tomorrow, like a conjuring trick, there would be bread on the table and medicines on the cabinet, like manna falling from heaven.
Then he said lets talk things over again. And we ended up me remaining where I am now. I did win some blue chips on the bargain table but my biggest prize can never be quantified. These are lessons worth their gems.
Number one is that personality must jibe with your work and vice versa.
I like the rush, the huff and puff; the thrill and excitement on the road; the unorthodox and irregular work schedule and work load, the passion of elevating the level of maturity of a fast growing company, the compassion for every patient you hit on the road, the challenge in carrying heavy torch for the company defending them from the ire of relatives we sometimes hit along the way, the leg work of providing the medical, and sometimes burial assistance all with the end view of showing the heart of the company as a responsible and compassionate corporate entity.
Number two lesson is in order to fly you must have wings.
The wings would be the trust and confidence of your employer of which you must learn to cultivate. Caution though on this regard must be exercised to the effect that one must be contented with wings and never ask for more. That is why I have always maintained that the best person in the HR department is a MAN because women don’t just like wings, they want the whole bird. My boss is a member of the PNP Traffic Management Group and it is under his shadow where I draw my authority and command obedience from the kings of the roads. They fear my boss a lot especially so when he turns ballistic. Decisions must never be subjective and never be based on personal whims and caprices because an erroneous one affecting employees would have them cursing the whole company, the whole organization and the whole group. So far there never was an occasion my boss abandoned me especially in front of angry lions gnawing their teeth in anger or as they wait for me to sleep at night so they could put thorns on my bed and itching powder on my pajamas. Holding me back from transferring employment, after enlargement of the heart was suspected by a doctor whom I am asking from where he learned his medicines, he told me “here I can take care of you, out there you got nobody”.
In my sent SMS messages Junie Taclan said “thrive where you are” Jason Balbedina said “bloom where you are planted, we always tend to be planted where we will bloom” adding “if I am a small frog in a big pond I’ll maximize all the opportunities available”.
Eric Gojar said it better : “I am not a frog”
DEO GRACIAS so am I.
Kokak to that.
Post script:
Sano Dr. Gerry Pura had the kindness to accommodate me and given me the clean bill as a cardiologist. He advised me though to change my lifestyle. You always say yes in front of the doctor, that is the unwritten rule. But my sincere apologies sano doctor I SIMPLY CAN’T. The most I could perhaps do is to go easy on the “daisies” as indeed they tire me too much, perhaps elder would be good enough.
Friday, October 06, 2006
Our heartfelt condolences to Nono.. yet again :-(
Nono, again our deepest condolences to you and your family. having to suffer the loss of your parents in the same year is too much to bear. but we continually pray that the Almighty will bestow upon yourselves the grace, strength and courage to overcome this sad event.
we pray for the eternal happiness and peace of your dad and mom.
we pray for the eternal happiness and peace of your dad and mom.
Monday, October 02, 2006
Bagyo, Bagyo
mga padi, what can our batch do kaya to support the rehab efforts in sorsogon?. offhand, isip ko maybe instead of having the reunion this month we just use the money we will spend on that and donate it to sorsogon --kun kanino di ko pa aram -- maybe to a church based org or maybe sa OLPS kay kun may naraot didto.
according to pagasa pala, another typhoon codenamed neneng is due to hit bicol (sorsogon including) tonight. let's pray and hope sorsogon will be spared this double whammy.
btw, only smart cell is operating so best to advise your relatives to change to smart for the moment. also there's no radio or tv there yet thus they have no way of getting typhoon updates. do text them once in a while. pagasa releases "Tropical Cyclone Updates" every 12 hours. so check on it regularly and text your relatives there. medyo mahangin daw pala yung parating na bagyo kay advise them to board up their windows --lalo na kung glass-- kay ground level winds are expected to be a bit stronger this time kay wara na nin kahoy na masangga.
according to pagasa pala, another typhoon codenamed neneng is due to hit bicol (sorsogon including) tonight. let's pray and hope sorsogon will be spared this double whammy.
btw, only smart cell is operating so best to advise your relatives to change to smart for the moment. also there's no radio or tv there yet thus they have no way of getting typhoon updates. do text them once in a while. pagasa releases "Tropical Cyclone Updates" every 12 hours. so check on it regularly and text your relatives there. medyo mahangin daw pala yung parating na bagyo kay advise them to board up their windows --lalo na kung glass-- kay ground level winds are expected to be a bit stronger this time kay wara na nin kahoy na masangga.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Prayers for Rino's Mom
Mga padi, lets offer prayers for the succesful surgery and healing of Rino's Mom- Lilia Coronel.
She will undergo surgery this weekend at the Cardinal Santos Hospital to remove hepatic cysts
She will undergo surgery this weekend at the Cardinal Santos Hospital to remove hepatic cysts
Thursday, September 21, 2006
a maelstrom visits san francisco,usa
mga classmates,yadi tabi ako sa san francisco,u-is-ha!nagpabakal sin balot para sa simbahan.with me si papa,si mama,pamilya ni sis ko,and fr.gerry
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Happy Birthday Fr. Peewee!
peewee, naghuhulat lang kami san pasalubong mo :-)THE GRACE OF PEEWEE
Yayes Basares
Hey, relax classmate. I am not talking about Grace Dimaunahan or Grace Dimagulangan; I am not talking about anybody else's Grace. It's your birthday and I am talking about your grace: your priesthood.
We have always been proud of your priesthood as we are proud of you as MAELSTROM's one and only one priest.
No, you are not a square peg in a hole in our company. Beneath the jest and the jokes is our admiration for you.
And, believe me, you serve as the most tangible link to our past because looking at you we see each of ourselves then hoping to be what you are now.
You can never have sons and daughters as we have, perhaps will miss the joy of fatherhood as you see your son on his first walk and little by little dislodge you as the only authority in the house. On the other hand, you will be spared from the pains of watching over your son overnight as you wait for that fever to break. You will be spared from the daily pressure of living and caring for a family and will perhaps miss the joy of your sons smile on his first bike. You will miss the rush of early morning in sending your son to school and the anxiety of waiting for him in the afternoon. You cannot marry, literally that is. For in your chosen field of endeavor you are to walk a carved path designed by the Divine Father sacrificing personal joys and pleasures demanding celibacy so that you can give everything in you in service.
You cannot amass millions in terms of fat bank accounts or a fleet of cars or a palatial house. Yet you will not have to work hard to gain power and prestige, clout and influence to gain respect of society. Your priesthood alone already demands respect and prestige.
You will not have a family of your own, yet you will be a father to many. You cannot amass wealth yet your riches cannot be measured.
Such is your grace. Such is Peewee’s grace.
Happy birthday, classmate, and we look forward for more birthdays of Rev. Father Philip Aurelius Renovalles.
Friday, September 01, 2006
Prayers and positive energies to Reuben
mga padi, let's offer prayers and positive energies for the succesful recovery and healing of Tyrone's son Reuben who has been diagnosed with some form of blood ailment.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
SANO ……….. A VANISHING BREED?
Yayes basares
There was much discussion, sometimes heated, at the Alumi Tambayan of olpseminarista@blogspot.com after a recent picture of the Our Lady of Peñafrancia Seminary refectory was published showing a dismal number of present seminarians of our beloved OLPS. (The site is linked to other web sites of different batches of former seminarians: olpsbatch86, batch 87, 83, 81 among others, where each member of the batch gets in touch with one another sharing their achievements, reflections and insights.) The refectory is one place in the seminary where at a given time you can find all the seminarians. It is our dining hall. In the seminary we live a community life, eat together, sleep together, pray, study, work and play together. If a picture paints a thousand words, that picture wails a bucket of tears. The deluge of comments both from the alumni and Sano was unprecedented but was not surprising.
The gist of the comments and feedbacks seems to point to two itchy questions: (1) Is priesthood not that attractive anymore?; and (2) Is Sano a vanishing breed?
What is so special about priesthood is not for me to answer. I am sure as the sun rises in the morning and sets in the afternoon the clergy would claim to be in a better position, by whatever mandate they clout themselves with, or imagine themselves with. To deny them this is to invite the lightning and thunder.
What is special with being a seminarian is easier for me to answer. A simple question demands a simple answer. FOR EVERY SEMINARIAN LIES A POTENTIAL SANO.
The feeling of loss shared by many sano (alumni or not) in the present predicament of OLPS, at least in terms of number of enrollment, at worst on the chances of the diocese of producing more priests, and at an even worst scenario of OLPS closure, as some would suggest, lies on the ever-burning flame of affection, sincere gratitude and deep respect in every SANO for the indelible effect seminary life and training left in all of us.
OLPS existence is defined by its purpose–-to produce priests for the diocese of Sorsogon. Young minds and young hearts answering that call live there in deep understanding and practice of the tenets and principles, the doctrines and teachings of the catholic faith. The irony exists perhaps that this happens at a time when these young minds and young hearts entering their puberty with all the psychological and physiological enigmas thereto attached are trying to embrace and accept a life demanding for sacrifices of earthly pleasures too hard to resist. Thus, it is no wonder that “mortality” in each class is high. While other batches can boast of higher numbers, our batch, batch 86, produced only one priest. Whether that is good or bad news for the diocese is our pleasure to discuss every reunion. The road is too long ridden with too many crossroads and too many doors offering too many pleasures too hard to resist. Whether or not those who made it are holier than us at the most or better than us at the very least remains the other pleasure we have for discussion during reunions.
With this in mind, it is safe to surmise that gathering all the names of former seminarians from the first day of OLPS existence and to date, SANO far outnumbers the clergy.
Every SANO failed to become a priest. YET SANO IS NOT A FAILURE. Our vocation simply took a different color, our response a different tenor. In whatever field you find a SANO, in each of them, you find the unmistakable trademark of OLPS : the discipline, the faith, the character.
ORA, STUDE ET LABORA was not a failure. It continues to guide us. More than the rituals practiced and doctrines professed, it can be glimpsed in the lives of SANO in their deep respect for the institution they once dreamed to belong to and the personalities representing the institution. It is mirrored over and above, behind and beneath the successes and wealths accumulated by most, and also in their families united by filial love and living simple lives. Sometimes I wonder if SANO better understood the essence of the vow of poverty than most clergy. It can be gauged on the work ethics displayed, making them reap their successes and triumphs. All of these have their roots in the values and the formation OLPS gave.
No, don’t close OLPS-–too many orphans it will have.
Us ….. SANO.
Yayes basares
There was much discussion, sometimes heated, at the Alumi Tambayan of olpseminarista@blogspot.com after a recent picture of the Our Lady of Peñafrancia Seminary refectory was published showing a dismal number of present seminarians of our beloved OLPS. (The site is linked to other web sites of different batches of former seminarians: olpsbatch86, batch 87, 83, 81 among others, where each member of the batch gets in touch with one another sharing their achievements, reflections and insights.) The refectory is one place in the seminary where at a given time you can find all the seminarians. It is our dining hall. In the seminary we live a community life, eat together, sleep together, pray, study, work and play together. If a picture paints a thousand words, that picture wails a bucket of tears. The deluge of comments both from the alumni and Sano was unprecedented but was not surprising.
The gist of the comments and feedbacks seems to point to two itchy questions: (1) Is priesthood not that attractive anymore?; and (2) Is Sano a vanishing breed?
What is so special about priesthood is not for me to answer. I am sure as the sun rises in the morning and sets in the afternoon the clergy would claim to be in a better position, by whatever mandate they clout themselves with, or imagine themselves with. To deny them this is to invite the lightning and thunder.
What is special with being a seminarian is easier for me to answer. A simple question demands a simple answer. FOR EVERY SEMINARIAN LIES A POTENTIAL SANO.
The feeling of loss shared by many sano (alumni or not) in the present predicament of OLPS, at least in terms of number of enrollment, at worst on the chances of the diocese of producing more priests, and at an even worst scenario of OLPS closure, as some would suggest, lies on the ever-burning flame of affection, sincere gratitude and deep respect in every SANO for the indelible effect seminary life and training left in all of us.
OLPS existence is defined by its purpose–-to produce priests for the diocese of Sorsogon. Young minds and young hearts answering that call live there in deep understanding and practice of the tenets and principles, the doctrines and teachings of the catholic faith. The irony exists perhaps that this happens at a time when these young minds and young hearts entering their puberty with all the psychological and physiological enigmas thereto attached are trying to embrace and accept a life demanding for sacrifices of earthly pleasures too hard to resist. Thus, it is no wonder that “mortality” in each class is high. While other batches can boast of higher numbers, our batch, batch 86, produced only one priest. Whether that is good or bad news for the diocese is our pleasure to discuss every reunion. The road is too long ridden with too many crossroads and too many doors offering too many pleasures too hard to resist. Whether or not those who made it are holier than us at the most or better than us at the very least remains the other pleasure we have for discussion during reunions.
With this in mind, it is safe to surmise that gathering all the names of former seminarians from the first day of OLPS existence and to date, SANO far outnumbers the clergy.
Every SANO failed to become a priest. YET SANO IS NOT A FAILURE. Our vocation simply took a different color, our response a different tenor. In whatever field you find a SANO, in each of them, you find the unmistakable trademark of OLPS : the discipline, the faith, the character.
ORA, STUDE ET LABORA was not a failure. It continues to guide us. More than the rituals practiced and doctrines professed, it can be glimpsed in the lives of SANO in their deep respect for the institution they once dreamed to belong to and the personalities representing the institution. It is mirrored over and above, behind and beneath the successes and wealths accumulated by most, and also in their families united by filial love and living simple lives. Sometimes I wonder if SANO better understood the essence of the vow of poverty than most clergy. It can be gauged on the work ethics displayed, making them reap their successes and triumphs. All of these have their roots in the values and the formation OLPS gave.
No, don’t close OLPS-–too many orphans it will have.
Us ….. SANO.
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