Monday, June 09, 2008
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
CORREGIDOR: The checker







Last month, i visited a place, a special place: CORREGIDOR- which means: The Checker (one who checks) It is also called: "The Rock" as it is solid hard rock to its entirety. Corregidor is now one of the great tourism attractions outside the city of Manila. You need to book your overnight trip way ahead and the fee is quite high (including the boat ride) but for me, no greater place to be than seeing and experiencing jhow it is on war times- first hand! It was an awesome sight to behold! It was called such coz it is a rocky island. The site was so sacred, one could feel the anguish, the pain, the strength and valor of each soldier as we embarked our way to the entire island. Huge canons lay flat to their bases, as if always about to be fired upon, anytime now! It was trully a very special trip, for the reason that our great forefathers fought their mightiest to save our dear country against the Japanese.
We went into a tunnel called "Malinta" and heard the cries of war during the attack when series of audio recordings were played back loudly, echoing around the tunnel walls. It was where i saw some grueling sights and heard pure silence on every tunnellete (small tunnell-like extensions) inside, as if i was experiencing the war right there!
This tiny island sits afront Manila Bay ,the biggest among the seven(7) islands and shaped like a 'tadpole', guards the bay from its invaders. We witnessed the sad but gallant deed of the filipino soldiers with the aid of the American forces led by Gen. Mac Arthur, who then was hunted but aimlessly, and uttered these very promising words of wisdom: I SHALL RETURN, which he trully did!
Huge canons can be seen side by side with each other, measuring tons and tons of metal, the biggest of which takes three days to complete a full 360 degree turn. Each was fired with huge metal balls 800 meters away! (purposely to fend off the enemies early. I can still feel and even smell how deadly the last war in our country was . However, on the brighter side- a beautiful two-storey lodging house (Corregidor Inn) is always ready to serve the visitors anytime of the day. A garden full of different variety of flowers dominate the entire surroundings. There is even a petite swimming pool to cool off the hot sun on our shoulders.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
The Historian...
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Lessons To Be Learned... the song

Thursday, March 27, 2008
Tennis, my kind of game!
Tennis, the best game ever! This has been my kind of game since i got married. You see, back in my teen years, i was an athlete, a softball player, a 100-meter dash sprinter, a table tennis smasher, and what-have-you!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Coffee in Panglao !
Sunday, March 09, 2008
A belated greeeting...
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Saturday, February 02, 2008
GOLDEN treats for my Golden year!
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Thursday, January 03, 2008
just this day...
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Saturday, October 27, 2007
3 decades
Time eases pain, it even erases memories. It allows us to forget bad events. It also allows us to remember good ones. Time is powerful in a way. It is forceful in some ways too.
It is truly amazing, how it heals wounds and open up secrets long buried under the realm of imagination. Time is great! It is a gift, a phenomenon, a way of being. Something which can be sensed, longed for, awaited to, let go of, etc. The list is endless.
How fast time flies too! It has been thirty years now since my early college years, and I can still feel the smiles we had when we had our Founder’s Day. A pageant was held then and I was one of the contestants. Oh boy, it was fun! I garnered three awards, one for Miss Friendship,another for First runner- up and one special award for Best in Uniform. Ah! those were great moments!
After three decades, I’m still the same person, but better. I’m still the same girl but more mature. I still carry the same sentiments but stronger. I still cry over sad movies and smiles over cartoons. I am what I was then but nimbler, smarter and more provocative.
Ah yes, because, I am a Filipina! (You can click on the picts to enlarge)













Ako ay Pilipino, buong katapatang nanunumpa, sa watawat ng Pilipinas, at sa bansang kanyang sinasagisag, na may dangal, katarungan at kalayaan, na pinapakilos ng sambayanang, maka-Diyos, maka-kalikasan, maka-tao, makabayan at maka-bansa.








