Archive for June, 2006

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holy week

June 21, 2006

since half day kmi nung holy wednesday, sundo ako ni ate jhing, mama and johann sa office kse we’re going to tagaytay. borrow nila sasakyan ni papa para di maiinip c johann sa byahe, manood sya ng mga vcd nya. 2pm na kmi nag-meet sa robinsons kse natagalan ako sa bank. we went first sa pink sisters, visit kmi sa church, nag-pray tapos nagpa-picture (of course). lakad takbo c johann dun. bawal maingay dun sigaw sya ng sigaw.

after nun we went sa leslies para mag-dinner. habang wait namin food eh di syempre takbo ng takbo na naman c johann dun stage nila dun sa overlooking, ako naman habol ng habol… hayy… then we had coffee at starbucks

black saturday naman, we went swimming sa club manila east with ate liaa. di kami nakakuha ng cottage kse late na kmi dumating so nag-rent na lang kmi ng tables and chairs.

dun nasunog yung likod ko. eh kse ba naman 1pm ata kmi nag-swimming tapos bina-block ko yung sun para di masyado mangitim c johann. ganda tuloy ng likod ko. sad nga lang kse nung pauwi kmi nadulas si liaa sa cr. ang laki ng bukol nya kya nauna cla umalis para ipa-check up. nga pala she doesn’t want to be reminded of her bukol ha.

view our pictures here and here

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my baby and me

June 20, 2006

last year pa, rudney and i planned to enroll johann sa swimming lessons. so end of feb i called bert lozada swim school to inquire the rates ng my baby and me program (i’ve read about this sa website nila and when we visited the baby fair sa megatrade). nearest daw sa amin na accredited venue (i’m not sure kung eto nga yung nearest pero sila kse yung may heated pool) is ace water spa in del monte near banawe. they told us to visit the site and may mag-assist sa amin na taga blss. we went there and they told us na every T-Th-S ang sked. na-sad kmi kse di naman kmi pwede mag-leave or mag-half day ng tues and thurs para samahan c johann.

so wala na, wait na lang namin after summer kse dun cla nag-offer ng saturdays lang. so na-kwento ko sa parents ko na di pa nga sya makakapag-swimming lessons because of the sked. aba ang tatay ko eh nag-volunteer na sya na lang ang kasama. so happy ako dun, pumayag naman c rudney. weekdays lolo nya kasama nya, saturdays ako naman. mid march enroll ko na sya. come march 27 start na yung lesson. 9-9:30 ang sked nya 5 kids lang daw per batch with 2 teachers. syempre nag-leave si mommy para sa 1st day. di agad nag-start yung lesson kaya halos 1 hr cla sa water kse 2 batches pinag-sabay. daming kalokohan ni johann, first, ayaw mag-swim cap (ewan ko ba kung bakit kailangan nila mag-swim cap eh pareho naman clang walang hair), second, di sumusunod sa teacher (titingnan nya muna yung mga classmates pagtapos nila tsaka nya gagawin) and third ang likot sobra sa tubig. nag-eenjoy lang sya sobra. syempre dami akong nakuhang pictures.

nung ako na kasama ng saturday hirap pala. kse yung tubig hanggang leeg ko eh ang likot nga di ba, ewan ko kung ilang beses naka-inom ng tubig c johann. tawa ng tawa tatay ko nung pinapanood kmi. hirap na hirap daw ako.

may nakakatawa syang ginagawa dun. may mat na nilalagay sa pool tpos c johann with his teacher nasa other side then si papa or ako nasa kabilang side. dapat he would walk papunta kay papa or sa akin. aba tumayo lang sya sa gitna tapos naka-tingin lang sya. may times sumasayaw, may times naman tumatalon na parang frog. ang tagal nya dun. tinutulak na nga ng teacher or tinataas yung mat para lumapit sa amin. c kulit or bugoy tuloy tawag sa kanya ni teacher. yung ibang parents tuloy natutuwa kse matapang daw, ginagawa tuloy syang example sa ibang kids.

sa ngayon he knows how to kick kahit di sabihin. basta dinapa sya sa water todo kampay ng kamay and padyak ng paa. hawak lang sya ni papa sa tyan mag-kakakampay na sya.

plan namin na mag-swimming every weekend para di nya makalimutan yung lessons nya. yun nga lang baka mas maputi na c rudney sa amin pagbalik nya… hahaha…

view his swimming pictures here

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happy day (may 6)

June 20, 2006

happy lang ako today!

for the first time since rudney left for the US nagkita cla ni johann thru webcam. tagal na ko nakabili ng webcam ang problem naman eh yung connection. dial-up lang kse sa amin kya laging na-disconnect pag kausap namin si rudney. nag-subscribe na ako ng broadband. kso 2 weeks na kmi naka broadband ngayon lang na try yung webcam eh kse naman very busy ang weekends ng anak ko.

nung sa ym kmi one way lang. kmi lang naka webcam kse borrow lang ni rudney yung sa ofcmate nya. Nag-transfer kmi sa skype nung naka-hiram na sya ng webcam (leave c rudney today kse he’s not feeling well). Mas clear kse sa skype and di masyado yung delay. Medyo natakot c johann at first kse medyo madilim dun kina rudney, humawak sya sa braso ko, pero nung narinig na nya yung voice ni rudney ngumiti na sya. nakatingin lang sya kay rudney tapos ngingiti-ngiti. Tapos tinawag nya ‘dadaddy’…

erverytime i-open ko yung pc open hinihila ko crib ni johann sa tabi ko para makita nya picture ni rudney tapos sasabihin na nya dadaddy. at least kilala pa rin nya c rudney…

hayy… nakakatuwa…

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true color

June 20, 2006

Rowena, your true color is Orange!

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You’re a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor. Energetic and fun-loving, you’re a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it’s no surprise that orange also symbolizes attraction. Orange is an extraordinary color — for an extraordinary person.

Hmm… yellow favorite ko eh… oh well…

Take the test here

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johann’s birthday

June 20, 2006

tama bang ngayon ko lang i-post ito. hehehe… anyways…

on his birthday last feb 8, we went to tagaytay. we visited the residence inn zoo, we visited a church na di ko maalala ang name and had lunch at leslie’s.

after lunch we went naman to glorietta to have his haircut sa cuts for tots for his party. of course we availed yung certificate for first haircut. hehehe… nung ginugupitan sya parang naiiyak ako kse na-miss ko bigla yung magulo nyang buhok. para akong tanga. 

moving on, his party naman last feb 11 was a success. daming tao, halos lahat ng invited namin nakarating. though late kmi nakarating kse ang aga naman dumating ng mga guests. the highlight was when lumabas na yung mga mascots. may mga kids na natuwa, natakot, umiyak, namutla and nagtago sa ilalim ng mesa. ang pinaka nakakatawa eh c johann. tinulugan ba naman kmi. hahaha . we woke him up na lang. eh sobrang best friend nun c jollibee kaya di pwedeng ma-miss nya yun. good thing at nagising naman. di nya alam kung sino titingnan nya sa mga mascots. we got 4 of the 5 mascots kse alam ko di naman takot c johann eh. yun nga lang kawawa yung ibang kids na takot.

you can view his tagaytay and party pictures here

view all his pictures here

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6 Steps to Enjoying Your True Wealth

June 20, 2006

i got this email from mymy, very long but nice…

How to Be More Emotionally Present to Your Family No Matter How Busy You Are
6 Steps to Enjoying Your True Wealth

By Bo Sanchez

We were going to Hong Kong that day.
I was going to preach for three days but had two extra days to be with my family.
Picture us at the airport: My wife carrying our baby in her arms, my eldest son bouncing about like a rabbit and announcing to the whole world, “I’m going to Hong Kong Disneyland!” And the poor skinny father? Straining to push eight massive bags on a wobbly cart with a stubborn right wheel. (I’ve noticed that these eranged carts supernaturally end up with me wherever I go.)
That was when we heard the crying.
Correction. Not crying. But spine-chilling, lung-busting screaming.
Two kids were holding onto their mother. They were separated by four-foot tall steel bars. But to those distraught children, those steel bars represented two years of being without their mother — the contract of a domestic helper in Hong Kong.
Four small arms clutching, grabbing, not letting go.
The whole world heard their pleading scream, “Mommy, please don’t go! Please don’t go!”
I’ll never forget the mother’s pained, tortured face — as though a knife was ripping through her body.
My wife cried openly.
I wept inside and held onto my kids more closely.
That was two days ago.
Yesterday, the story continued…

Those Small Arms Continue to Reach Out

Yesterday was Sunday.
And I walked around Central.
If you don’t know Hong Kong, Central is where thousands upon thousands of Filipina Domestic Helpers congregate. They sit on sidewalks. They sit on overpasses. They sit by storefronts.
I walked passed one woman who was reading a handwritten letter.
The handwriting was obviously a child’s penmanship.
I walked passed another listening to a little cassette player — not to listen to music — but to a voice of a kid telling stories.
But what broke my heart was the news given to me by Shirley, the head of one organization that tries to help them get financial education. I was shocked by what she said. “Brother Bo, out of our 700 members who are married, 80% are already separated from their husbands.”
Families aren’t designed for prolonged separation.
They’re not just made for that.
We’re supposed to spend time together.

6 Steps to Spending More Time with Your Family

No Matter How Busy You Are

“Bo, why are you telling me this? I’m not in Hong Kong. I’m living with my family under one roof.”
Listen. Yes, you’re not in Hong Kong.
But if you don’t have time for your family — and your heart is not focused on them — you might as well be in another country.
You could be physically present — but are you emotionally present as well? Let me share with you five important steps you could take to become more emotionally present with them…

Step #1: Be Close.
I’m still in Hong Kong as I write this piece.
It’s five in the morning as I type this article in bed.
And my little family is literally around me because we’re all sleeping on one bed. Yes, we’ve become one mass jumble of intertwined humanity — our limbs, legs and arms crisscrossing each other.
And that’s when I realize — gosh, I don’t know how blessed I am.
Why?
Here I am with my family. I feel their skin. I smell their scents. We’re so close, I feel their breath.
And yet I’m surrounded by 148,000 domestic helpers here in Hong Kong that have been away from their families for months, for years, for decades. And for those who’ve separated — forever.
Let me say it again: We don’t know how blessed we are.
We complain that our families are nutty.
But we don’t understanding how blessed we are to have them close enough to experience their nuttiness.
We complain about our petty quarrels, our cold wars, our dysfunctionality.
But whose family isn’t dysfunctional?
I’ve talked to some people here in Hong Kong who would give anything to be with their families again — even for just one day of nuttiness.
The first step is to be more emotionally present to your family is to actually be physically present to them. Be close!
You need to know how precious your family is — and treat them that way.
You need to see them as your true wealth — that nothing is more precious than your relationships.

Step #2: Be Deliberate.
Because you need to protect this treasure or they get stolen from you.
No matter how busy I am, I schedule a weekly romantic date with my spouse.
Yes, I actually write it down in my appointment book and treat it like a meeting with the President of the Philippines. These weekly nights are blocked off for the entire year. Nothing can touch it, except some dire emergency. Why? Because if my marriage fails, everything else stands to fail as well: My ministry, my businesses, my soul… So it is an emergency that I bring her out every week.
I also schedule a weekly date with my kids.
I believe parents need to do these one-on-one dates with each of their kids. Unless of course you’ve got 18 children and may need to bring them out by two’s or three’s.
Sometimes my son and I just walk around the village and talk.
It doesn’t have to be big. But swapping stories and opening our hearts to one another on a consistent basis is already very big to them. It means they matter to you — that you value them — and you’ll see their self-esteem grow.

Step #3: Be Expressive.
I tell my wife “I love you” seven times a day.
I hug my kids countless of times a day.
At night, I tell my kids, “I’m so proud you’re my son. I’m so proud I’m your Daddy. You’re a genius. You’re a loving boy. You’re an incredibly gifted young man…”
This is true. I have met 40-year olds who long to hear these words from their parents — “I’m proud of you,” and feel an empty space — like a gaping wound in their souls because their parents have never told them this.
Don’t do that to your kids.
And before I forget: Praise your kids seven times a day.
And praise your spouse seven times a day.
I’m not kidding. It will revolutionize your marriage.
If I say, “Criticize your spouse seven times a day,” I bet you’d say, “Kaunti naman. I do that already.” But that’s the problem. We don’t realize that when we criticize our spouses, we actually destroy our marriage bit by bit — not just our spouses.
But when you praise and honor your spouse — you build up your marriage.
It can be very simple stuff:
Ang sarap ng luto mo ngayon, Hon.
I thank God He gave you to me.
You’re so hardworking.
I love it when I see you play with the kids.
You know how to make me happy.
Ganda mo ngayon.
Keep on doing this and you’ll see changes in your life and your marriage you thought were not possible.
Let me say it again: Praise your spouse — and your children — seven times a day.

Step #4: Be Deep.
Your weekly dates shouldn’t just be watching movies, eating out and going home.
Talk deep.
Talk about your feelings.
Enter into each other’s worlds. Dive into each other’s dreams, hurts, desires, worries, hopes and burdens.
When you open yourself up to your spouse or your child, there are more chances for the other person to open up to you.

Step #5: Be Simple
Yesterday afternoon, I preached to 700 people in Hong Kong.
I usually give my talks for 45 minutes. That’s been my trademark.
But yesterday, I gave a solid two-hour talk. Vein-popping, heart-pounding, passion-driven talk — because I had a burden in my heart.
Because I preached on Financial Literacy.
I challenged them, “Raise your financial I.Q.!”
I scolded them, “When you left the Philippines, you told your kids, ‘Anak, two years of separation lang ‘to. After two years, Mommy will have saved enough and will go home and we’ll be together again.’ But after two years, you go home and you haven’t saved. Because you repainted the house. Because there’s a new TV set in the living room and a new gas range in the kitchen. Because the kids have new designer rubber shoes.
I taught them how to live simply and ruthlessly save 20% of their income.
Because unless they do this, they will be forever trapped in Hong Kong.
Look at your life.
Are you living simply?
Are you saving 20% of your income?

Step #6: Be Financially Intelligent
I also taught them where to invest.
I told them, “It’s not enough to just save. You need to know where to put your money. Because savings accounts at 1% and time deposits at 5% won’t do. Inflation — which is at 7% — will simply eat them up.”
So I taught them about mutual funds and other investment vehicles, including the ability to sell something and get into business.
Here’s the truth: The more you know about money, the less time you need to make money. So the more time you have for your family.
Actually, a time should come when you don’t need to make money. Instead, you let money make money. And that requires financial intelligence.
Read. Attend seminars. Look for mentors.

Go Home.
After giving my talk, I took a deep breath and told my audience in Hong Kong,
“When you follow these principles and have saved enough — please go home. Please go home to your children.”
I made a lot of people cry that day.
I’m telling you the same thing.
Oh yes, you may be living with your family in one house, but it’s possible that your heart is so far away from your spouse and kids — and they are far away from you as well. You need to let your heart go home.

Go home my friend.

Your heart belongs there.