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Lily ‘s Online Nuggets of Wisdom

A Database for the Upliftment of Intellectual Growth

Situation demands that i need to look for a new home . Unfortunately , considering the financial status of my family still we can’t afford to finance even through pag – ibig . After a series of intellectual confabulation with my ever supportive hubby ,we decided that the city of san fernando should be the next target of our plan. I tried though it’s quite hard, distance convenience per se is a big ” NO NO ” . It’s almost more than an hour travel by bus from the historic town of agoo . But i tried it sort of experimental , believing that my system could hardly respond to the long travel . The agony of waking up early in the morning could be the prevailing factor that i need to look into. It took more than a month for me to adjust to the new environment – people , workplace .students and other related variable . Right now , i consider my new home a palace geared towards new development . a database for the upliftment of intellectual growth , a bed of economic stability and venue for a better academic rank in the future . My new home is not acquired through installment basis nor even in terms of loan – bank or lending . the acquisition of it is through diligence alone coupled with the sacrifice of waking up in the wee wee hours in the morning to catch the *8 am sign in plus the trust given by the almighty channeled by THE EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT who happens to be the overseer of the academe . SAINT JOHN BOSCO COLLEGE OF NORTHERN LUZON – my new palace of intellectual upliftment .

THE MAGIC WORDS OF LILY

. Likened to a flower/ I’m not yet in full bloom/ instead/ I’m about to bloom// . However /, being in bloom/ is a no no issue dear graduates /instead /I’ll just provide you several intellectual calculations / how I was able to climb /the angle of “ success” until the infinite point// . Of course /just like an ordinary person /, did several manipulations /on the calculator of life //. I tend to disregard the errors though //, there were several miscalculations /until I arrived at the correct answer// . Null and void hypotheses// were at the helm/, monomial , binomial and polynomial headaches brought about by the hardships of life have overwhelmed throughout the course of my schooling had traveled along the way . But I never never had the intention of giving up dear graduates . For we need to be flexible in facing all of those challenges . Numerical problems would not serve as a hindrance for us to earn a degree .Like me , I also came from a poor family but I have tried all the possible solutions to finished my course as a BS Math graduate . Financial problem just like what I have said while ago always bother me since my family is only depending on a meager income . But provided you are determined enough to reach your goal surely you can be able to make it . The probability of error should not be the determining factor of losing your faith towards the attainment of your dreams. But a star for you to move forward , likened to an angle in Geometry, one need to extend it until the infinite point . In life, there are a lot of angles that we used to face it may be obtuse , right and acute angle . Bear in mind that , in my case acute angle had dominated my life when I was still a student like you . However , I never let that “acute “ ruined my dreams . Its all part of the game , just like numbers we need to perform addition , subtraction , multiplication and division . I added lot of problems then I subtracted it , multiplied until finally the last resort was I divided it into pieces . Those pieces were then distributed in the number line, had arranged it from ascending to descending order . Luckily , I performed the square root and got the correct answer . But still as the adage goes , problems may come and go . Financial difficulty had always served as an intervening variable in the realization of my dreams .

SUCCESS IS NOT MEASURED IN TERMS OF FIGURES
Life is a battle of calculations, though we are going to used the best method of solving any mathematical problem of life there always exist a probabililty of error . Truly , life is similitude to that only I can say is conceptualize the best plan in your life . At first , you need to perform several manipulations on the calculator of life . In doing so , faith in God , courage , patience coupled with the determination to succeed should be the best formula . Indeed , education is one of the best weapon for us to eliminate or lessen the probability of life’s failure. Explore all the possible ways and means , try several formula then select the best that fits you . The best would surely lead you to success . But , in my humble mathematical based concept success is not always measured in terms of “ figures “.

EDUCATION : BEST ASSET OF SURVIVAL
I would like to emphasize that for an individual like me who hails from an ordinary family. “ EDUCATION “ is the best asset of survival . Our diploma will not yield an interest compared to that of a time deposit in the bank but the interest will become even higher as we continue to start and explore in the number line of life’s journey . NEVER GIVE UP , IT’S NOT THE DIGIT THAT COUNTS but on how well you have proven to yourself that you did your best counts most in life . An excerpt from my favorite poem by Douglas Malloch goes
If you can’t be a highway , then just be a trail
If you can’t be the sun , be a star
It’s not in the size that you win or you fall
But be the best of whatever you are

Graduation is not the end of the journey but instead its just the beginning of another struggle in life . AS you are about to enter the portals of college life , there will be differences . Complex tidbits of problems will be always on the angle but just take it for granted . For such , would make you stronger and drives you to cross the bridge of life . In crossing , you need to be armed with the most productive “ FORMULA “ so you won’t be drowned
To the parents , your sacrifices are worthy enough .For these graduates have proven in your eyes those efforts exerted bear the best fruits – their high school diploma. To the mentors , you play the best part in molding these future assets of our country . I’m optimistic enough that with your expertise all of them will become the “ BEST VARIABLES “ in their respective field someday .

” PANG ” OVERLOAD
our gem is now 1 year 8 months old , time flies so fast . she is already a voracious eater. be it milk or any solid food that strikes her fancy . since she started eating solid food , PONKAN has been a part of her diet . funny , she had a backward pronunciation of which ” PANG ” in her own linguistic understanding . everytime she would saw said fruit in the ref , wouldn’t stop until such time she got hold of it . biscuit is a no no for her once that pang is available . PANG PANG PANG , that’s her usual byword now . at a young age she has “PANG OVERLOAD ” in the diet .

THE LITTLE ANNOUNCER

her mouth is similitude to that of a megaphone wherein the coverage could reach as far as jolo . it’s 7212008 on the am band . her program starts at 4:00 in the morning . the program directors who happens to be her mama or papa ( parents ) didn’t prepare the news for her to deliver on the air but it’s a different type of news material . they need to prepare the bottle as quickly as it otherwise she would increase the volume of her voice . quite funny indeed, she begun to fill in her slot on air she would deliver mono and bisyllabic words bubbly . it could either be with sense or without sense since she is still innocent as to the things around her especially the words the she would utter. she would fill in the house with laughters that boil down to happiness in the eyes of her beloved -papa, mama and her grannies ( lolo and lola ) .
our little announcer is not a holder of BA English / Communication like her mama nor radiologic technology like her papa because she is still one year and three months old. I would say so announcer because at a young age she seems to be very talkative . funny indeed , she would talk the whole day . never slept , keeps on giggling and moving . she is not even affiliated with any radio nor tv station in town .the little announcer i’m talking is our gem – sancha athena .

CHRISTMAS DROPS MEMOIRS REWIND
the cold breeze of christmas is on the air . i usually feel this every time i take a bath in the morning . the water seems to be cold . a part of my being is refresh but brrrrr too cold .
for us ilocanos we used to commemorate ” the messiah’s birth ” lavishly an d grandiloquently . we still stick to the traditional culture though ours is already in the cyber age . I remember when i was a kid we used to celebrate christmas in our relatives in cagayan . there you can find and taste the very palatable ” tinubong ” a malagkit cook in bamboo . it’s very delicious especially the special one . aside from that , we do have what we call ” binungon wrap in a banana leaf . i really miss those native delicacies because it’s been so long that i wasn’t able to pay my kins a visit .
carolling , attending the misa de gallo , gift giving – these are the very vivid and yet prominent ” niche ” of christmas in the philippines . the sad thing is some celebrate it lavishly to the extent of cooking a lot of delicacies and other dishes which would only res;ut in the trash .
carolling is a part of my childhood . i enjoyed doing it with my friends and cousins . i’m not also fortunate to be blessed with generous godparents , i can’t remember a single yuletide with a gift from them . when i was in garde 8 already i used to tell my “nang ” and ” tang ” , we used to address our parents that way , how i wish you have chosen the richest godparents for me . quite funny indeed , but true anyway .
attending the misa de gallo is also a part. we need to complete the 9 consecutive days so that our wish will be granted , that is according to the folks. on our way going home from mass, there we can find vendors of the very aromatic ” puto bumbong ” . its also a time for sweethearts to be together with their special ” bumbong” to walk and talk .
gift giving is what a i like most when i was in elementary . i love exchanging gifts to my friends and classmates but not to my teachers . bribery – my gosh! i hate it . i never bribe my mentors , i want to earn my grades in the hard way
how i wish everyday is Christmas so that i have a new dress , that’s my fave adage when i was young . a week before the school party , we used to buy new dress with our kind and understanding “nang ” . our father is at work he would simply let the three of us go to town and buy our new dresses with my sister . . not to boast , we always have the fashionable or “in dress ” during the yuletide . we are only two siblings in the family kase . but now , my parents doesn’t buy us anymore but during christmas it’s ” grandpa ” who used to give cash gifts to their dear ” grandchildren ” the super kulits ” CHINOY ” and our dear ” SANCHA ”.
Those are only some of the numerous childhood memoirs of mine about ” Christmas “. What about you ? Wanna share ? Have a flashback on the past and rewind those memoirs you have in mind ? Start now guys . I’d love to hear from you .

THE MAGIC WORDS “AM AM” BREAK THE SILENCE


every time she opens her eyes in the morning she would utter ma- ma .she keeps on executing different funny moves , laughter and smiles which i could hardly describe . those small things make our heart with my hubby simply touch the joy of being a parent .upon we reach home in the afternoon she is there clapping and jumping especially if i have have a surprise for her . when she saw us eating she would shout ”am am ” . nobody can’t stop her from doing so not unless you gonna feed her .a voracious eater at her age – more than 1 year. the word am am break the silence in our humble palace.those are only few of sancha athena’s day to day developmental milestone.

WISDOM SCRIBBLED IN THE PRINTED PAGE

day by day my assets are increasing. however , no interest has been added to the principal every time i used to update it . instead , it’s an additional mess in my drawers both at home and in school . sometimes i tried to discard the old ones but i love the wisdom scribbled in the printed pages . at home , i do have a lot and copy paste goes through with my cabinets in the workplace . i have kept it for so long similitude to the classic masterpieces of Shakespeare and the like . i considered it as one of the best asset i have . properties depreciate speaking of its value but mine remains static and stable considering the knowledge it brings to my brain . wanna know what wealth i’m referring to ? not in monetary but it’s the piles of papers stocked in my drawers . no wonder im in the teaching profession . papers are my wealth .

GENES UNWIND
lessons on dominant and recessive genes in my psycho class when i’m still pursuing my BA degree in english / mass comm in the university of northern phils . in the historic city of the north – vigan is still vivid in my mind.lately , i have noticed that our precious jewel – sancha athena has pinkish spots on her neck . at first , i was alarmed thinking it’s some sort of complications about a particular undiscovered toddler’s illness . but as it tried to find answers to my querries online and to my colleagues i found out that it was kinda ” heat rash . everytime i look at baby’s neck ,i’m wondering why all those rashes appears. no wonder like her papa , indeed it has something to do with genes . her papa has the same skin illness brought about by the unfavorable weather condition . my classmate in the graduate school even told me aircon is the solution to such problem . deep inside , i just flash a smile ha ha ha . aircon ? how could that be possible the fact that we are in a tight budget . i tried to apply ointment on her neck , as of date i’m still in the process of observing the progress of such . if to no avail , it won’t help then i’ll gonna bring her again to her pedia – dr. marissa. despite the hardships of life . we all do the best for our darling sancha athena . our forever treasure. we love you anak .

REASON TO EMBRACE EVERY DAWN OF LIFE

her smiles and laughters could easily delete the logs piled in my being. she is the very reason of embracing every dawn of life’s continuous struggle.a gem to preserve forever for she is a combination of multifarious stones of wealth.i’m actually referring to our best weapon, the reason of our existence – baby sancha athena . now that she is already one year old , as if the earth as fast as it is . moments spent with her daily tends to be incomplete , how i wish additional hours could be added . sometimes , there is that feeling of guilt within us for the primordial reason that most of her infacy moments are spent with her fave grandma saling. for baby sancha – a consideration should be in your heart anak for papa and mama need to exert their god given wisdom for them to fulfill their mission as your parents .

BEST ASSET HIGHLIGHT’S ONE
Time flies so fast , Baby Sancha Athena Gamboa , our best asset which simply complete our existence in the cosmopolitan turned one yesterday.She is in Vigan with her fave Grandma Saling. Though we are not with her on that very special day , she knows how much we love her. As usual there was no grandiose party like the very traditional Filipino culture we are used to . Honest to goodness I hate such practice.I always tell my Hubby ” Rey ” we need to live within our means .Don’t climb the highest step in the stairways if you can’t be able to. . My friends know it from the start grandiloquent celebration is a no no on my part .
Let me tell you how Sancha Athena evolve in this paradise. At first , we have a hard time looking for our baby’s name . There were a lot of choices but clashing of ideas with my hubby always be the the core of the conflict. In Literature particularly in the study of short story we call it Man Vs Man . Still remember it BSOA II studes ? I even borrowed the thickest dictionary in ACC/ P ‘s library. Browse multitude of sites to come up with a unique name soon to be recorded in the ” Guiness Book of REcords ” he he .Until finally ” after a series of conference with my hubby ” Sancha Athena ” was coined. The former is a Spanish name which I got from the net , the latter is after the Goddess of Wisdom in Greek Mythology .Or to sum up Sancha ( Holy ) Athena ( Goddess of Beauty ) .
. Prior to giving birth I did a lot of research from the net If I really need to undergo CS operation.Series of ultrasounds had been conducted even a week before my due still Baby Sancha is in a frank breed presentation . 4 am of JUly 21 , 2009 when I underwent a CS in La UNion Medical Center – the biggest hospital in the historic town of Agoo . Before the operation I was really nervous . Even when I’m already in the OR i keep on telling Dra. Jeptah KOmiya – my sexy OB about my fear of giving birth.The team of Doctors including Dra. Delia Arellano – my Anesthesiologist and Dra. Marissa Manlusoc – the Pedia told me I have to refrain from babbling . Ha ha ha as if I’m already lecturing thinking that the OR is the classroom.After an hour I heard a baby’s cry – SANCHA ATHENA ‘S first cry somewhat lift my spirit. Now , my completeness as a woman is at the height of fulfillment.
Life seems to be cloudy without San San .Her smiles and laughters ease our tiredness the whole day.Despite the unfavorable ” virus ” that we used to encounter we still have the guts to say ” those are the spices ” of life. At a young age we want to instill in her the value of education and the simplicity of life we have . ACC / P and my hubby’s daily manipulation of the cp’s keypad play a very important role in our daily struggle .Without beloved ACC/ P and other people’s trust to my hubby ‘s word of mouth I guess Sancha Athena didn’t reach this stage of her existence. To my family , friends and ACC/ P particularly to Mam Mel you are all part of Sancha’s incredible grown up.

The Best Thing That “ Ting’s In Sancha ‘ s Mind
our dear sancha athena is now 2 years and 6 months old. she is a talkative child indeed genetically dominant like her mama lily . our jewel is kinda "makulit ", right now she is under the care of her grandma ting in the heritage city of the north - - vigan city " the world heritage list ". as a mom i don't want to be away from our gem but considering the fact that i need to work i really need to bear the homesickness i felt everytime we miss her . sometimes , the feeling of guilt consciously reach the deepest vein of my system , yet to overwhelm such i just did sort of behavioral deviation in my own tactics .
lola ting is lola saling suppose to be but my daughter could hardly pronounce s yet that's why it becomes " ting ". sancha loves her grandma very much. every time she woke up in the morning she would call her grandma " ting ". lola ting is always there to embrace her, trying to bring out the affection that i as a mom should share .
such thing really play a "TING " in my daughter' s innocent mind and heart because LOLA TING is a unique image that magically " TINGS '" everytime SANCHA ATHENA needs someone to " TING " her emotionally.
SANCHA MIGHT POSSIBLY BE GIVEN THE CHANCE TO HAVE ALL THE MATERIAL THINGS IN THIS WOrld BUT THERE CAN NEVER BE ANYTHING THAT WOULD SURELY SUBSTITUTE THE BEST THING EXCEPT HER " LOLA TING ".

Literary

Wikang Filipino : Ating Mahalin
- Michael Bruce Lorenzana -
BS CRiminology III

Tayong mga Filipino ay may sariling wika
Na dapat nating mahalin at ipagmalaki
Dahil ito ang ang ilaw nating lahat
Ilaw at lakas tungo sa tuwid na landas

Dapat nating bigyang halaga
Hindi lang sa salita pati na rin sa gawa
Spagkat ito'y isang mahalagang yaman
Sa bayang ating dinadakila

Literary

Ang Wika
- Lila Llma -
BS Criminology III

Ang ating wika ay pagyamanin
Gamitin natin ito ng may damadamin
Huwag ikahiya dahil ito'y atin
Dapat ipagmalaki at gamitin

Mga bata ating turuan
Ng mga salitang dapat nilang malaman
Para sila'y magising sa katotohanan
Na ang wika nating Pilipino'y dapat gamitin

Ang wika ay siyang lakas
gamitin natin ito ng my tikas
Dapat ito ang magbibigay sa atin ng tamang landas

Short Story

Emotionally Starved User Hacks My CPU’s Heart

What a journey it has been
And the end is not in sight
But the stars are out tonight
And they are bound to guide my way

That is an excerpt from my fave song. Life is full of mystery. The mariner is afraid to lost his life everytime high tide occurs in the midst of his circumnavigation in the vast cosmopolitan of life’s struggle . He needs to be the best diver so as to save his life . If he failed to do so, he will be totally lost out of sight . But , behind the drowning is a mystery . How wonderful is it to live in this paradise . In some cases , the depth of mystery is hard to measure .

My Mom gave me the freedom to witness the beauty of paradise. Deep within my heart I’m very thankful and considered myself lucky regardless of the absence of material things because of financial catastrophe . Stocks in the family decline . Likened to the killer quake that hit the City of Pines wayback 1989 and the flashflood that devastated Ormoc City . Despite that , I’m enjoying every minute of my existence . Now , I’m at the peak of my journey trying to surpass the Filipinos that climbed Mt. Everest . Truly , life is wonderful even if in the process of climbing I was injured. However , thorns are on the way . This serves as an obstacle in reaching the end point of my circumnavigation . Like the mariner, we do have point of entry and destination . We can’t reach the end point without enduring patience . Since I saw the first light of the world I have come across with an array of thorns .Quite painful but I simply take it for granted . As what Francisco Icasiano says,

“ Pain is beautiful when one can rise from its depressing power “

There were times I can no longer bear the anguish . My heart was in a comatose .My being was swollen . I’m lost in the middle of a desert without knowing my direction . I’m in a crossroad. Robert Frost stated,

“I took the one less travelled by “
“ And that has made the difference “

I can’t walk without the assistance of a caregiver nor the program can’t run because of the dreaded virus . The wheel runs out of gasoline . It was fallen in the debris . Darkness was in a total bloom . Eclipse occurs , everything is paralyzed . Chemotherapy and alternative medicines doesn’t work anymore. I found myself in an isolation room weeping in the valley of tears . Join me as I sing the melody ,

Valley mountain , there is a fountain washes the tears all the way

My being turned out to be cloudy . Such unfavorable weather jibes with what my heart feels . It touches till the tiniest veins of my being . No more reason to appreciate the wonders of sunrise . Yesterday is a sunset . I can’t afford to embrace tomorrow with sunlight that gladdens one’s breathing . Future awaits with thunder and lightning . Fear dominated my heart . I’m a fighter , firm with my ideologies in life . I always tell my ultimate savior – mother w hen I was in college ,

“ The struggle must continue until the last end of my dying breath “

I wanted to become an activist . Radio commentator is my ultimate dream . Luckily , I end up as an announcer in the four walls of the vast reservoir of knowledge – classroom . Pouring wisdom behind the magic of words to my listeners – students . At their young age they will become the heroes and heroine of a better tomorrow . I’m hoping that they will not be failed with their attempts to fulfill their dreams for a better brand of life .

That’s just the prologue of the discussion in my Literature Class.Let me continue the next chapter of my commentaries with the aphorisms of wisdom incorporated in the printed page.

I’m beginning to lost my patience . I often ask myself why things had to happen this way , the fact that I was the best swimmer admired worldwide , who brought honor to my country in the recently concluded survival of the fittest . I manage to find my way to my port of destination . He never leave me . He lights up my life , held my hands when we cross the roaring water , with my body shivering from cold .

“ First I was afraid , I was petrified “
“ Thinking I would never leave without you by my side

I survived because of the wisdom imbedded behind the golden rule , the miracles and power of prayers intermingled with the determination to be discharge from the isolation room . I was transferred to our humble palace. The incubation period lasted for I year to recover from where I have fallen . Life back to normal as is expected of me in the eyes of people . The computer buff big brother friend of mine who is based in Al Khobar KSA come up with a software that deleted all the files in my CPU . The first of its kind in the amazing yet realistic world of computer and information technology. . Back then , I was able to fly though I totally lost my wings for quite so long .

That was a decade ago . The thorns was too painful . Anesthesia doesn’t work at that time . As of the moment , I’m in the prologue of another journey . I just renewed my contract and promoted as a Captain from an AB Mariner . I don’t know when shall I terminate my resignation from the journey I have applied . Prologue is to Literature shut down is to program .

When they are shining on my life
I can see a better day
I won’t let the darkness in
What a journey It has been

Wishing there will be stars to twinkle in the night amidst the grief of life . I have been wishing for the brightest star ever.For the second time around , anguish is injected in my dextrose which paves the way for the temporary stopping of my breathing . I’m in darkness , no more stars to brighten my life . Smile is a grave sin because of the weeping bleeding beats of my heart . Suddenly, I found myself writing this poem one stormy night in my moments of solitude ;

VIRUS HEART

Tears in my eyes
Sadness in my heart
Pain in my soul
Sorrow in my being
Sunshine on your side
Cloudy on my part
Output becomes negative
I expect to be positive
Virus ruin the program
My heart stops to run
No software can be found
To cure the dreaded virus
That attacks the CPU of my heart

The star was hack by someone who is tongue tied and craving for earthly satisfaction of the flesh . A computer buff X who is obsess with emotional hunger due to the absence of ink . She needs to refill with another angle to survive the urge that would lead her to the is in thorns again .

I recall when you said that you’ve never leave me more

But you left a birthmark in the evolution of my cycle . It’s bleeding again . When shall it end ? Definitely like before? When another software will be installed ? Better than the obsolete . A new discovery in the IT world ? What program will it be ? Visual Basic or ACCESS ? Nobody has the right to access because a “ PASSWORD “ is required before one can open the files . If ever a user is lucky enough to open will it be stored in the memory or deserves to be in the recycle bin only ?

News

Employees Attend Strategic Planning Seminar

Bosconian employees embrace this academic year through an intellectual break wherein everyone is involve in the planning process during the Strategic Planning Seminar last June 6 – 7, 2011.

Dr. Mario Garcia , an Academician from Tabuk State College in Kalinga served as the Resource Speaker. HE talked about the importance of planning in the organization by citing situational scholarly insights on the process .

Brainstorming sessions were done by the employees followed by a workshop during the second day . Different groups presented their outputs as a basis for future actions and references .

News

BOSCONIAN Conducts Orientation Program
The Freshmen students attended the Orientation Program last June 13, 2011 in SJBCNL Lecture Hall . This is an annual activity of the institution in order to familiarize them with respect to general and academic policies listed below.
Topic Speaker
Academic Policies Forester Brenda Pulido Gandeza, Executive Assistant
Students Services Miss Yani Gambala , SAS Coordinator
Guidance Services Miss Cansy Almodovar , Guidance Counselor
Library Rules Miss Valerie Atiwag , College Librarian
Personality Development Miss Cansy Almodovar , Guidance Counselor
Mr. REnz Robert Cruz , John Robert Powers Manila

Distribution of schedules, release of class cards and picture taking were also done on the said day .

News

Criminology Studes Undergo Special Training


In order to enhance their skills in their respective field , a special training on “ Silent Drill “ for the Criminology students was launched last September 30 , 2012 in Camp Diego Silang , Carlatan , San Fernando City , La Union .

The said training is an intensive one and usually held every Saturday in order to familiarize them with the tactics in Drills as well as Karate . Col. Julio Gorospe and Col. Godfrey Buslotan , part- time Instructors of the College serve as the trainors . Bosconians usually showcase the “ Special Drills “ during the City Fiesta of San Fernando

“ Strengthening Brotherhood , Solidarity and Cooperation through Empowered Criminology Students “ is the theme of this training .