When I feel down I pray to my God and reflect on the countless blessings that he has showered upon me. During trying times I find peace in knowing that I have strength and love coming from a being who is far greater than any of us.
The Optimist's Creed
"Promise yourself to be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.
Look at the sunny side of everything and make your
optimism come true.
Think only of the best,
work only for the best,
and expect only the best.
Forget the mistakes of the past
and press on to the greater achievements of the future.
Give so much time to the improvement of yourself
that you have no time to criticize others.
Live in the faith that
the whole world is on your side
so long as you are true
to the best that is in you!"
- Christian D. Larson
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Teachers
"You, whose day it is, make it beautiful. Get out your rainbow colors, that it may be beautiful." -a Nekootsa Indian Poem
Some of my fondest childhood memories are those that revolve around school life. My teachers were my idols! Some were very strict and stern while others were so warm and carefree. Each of them helped in molding me to be a better student, a better human being.
But I know for a fact that being a teacher is not an easy feat. A teacher acts as a parent and role model. They are (in a very big way) responsible for the growth and development of each learner. I usually find myself thinking if my students actually learn something from me and my classes. I hope that they see art beyond the canvas and the color wheel. Having been given the opportunity to teach and work with young children is a great privilege. Truly a great gift!
I work with such dedicated and selfless teachers. They always go above and beyond their call of duty. Each day I learn something new from them. Each lesson I try to carry over and apply in my daily life.
I constantly need to remind myself that learning is an ongoing process. I am very lucky to be surrounded by such passionate, dedicated, patient and hardworking teachers.
Thank you for making my stay a memorable one.
* photos taken at Gerry's Grill, Libis QC, during Teachers' Day celebration
Some of my fondest childhood memories are those that revolve around school life. My teachers were my idols! Some were very strict and stern while others were so warm and carefree. Each of them helped in molding me to be a better student, a better human being.
But I know for a fact that being a teacher is not an easy feat. A teacher acts as a parent and role model. They are (in a very big way) responsible for the growth and development of each learner. I usually find myself thinking if my students actually learn something from me and my classes. I hope that they see art beyond the canvas and the color wheel. Having been given the opportunity to teach and work with young children is a great privilege. Truly a great gift!
I work with such dedicated and selfless teachers. They always go above and beyond their call of duty. Each day I learn something new from them. Each lesson I try to carry over and apply in my daily life.
I constantly need to remind myself that learning is an ongoing process. I am very lucky to be surrounded by such passionate, dedicated, patient and hardworking teachers.
Thank you for making my stay a memorable one.
* photos taken at Gerry's Grill, Libis QC, during Teachers' Day celebration
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
I am a work in progress
positive thinking, honesty, and acceptance are bundled together in the healing process. There are good days and yes there are off days. But everyday I do my best to see the good and strike out the negative. I don't always succeed. You see, all of us are works in progress.
This blog is my space to write about my thoughts and emotions without being judged and ridiculed.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
lazy days
...Sometimes I just want to laze around and take it slow. I wish to enjoy more brunches and more quiet time with my baby.
One favorite place to take long meals is Kozui, along Tomas Morato, QC. Yummy Japanese food and cozy interiors. Plus the tea selection is just super!! My personal favorite is Genmai-Cha (green tea with roasted rice).
p.s. I gave up coffee about 3 weeks ago.
One favorite place to take long meals is Kozui, along Tomas Morato, QC. Yummy Japanese food and cozy interiors. Plus the tea selection is just super!! My personal favorite is Genmai-Cha (green tea with roasted rice).
p.s. I gave up coffee about 3 weeks ago.
2008: reload
I've been doodling and painting again. I'm very excited to have this renewed feeling to just create and express. I will add updates real soon. Very exciting stuff for 2008!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wanted: Childlike Wonder
Working with children has given me so much fulfillment. At the end of the day I feel like I learn more from them compared to how much they learn from me. Being an art educator to young children is not an easy job as other grownups might want to think. Being a teacher means that you are in one way or another responsible for molding these young hearts and minds.
From the very beginning my goal was to help my students discover their inner artist. I wanted them to be able to use art as a tool to express their ideas, their thoughts and feelings about the world around them and about themselves. By making them feel that they have a voice and that what they have to say is important (without hurting other people along the way of course) were on top of my list. My role as Teacher Pia is about to end. I've decided to take on other challenges and other roles. But that doesn't mean that the learning has stopped. My students and I are enjoying our last month and a half together working on their final paintings. I beam with pride when I see these children walk and talk with such confidence knowing that they have creative power.
The art studio is a mess! It's bursting with artists' canvas, and various projects. But amidst the chaos is a feeling that I have spent the last two years with such great human beings with big hearts and sun-shiny smiles. I've had plenty insightful conversations with my young artists. The topics range from doing well in school, following your parents' advise, making and keeping friends, resolving arguments, how to mix just the right pink, just the right purple, how many kinds of colors are there really, is black a color, how about white, why did Van Gogh cut his ear off... the list is indeed very long.
Just this afternoon during clean up time one of my students asked me why the clouds above our school still look white. She asked me this as we were taking out cups of water that we used for painting. I asked her what she meant and her reply was
..."we paint so much right? Then how come the clouds don't absorb all the color from the water as it evaporates? That would be so cool, to have painted clouds."
What if we had painterly clouds? Exciting, isn't it? Oh what I would give to be a kid again!! To think that way and not be ashamed to ask questions means that she was not afraid of being judged, not afraid of being wrong. Asking what if questions is something adults don't do anymore. Is it because we're too busy? We see things as they are. No questions required.
This quick chitchat immediately brought me back to the time when I was about 4 years old. It was summer and I was going to accompany my parents to the province where they needed to fulfill their rural duties (during the time of President Marcos new doctors were required to give their services to rural communities before they can practice fulltime in the big city. It was going to be my first plane ride (and the first for my dad too)! Everyone in the family kept on talking about our trip, how long we'll be away, if the municipality where we were staying was safe especially for a couple with a young rascal in tow. On and on the grown ups planned and arranged the details of our trip. I on the other hand was hatching my grand plan. I was going to bring a jar with me on the plane. Then when we soar as high as the clouds and as we enter the clouds I will slowly open the window and scoop some clouds into my jar. I was giddy with excitement! I knew for a fact that planes go inside clouds beacause I would carefully observe planes as they pass above our house. This was my chance to own clouds. I didn't want a lot. I just wanted enough to fill the empty mayonnaise jar that I was going to bring. I didn't tell anybody about my plan but I had everything ready days before our trip. I was already imagining my fluffy and cottony clouds. I even knew that I had to "feed" it with water (you know, like rain).
I couldn't keep it any longer. The excitement was too much already that I had to tell someone. I went to my aunts and told them about it. They patted me on my head saying "sure, ok!" Why weren't they excited? Didn't they ever want to have their own clouds? I ran to my mom and told her my dream and my plan of action. She smiled and carefully explained to me that Philippine Airlines will not allow me to go on with my plan because the doors and windows of the airplane cannot and should not be opened during a flight. If that happens the airplane will not work properly according to her.
Ok, ok of course I felt sad, crestfallen! I was hatching this plan for weeks! Arghh. So I settled for keeping my eyes glued to the window and when our plane entered the clouds I was at the edge of my seat recording every single moment. I was not able to nap during the flight because I didn't want to miss the clouds.Now that I'm all grown up, whenever I get to ride an airplane I still make it a habit to look out the window and imagine how it would feel like to reach out and scoop a piece of fluffy cloud.
Lately I've been missing that giddy feeling. But after the cloud conversation this afternoon I'm sure that things will be quite different for Teacher Pia.
May all of us have a great 2008! And to my students, always remember to follow your bliss! Thanks for reminding me to do just that.
And yes it would be so cool to have colorful and painterly clouds to hover above us.
From the very beginning my goal was to help my students discover their inner artist. I wanted them to be able to use art as a tool to express their ideas, their thoughts and feelings about the world around them and about themselves. By making them feel that they have a voice and that what they have to say is important (without hurting other people along the way of course) were on top of my list. My role as Teacher Pia is about to end. I've decided to take on other challenges and other roles. But that doesn't mean that the learning has stopped. My students and I are enjoying our last month and a half together working on their final paintings. I beam with pride when I see these children walk and talk with such confidence knowing that they have creative power.
The art studio is a mess! It's bursting with artists' canvas, and various projects. But amidst the chaos is a feeling that I have spent the last two years with such great human beings with big hearts and sun-shiny smiles. I've had plenty insightful conversations with my young artists. The topics range from doing well in school, following your parents' advise, making and keeping friends, resolving arguments, how to mix just the right pink, just the right purple, how many kinds of colors are there really, is black a color, how about white, why did Van Gogh cut his ear off... the list is indeed very long.
Just this afternoon during clean up time one of my students asked me why the clouds above our school still look white. She asked me this as we were taking out cups of water that we used for painting. I asked her what she meant and her reply was
..."we paint so much right? Then how come the clouds don't absorb all the color from the water as it evaporates? That would be so cool, to have painted clouds."
What if we had painterly clouds? Exciting, isn't it? Oh what I would give to be a kid again!! To think that way and not be ashamed to ask questions means that she was not afraid of being judged, not afraid of being wrong. Asking what if questions is something adults don't do anymore. Is it because we're too busy? We see things as they are. No questions required.
This quick chitchat immediately brought me back to the time when I was about 4 years old. It was summer and I was going to accompany my parents to the province where they needed to fulfill their rural duties (during the time of President Marcos new doctors were required to give their services to rural communities before they can practice fulltime in the big city. It was going to be my first plane ride (and the first for my dad too)! Everyone in the family kept on talking about our trip, how long we'll be away, if the municipality where we were staying was safe especially for a couple with a young rascal in tow. On and on the grown ups planned and arranged the details of our trip. I on the other hand was hatching my grand plan. I was going to bring a jar with me on the plane. Then when we soar as high as the clouds and as we enter the clouds I will slowly open the window and scoop some clouds into my jar. I was giddy with excitement! I knew for a fact that planes go inside clouds beacause I would carefully observe planes as they pass above our house. This was my chance to own clouds. I didn't want a lot. I just wanted enough to fill the empty mayonnaise jar that I was going to bring. I didn't tell anybody about my plan but I had everything ready days before our trip. I was already imagining my fluffy and cottony clouds. I even knew that I had to "feed" it with water (you know, like rain).
I couldn't keep it any longer. The excitement was too much already that I had to tell someone. I went to my aunts and told them about it. They patted me on my head saying "sure, ok!" Why weren't they excited? Didn't they ever want to have their own clouds? I ran to my mom and told her my dream and my plan of action. She smiled and carefully explained to me that Philippine Airlines will not allow me to go on with my plan because the doors and windows of the airplane cannot and should not be opened during a flight. If that happens the airplane will not work properly according to her.
Ok, ok of course I felt sad, crestfallen! I was hatching this plan for weeks! Arghh. So I settled for keeping my eyes glued to the window and when our plane entered the clouds I was at the edge of my seat recording every single moment. I was not able to nap during the flight because I didn't want to miss the clouds.Now that I'm all grown up, whenever I get to ride an airplane I still make it a habit to look out the window and imagine how it would feel like to reach out and scoop a piece of fluffy cloud.
Lately I've been missing that giddy feeling. But after the cloud conversation this afternoon I'm sure that things will be quite different for Teacher Pia.
May all of us have a great 2008! And to my students, always remember to follow your bliss! Thanks for reminding me to do just that.
And yes it would be so cool to have colorful and painterly clouds to hover above us.
Friday, October 5, 2007
Thank You For Your Prayers
I didn't add this to my online journal until I found out the biopsy results. I also didn't have time to let some of you know because of the fast pace of events that took place. But I am well and very thankful to God for allowing me to enjoy more sunshines with all of you!
Last September 28, I had to undergo surgical biopsy. You see, I've been monitoring and doing self breast exams for about 4 years now. On my latest breast ultrasound, the doctors found multiple lesions on both breasts. One of the solid nodules on my right breast was pinpointed as a candidate for biopsy because of its irregular shape. It was a bit scary because we didn't know what to expect in the beginning. Alfred and I called my dad first. I told him about the findings, he kept his cool but I heard a worried tone in his voice when I was telling him the details of my sonomammogram. During that phone conversation he was more of a dad, not a topnotch physician. My dad's a urosurgeon, because my condition is not his line of expertise he immediately hooked me up with his colleague, Dr.Michael Liquete. After several consultations + numerous discussions with the doctors I decided to have the mass removed. Better to know what it is rather than not knowing and having this nagging feeling inside me. We have a family history of breast CA. I have an aunt and a grandmother who both have DCIS. According to my research, having a family history ups ones chances of having cancer by 40%. This made me even more determined to have the biopsy done. The physical scars don't really matter to me. A week before the procedure I was lined up for a breast mammogram to get a clearer picture of the growths. Let me just say that it was very uncomfortable! (at least I don't have to do that again till I reach 35)
Last friday morning right before the procedure, the doctors had a mini conference and decided to remove 2 more growths on the same breast (w/c are both more than 2cm). They discussed it with me and I agreed to it after they answered my 1 million questions. The surgery went very well. I was really happy to have Alfred and my dad at my side during that day. My doctors, Dr. Liquete, Dr, Banaag, Dr. Uy, and the nurses at the NKTI took really good care of me. They had to make me sleep during the procedure (what a trip!). That was my first time to be operated on and confined in a hospital! But I felt very relaxed before the procedure, achy-loopy-drowsy-but hungry afterwards. For those who were able to visit me while I was confined- grazie mille! Thank you for all the comfort food. I still have some left in my loot bag. My brothers made me laugh hard during their visit (Ahehehe. Somebody's picture in Gin's phone).
Now I'm healing quite well. Although I haven't been allowed by Alfred to drive or carry heavy stuff just yet. We got the biopsy results yesterday! All 3 growths are BENIGN no malignancy detected. What I have is fibroadenoma. We felt a heavy and dark cloud was just lifted from above us. Somebody up there is definitely watching over me! Now I have to be diligent in monitoring. Every 3-4 mos breast ultrasound is recommended. Thank you so much for all your prayers! You guys really made me feel LOVED.
I went back to work last week. Although I still feel some throbbing pain once in a while (like when I get tired, or when my students get a bit testy and I have to make my voice loud and firm). I received beautiful handmade cards from the grade 1A class, flowers and lots of hugs and well wishes from my colleagues and students.
Monday, October 1, 2007
Holy Swap! Gimme Your Stuff!
I found Gimme Your Stuff while blog hopping this evening. You see, I don't get to spend a lot of time in front of the computer but I've been under "house arrest" since Saturday. I had to undergo a minor surgery last Friday, September 28 (more on this later).
I got super excited when I started exploring their site. What fun! The idea of exchanging stuff with people from other countries! Such glee! So I said to myself "How does this work?" Ok, so I buckled down, created my blog... Here goes!
I'm a visual artist/art educator based in Manila. I married my super best friend, Alfred. He's a professional photographer. We live in our cozy apartment with our dogs- Max "The Chow" and Vinci "The Beagle". I love art,design,fashion, travelling, books, cooking, crafts, and shopping! I guess I'm a girly girl with a dash of Martha Stewart, a pinch of Nicole Kidman, plus a hint of Frida Kahlo. Complicated? A bit, yes but still fun.
So Gimme Your Stuff! Swap with me. I would love love love to receive clothing, fabric, buttons, accessories, vintage postcards, stamps, naive and found objects, artist trading cards (ATCs), food stuff, maps from your country, photos, trinkets that I can use for my artworks.
Just let me know what you might be interested in. I live in beautiful and sunny Philippines which is composed of more than 7,000 islands. Our culture is very rich and diverse. We're also a very artistic and fun loving bunch. As long as it's not illegal, I'll try to get the stuff ready for swapping. Leave a comment or send me an e-mail? I'll be waiting!
I can't tell you how excited I am to start this great adventure.
Trade Policy: Please be honest and be fair - I will recommend you if you make the trade smooth sailing and relatively headache free. But if not... I will warn other traders not to swap with you. So please, just be fair. Have fun swapping!
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