Questions for Lea #atozchallenge

QQ” is for Questions, today, for the continuation of my #AtoZChallenge.

Last year, it had to do with the Top Ten Questions People Ask Me. Now, I am going to share a recent (well, last August) Q&A that did with my favorite artist Lea Salonga. I didn’t know they were going to do a live interview and just happened to see an announcement, so I was kind of late when I went to the site to listen. The good thing is, they have uploaded it to the page, yay!!!

Rappler Talk: Lea Salonga on art, technology, and leadership

Hope you learned more about Lea from that interview :)

Well, what timing that I did this when she is currently in hot water. I actually just found out because of this. Lea is generally considered the country’s pride. But because nobody’s perfect and you can’t please everybody, sometimes she does get into trouble when she opens her mouth or tweet about certain things, whether they really pertain to what netizens think they pertain to or not.

My take on this is this: At the end of the day, she is still just a person. She has rights to an opinion, to an advocacy, to a belief, to a-whatever. We pay to see her perform. We pay to see her work. But we don’t pay to run her life. We don’t pay to run anybody’s life. Why do you get to have an opinion and others can’t? I’d rather have an artist who speaks her mind than an artist who says things she knows will please people.

For the record, my family watches the said segment for the laughs. And for the record, I don’t like what the competition came up with at all. So I am being shallow myself…It is shallow, let’s admit that. But we can’t always be too serious. I’ve been there, it was depressing. It was like nothing was working the way it should have, like being trapped and unable to get out. So, you know, I am not about to be bothered at all by her tweet, if it does pertain to that certain segment. Taking offense like that, that’s what’s really shallow. I don’t want to go online and spend my time just butting heads with people about little things we should not be arguing about. There’s a difference between being in an argument and joining a healthy debate. They’re just shows. Watch what you want to, avoid those you don’t want to. Don’t make it bigger than it is, don’t take it personal.

One thing I do believe: we definitely NEED to level-up our entertainment industry.

‘Nuff said.

How They Said I Love You

It’s amazing how inspiration strikes us when we least expect it. I was checking out posts on Facebook the other night when I happened on a friend’s that was actually posted hours ago. Let’s call her “L”. She shared to us beautiful love letters exchanged between her parents at the time when they were living in a different world.

I was inspired because not only did one letter, in particular, touch me, but I am reminded of the beautiful love between another wonderful woman and her husband, who has recently passed away while she lived in that different world as well.

I am sharing these notes/letters, the first immediately below, as they have basically given us their permission to do share.

letter from behind bars

L’s parents were behind bars for a reason: they were political detainees during the Martial Law period. Anyone who has ever lived in those days know how it is to actually live in fear almost day by day. And anyone who has ever cared to listen to stories and do their own research would, at least, get an idea and know. It’s sad when young people nowadays say that those dark days were the best days in Filipinos’ lives. They have no idea…Oh, but this isn’t supposed to be a political commentary or anything.

Above is one of the letters L shared, from her mother to her Mahal (Love). I like this the best among the stuff she posted. It says,

Tho’ you’re shut out from the world behind those bars, I hope that you find joy knowing thru this card that I love you. Time, like a whirlpool, used to dig so fast into the deep waters until you came and I had to cry for every moment to tarry a little while that I may fully savor the happiness of loving you…we’ve struck the gold hidden in each other’s heart. How deeply I love you but how inadequate the words…”

Oh, to hear such words!

These next ones are from, again, the blogger whom we know as Rara a.k.a. Rarasaur. You may already have an idea of who she is. Or at least, you might have found my recent post “Why Rarasaurs Make Bad Inmates“.

Rara and husband Gray seemed to have the kind of relationship many would like to have. I guess, like every other relationship, they had their issues between them, but obviously, the love they had for each other was much, much more than enough to make up for those insignificant times. Their love was as big as the biggest star that he aspired to find and give her. He was the biggest star that kept her going during the lowest times in her life, when she was behind bars. He still is the biggest star to guide her now as he watches over her from above.

This is the caption for this flower sketch sent her by Gray: “I planted these flowers for you, Ra. On a stretch of public road. Go ahead and rest on them. They are strong enough and carrying you is like carrying light. Really loud, overly-caffeinated light.”.

Doesn’t that make you fall in love, too?

How about this note below, one of many he left her to find after he has gone? Brief but sweet, even with an F-word (he he):

When my husband and I weren’t married yet, we had this little notebook on which we wrote our love letters. He’s not much of a writer, yes, but he tried. You can very well guess who wrote the longer ones…Gray and Rara make me want to do something like that again. Maybe I will.

Alas! (does anybody still say ‘alas’???) I can only strive to be as good and eloquent a writer as the one who wrote these last stuff I am sharing. If you’re not Filipino, there’s a very big chance you do not know him.

He is the late Sen. Benigno “Ninoy” Aquino, Jr., husband to the late Pres. Corazon “Cory” Aquino who led the historic People Power Revolution, father to our current president who inherited his name. Like L’s parents, he also became a Martial Law political prisoner and it is widely believed that his assassination in 1983 had to do with his very brave and public stand against the Marcos regime. I am mentioning him here, though, for the beautiful letter and poem he wrote for his beloved Cory.

His farewell letter to her is long and I am not sure if I’d be allowed to post it in verbatim. So I give to you a link. Kindly CLICK HERE. Meanwhile, Ninoy wrote a moving poem for her as well. Years after his death, artist Jose Mari Chan made a song out of it.

This is I Have Fallen in Love (With the Same Woman Three Times)

This poem and all of the other thing shared here only tell us one thing: if you love somebody, let him/her know NOW. Do not delay for you never know when it’s time for one of you to leave. Do not hesitate. Savor your time together. Love for it is the best feeling in the world!

My Jekyll-and-Hyde-ness #atozchallenge

NOTE: This was written pre-WordPress…


The other night, Dr. Positive Jekyll made this decision:

Once again, I will delve in the art of letting go. Hard, true, but necessary.

Sometimes, letting go does not only mean setting others free. Sometimes, it means setting yourself free. For what good is holding on when you know the inevitable? That eventually, it is you who will slip and fall to your own demise? I know that if I keep holding on now, the suffering would be much greater than I make myself believe at times.

So now, I let go, while my wings are still unclipped, free to fly to somewhere unknown and unfamiliar. Why not? It’s a live-and-learn process. I live, therefore, I learn, and I welcome the wisdom it brings. Obstacles will abound, but the rewards are always greater after the rain. There is gold at the end of the rainbow, for me to take, to feel, to taste.

Even leprechauns need to let go at times.


Last night…

All I could do was doodle and write words like “What am I?”, “Sh*t happens”, “Stupid idiot”, and “Freaky”… Hello, Miss Negative Hyde.



Some days, I feel like a different person. It’s like, you’d like to keep being Miss Jekyll, but Miss Hyde just decides to show up when she feels like it, especially when she’s mad. My husband calls it “going Incredible Hulk.” He warns our naughty and rowdy kids, “You’d better do what she says or she’ll go Incredible Hulk on you again.”  No one wants to see me mad. You wouldn’t.

Anyway, this post is brought to you by the letter “P” for “Personality”.


“Why Rarasaurs Make Bad Inmates”

I am sharing something really nice to you all, courtesy of blogger Rara. I wanted to automatically reblog, but for the life of me, I could not find the button.

Rara is a really nice girl with a great sense of humor, regardless of the hardships she went through this past year. Any other girl would have given up, but it’s good to know those hardships only make her stronger. Below is a cute comic strip about her that her friend Cookie made before they parted ways. Now, you know me, I like comics, so I thought of sharing this to you. I think Cookie has quite the potential as a comic artist. Who knows, maybe Fate will give her another chance?

If you want to know the story behind this strip and why the title, I recommend heading over to the blog Rarasaur. Feel free to send love to Cookie, too! And also, I highly recommend you read as well Rara’s beautiful post, Cause of Death. Title might sound sad or even clinical to you, but it really is a heart-tugging, brief but sweetly-told love story…


“Why Rarasaurs Make Bad Inmates.” Created by Amalia “Cookie” Bryant


“Asking for Help – Please Share and Help Me Find My Sister” [Reblogged]


Korean boy Jason Chandler Cushman (The Opinionated Man) with his adoptive family

Blogger Jason Cushman is looking for his Korean sister. Please help him find her. I am not able to reblog directly, but you can read his story HERE.

Thank you very much in advance to anyone who can give him any kind of valid information.

Your Bilingual Child

Ever-noticed how bilingual your pets are, knowing both animal- and people-speak? They  have acquired this “skill” through your mostly indirect teaching. Now, imagine how much knowledge and skill can be learned if you, instead, actually start teaching your own child a second language.


Check out the source of this image I just found for more relevant advice

Many countries teach mainly one language, theirs, denying their people opportunities a second language can bring. So if you happen to be one of the few who know at least one other language, start teaching it to your kid. It would be doubly interesting and satisfying if it is a particular language your family elders spoke before it “dissipated” down the familial line. After all, “Language is the archives of history” (Ralph Waldo Emerson).

If possible, start while he is still very young – small kids are basically impressionable, therefore, better knowledge sponges. The better to teach them, my dear. Bigger kids are more challenging, with all the more interesting distractions. Besides, suddenly, parents just aren’t cool enough to hang out with!

Make learning a new language an enjoyable experience for your little one. Teach him to sing or dance to funny Irish songs, if you’re Irish, and explain the lyrics. Read him children’s literature by British or American authors if you’re not in an English-speaking country – there are many books with available translations to help you. Plan activities with him to practice the language: talk about your second country’s native food (like delicious Asian dishes), tell stories with puppets, discuss nursery rhymes, check out child-friendly animations and comics (animés and mangas in Japanese), review clips of native speakers, write together your own stories or poetry. Be creative.

Your child will learn a new skill with these activities. There are lots of opportunities for parent-child bonding! The best way to hit two birds with one stone, don’t you think?




“OH, NO, STOP RIGHT THERE!” #atozchallenge


Oh, no, stop right there!
`Cause you’re not getting anywhere
lay off me, get off my back,
take a hike and don’t come back.
Oh, no, stop right there!
Yeah, you may like me, I don’t care
please take your hands off of me,
turn around and leave me be.
Oh, no, stop right there!
No, we won’t ever be a pair
contraries to what you think,
you should really see a shrink.

No, no, no, stop right there!
Ask no questions, oh, don’t you dare
for I could really blow my top,
prepare to be karate-chopped!


Copyright © J. Gi Federizo
Written: June 29, 2002


This poem is brought to you by the letter “O”…

O (1)

And here you thought I forgot, eh? :)

Business Talk: More Than Words

There’s a little-known anecdote of someone who came to the US to work as a nurse, one I personally heard from someone who had direct knowledge of it. One day, an accident victim was brought in to the hospital. After a while, in came his very worried, hysterical relatives demanding what happened. Smiling kindly, she told them, “Don’t worry…he will not live today…”

You can just imagine how this was received. What she really meant: “He’s okay now but we cannot discharge him today.” In other words, he was not to leave. She mispronounced the word “leave” so the reactions were inevitable. It’s funny, yes, if we’re not the relatives.

This is one very good example of a big miscommunication. You think you know, but an effective communication skill is more than just using words. It’s also in how you say them. Do you study enough to widen your vocabulary especially of work-related terms?  Remember, the nurse gave the right message using the less appropriate words. Do you pronounce words properly, is your diction correct? “Leave” is not “live” and the incident, unfortunately, made it to the incident reports.

Miscommunication is really not funny especially if it involves work. Here’s an epic Public Relations failure: The Chevy Nova was brought to Latin America, where “no va” means “it does not run.” Let us not anymore wonder how it fared in the market.

Now, maybe you are a new employee with not much opportunity to work with a computer before – and surf the Internet – for some reason. No, you can’t eat that cookie, catch a computer virus, see an Internet spider, or find a Google Panda in the zoo. It never hurts to update yourself occasionally so as to keep up with your work peers.

Stay competitive. Stay out of the joke radar permanently. Be an asset. Study, research, update. Practice.




Reading for Self-Improvement

“To learn or get knowledge of from something written or printed.” ( on ‘reading’)

If we only try to be more observant, we’ll find that the most reading people have done in recent years consisted mainly of checking out friends’ social media statuses to be updated on others, and texts through short message services (SMS). Let us not fool ourselves – those hardly qualify as real reading. It’s not that you should stop. It’s about you spending some quiet time for yourself and enjoying a good read.

A good read does not necessarily mean a good book. It could be an article from a magazine or journal, whether online or offline. The main requirement is for it to be actually informative aside from enjoyable to read. According to a blog post by George Tziralis, Executive Director of Openfund, a seed capital fund, “A good read is the one that gets you to think about it, more time than it took you to read it.” That’s spot-on.

Don’t miss out on a lot of benefits that can be gathered from actual reading.

The benefits:

*builds new skills with new ideas

*improves vocabulary, grammar and phrasing

*improves memory and verbal language skills

*opens window to other cultures and people

*adds creativity

*enhances critical thinking

*great way to use interesting information

*boredom- and stress-buster during conversations

*creates experts out of those who have read about particular topics long enough to be  considered knowledgeable

See what you have been missing? Try reading again and see how it works for you. A good read may be the best read ever yet.