A SMART DIVA

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I've been watching this TV Series now on its 3rd season, and it is more funnier and smarter than other courtroom comedy, recommended for those people who are big (pyshically) and at heart..I lost some adjectives.. to sum it all.. THE BEST!!!

DAHIL KAY JAMES SORIANO

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Naging isang malaking kontrobersya ang Artikulo ni James Soriano sa Manila Bulletin, naging Trend cya sa Twitter dahil sa mapangahas nyang opinion at pananaw sa Lengwaheng Ingles na para sa mga Elitista at ang Lengwaheng Filipino na para ke na Manong, yaya at sa mga Tindera. At sa dami kong nabasa na mga komento na halos negatibo ang mga reaksyon, pero ako'y napatanto na dahil sa artikulong ito madami ang namulat at mismo ako;y namulat kung gaano ko kamahal ang sariling wikang Filipino at ang sarili kong dialektong BISDAK!

ito ang artikulong sinulat ni James Soriano

Language, learning, identity, privilege

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By JAME SORIANO
August 24, 2011, 4:06am

MANILA, Philippines — English is the language of learning. I’ve known this since before I could go to school. As a toddler, my first study materials were a set of flash cards that my mother used to teach me the English alphabet.

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My mother made home conducive to learning English: all my storybooks and coloring books were in English, and so were the cartoons I watched and the music I listened to. She required me to speak English at home. She even hired tutors to help me learn to read and write in English.

In school I learned to think in English. We used English to learn about numbers, equations and variables. With it we learned about observation and inference, the moon and the stars, monsoons and photosynthesis. With it we learned about shapes and colors, about meter and rhythm. I learned about God in English, and I prayed to Him in English.

Filipino, on the other hand, was always the ‘other’ subject — almost a special subject like PE or Home Economics, except that it was graded the same way as Science, Math, Religion, and English. My classmates and I used to complain about Filipino all the time. Filipino was a chore, like washing the dishes; it was not the language of learning. It was the language we used to speak to the people who washed our dishes.

We used to think learning Filipino was important because it was practical: Filipino was the language of the world outside the classroom. It was the language of the streets: it was how you spoke to the tindera when you went to the tindahan, what you used to tell your katulong that you had an utos, and how you texted manong when you needed “sundo na.”

These skills were required to survive in the outside world, because we are forced to relate with the tinderas and the manongs and the katulongs of this world. If we wanted to communicate to these people — or otherwise avoid being mugged on the jeepney — we needed to learn Filipino.

That being said though, I was proud of my proficiency with the language. Filipino was the language I used to speak with my cousins and uncles and grandparents in the province, so I never had much trouble reciting.

It was the reading and writing that was tedious and difficult. I spoke Filipino, but only when I was in a different world like the streets or the province; it did not come naturally to me. English was more natural; I read, wrote and thought in English. And so, in much of the same way that I learned German later on, I learned Filipino in terms of English. In this way I survived Filipino in high school, albeit with too many sentences that had the preposition ‘ay.’

It was really only in university that I began to grasp Filipino in terms of language and not just dialect. Filipino was not merely a peculiar variety of language, derived and continuously borrowing from the English and Spanish alphabets; it was its own system, with its own grammar, semantics, sounds, even symbols.

But more significantly, it was its own way of reading, writing, and thinking. There are ideas and concepts unique to Filipino that can never be translated into another. Try translating bayanihan, tagay, kilig or diskarte.

Only recently have I begun to grasp Filipino as the language of identity: the language of emotion, experience, and even of learning. And with this comes the realization that I do, in fact, smell worse than a malansang isda. My own language is foreign to me: I speak, think, read and write primarily in English. To borrow the terminology of Fr. Bulatao, I am a split-level Filipino.

But perhaps this is not so bad in a society of rotten beef and stinking fish. For while Filipino may be the language of identity, it is the language of the streets. It might have the capacity to be the language of learning, but it is not the language of the learned.

It is neither the language of the classroom and the laboratory, nor the language of the boardroom, the court room, or the operating room. It is not the language of privilege. I may be disconnected from my being Filipino, but with a tongue of privilege I will always have my connections.

So I have my education to thank for making English my mother language.

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CAN'T CREATE A GOOD TOPIC

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Mag-iisang buwan na wala akong maisulat na mga interesadong topic sa blog na ito, pag meron man, hindi ko rin magawa kasi maikli lang ang oras na magagamit ko kasi Ramadan ngayon at shortened din ang oras sa opisina, opo sa opisina ako nagsusulat ng ng blog ko kasi may free internet, wala kasi akong internet sa accommodation kaya bugbog sarado muna ako sa trabaho kasi naghahabol sa oras, ang trabaho na dapat matapos sa 8 hours ay kailangan matapos ko sa 6 hours, kaya napabayaan ko ang mahal kong blog na ito.

Sana makagawa na ako para naman yong “The so called followers”  kung meron man may mababasa sa buhay OFW sa blog na ito.

Sa ngayon piktyur-piktyur at bidyo-bidyo muna ako para lang hindi matawag na stagnant ang blog ko.

At sa totoo lang nauubos din ang oras ko sa kababasa sa ibang blog, gaya nila.  Ms. Chunivere, Lasheration, Mac Callister, Orally yours, Ako si Aris, Yehosue, Mel beckham, Jeffrey de roxas, Kench alegado, Nimmy & etc.

Kasalanan din nila wala akong oras sa blog ko….echoz!

Sa ngayon eto munang video ang ma feature ko:

One of my favorite bands from the 80’s

Earth-Wind and Fire…..enjoy!



Interviews with Mario Maurer

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Dial M for Maurer CONVERSATIONS With Ricky Lo The Philippine Star Updated August 14, 2011 12:00 AM 0 comment to this post

Mario as he looked when he started in showbiz. Zoom • Full name: Mario Manfred Maurer • Nickname: Mario • Birthday: Dec. 4, 1988 • Birthplace: Bangkok, Thailand • Height: 5’8” • Weight: 143 lbs. • Name of father: Roland Manfred Maurer • Name of mother: Vanranya Maurer • Sibling: Marco • Color of eyes: Brown • Color of hair: Black • School: Graduated from St. Dominic School and is now taking up Law in college • Religion: Roman Catholic • Favorite color: Black Mario now, holding a souvenir which he said he ‘stole’ from his Filipino best friend • Favorite perfume: Chanel Homme • Favorite singer: Chris Brown •  Favorite actor: Leonardo DiCaprio • Favorite movie: Forrest Gump •  Hobby: Taking care of classic cars •  Favorite food: Thai food BANGKOK, Thailand — As I’ve been saying, I had very little idea who Mario Maurer was until I was face to face with him at a restaurant at the ground floor of the Four Seasons Hotel in this city. Watch full video It was Joyce Ramirez, head of her own PR Asia, Inc., who brought me here purposely to do an exclusive one-on-one with the Thai actor who looked to me like the “late” Rustom Padilla…no, Enchong Dee…no, a young Richard Gere…no, a bit like Robin Padilla…no, somewhat like now California-based Carlo Muñoz. Actually, Mario looked like all of them. Joyce has just closed a deal with Mario as the new endorser of Penshoppe, right after Gossip Girl actor Ed Westwick who was here a few weeks ago to shoot as Penshoppe image-model (see those huge billboards all over the metropolis!). In our company were Penshoppe’s brand director Alex Mendoza and make-up artist Jake Galvez who dabbed Mario’s face slightly with powder before some souvenir shots during the contract-signing. This is how Mario’s autograph looks like, with the M shaped like a heart “We’re still very excited about our ongoing project with Ed Westwick but we also wanted to take the buzz a notch higher,” Alex told Conversations. “Ed Westwick helped us reach new markets with his international appeal. With Mario Maurer, we want to cement our hold on the young market nationwide and establish a presence in the ASEAN region.” Perfect choice. With Love of Siam, his movie debut more than four years ago, Mario easily won the hearts of fans across Asia including the Philippines where that movie won for Mario Best Actor in the 2008 Cinemanila Film Festival (headed by Tikoy Aguiluz). The gay community loves him dearly, understandably so. In Love of Siam, Mario plays a high school boy in love with his childhood buddy and schoolmate. The movie has a near-cult following, reaping good reviews the way movies of similar theme, Ang Lee’s Brokeback Mountain and Pedro Almodovar’s Bad Education, did. When Mario’s succeeding movie, A Crazy Little Thing Called Love, was aired on ABS-CBN on non-primetime Sunday morning, it got a surprisingly high rating — “It got double-digit,” said the network’s PR man Kane Choa, “and became a trending topic on Twitter.” So I got curious about meeting Mario who turned out to be wholesome, friendly, engaging, charming, somewhat reserved and so respectful that when he didn’t understand a question he would say, “One more time, please!” He said that he came to Four Seasons that early Thursday afternoon on a motorcycle, with his manager/handler, and that he woke up late because of an extended shoot the night before. After the hour-long interview, I felt as if I’d known Mario Maurer all along, for a long time, because he left such a good impression on people. You speak very good English. Did you study English in school? “Mostly, I speak with my dad.” Are you pure Thai? “Hmmmmm, I’m part-German, part-Chinese, part-Thai.” How many percent of you is German, how many percent is Chinese and how many percent is Thai? “Most of my life is Thai. I was born in Thailand and I grew up in Thailand. I haven’t been to Germany even if my dad is from there.” What kind of upbringing did you have? “I have one brother, Marco, who’s older than me. We were brought up the Thai way. I haven’t been anywhere outside of Asia.” Your movie, Love of Siam, is very popular in the Philippines. You won Best Actor for your performance in it in the 2008 Cinemanila Film Festival. You have a lot of fans in the Philippines and most of them are gay. How do you feel about it? “It’s okay for me. My first movie (Siam) is kind of have a story about gays…man loves man. For me, it’s okay because I grow up with these people. I work here in the Thai movie industry and most of the people in it are gay. I respect them; I don’t have a bad attitude towards them.” How do you connect with your fans? “If I have time I try to talk to them through my Blackberry.” Why didn’t you go to Manila to receive your award? “I really don’t know that I got some award.” Have you seen your trophy? “No, I haven’t. I want to see it.” Do you want to go to the Philippines? “Yes. I’m kind of excited to go there.” (Note: He just might later this year to have a pictorial for Penshoppe.) Star Cinema is “exploring” the possibility of getting you for a movie (and this early, being eyed as his leading lady is Erich Gonzales). “If I have an opportunity, I would love to.” Do you know anybody from the Philippines? “Only my best friend. He’s a Filipino. He stays here in Bangkok. I met some of his father’s friends. They are all Filipino.” How did you meet him? “We studied in the same school since first grade.” You are carrying something…Is that a fish-shaped keychain? “No, it’s a small wallet.” Oh, where did you buy it? “I stole it from my Filipino friend!” (Laughs) How do you feel being an endorser of Penshoppe? Joyce Ramirez of PR Asia, Inc. seals the deal for Mario to be a Penshoppe endorser. She’s shown with Mario and Penshoppe brand director Alex Mendoza during the contract-signing in Bangkok. “I’m very happy to be an ambassador for Penshoppe.” I’m sure the girls will be all over you when you go to the Philippines. “Really?” Do you have a girlfriend? “Yes, I have.” Doesn’t she get jealous when other girls are around you? “No, she is not jealous at all. She is happy with me, she’s happy for me and for my career. She understands that it’s my work. She’s happy that people love me and like my movies.” What qualities do you like in a girl? “Nice legs. I like a girl who dresses up good, kind of fashionable who changes clothes every day.” And what don’t you like in a girl? “Girls who sometimes you don’t understand.” What do you find sexy in a girl? “Yes, when a girl is wearing swimsuit.” Do you consider yourself sexy? “No.” Why not? “Because I’m a very funny-looking boy. I always cut my hair short. My brother and I like to look hip-hop so we never let our hair grow too long. We cut it all the time.” Have you always wanted to be an actor? “Aha. I did my first movie because it gave me an opportunity to have money. Not for acting but for money. Hehehehe! I was only 18 when I did Love of Siam four and a half years ago.” I read somewhere that you’re taking up Law. So you want to be a lawyer? Mario flashes an ‘OK sign’ after opening the gift (a miniature Pinoy jeepney) from Star Cinema executive Enrico Santos who followed the Penshoppe group to Bangkok ‘to explore the possibility’ of Mario doing a movie for Star Cinema.  “No. I just want to know about it but I don’t want to be a lawyer.” And how many movies have you done since then? “I’ve made more than 10 movies.” How did you get into showbiz? “I started by doing commercials. And then they called me for casting (in Siam).” What did they ask you to do during the audition? “They just asked me questions about what I did in my daily life. I told them that I skateboarded most of the time. The director said that he saw something in my eyes.” Yeah. Your eyes are very expressive. “Thank you!” How do you handle success? Are you comfortable with it? “At first, I was not comfortable because I’m just a regular boy. And then I kind of became famous and people got to know me. When I go out with my friends, I have no more personal time because people ask me to have picture with me. Now I am used to it. People are happy to see me and I’m happy that I make them happy.” How has success changed your life? “The big change is that I have so little time now. I have little time to play. If I have to hang out with my friends, I have to go home at once to study my role. Something like that.” How are you at home? Do you act like a star? “No. I never think like that. I’m still a regular boy.” How do you relax or enjoy yourself? “If I have free time, I go to the gym to exercise. I like to work with old cars.” Toy cars? “No. Real cars. Classic cars.” How many cars do you drive? “I have two vintage cars.” Describe yourself in three words. “Fun. Funny. Clumsy.”  Anything you want to say to your fans in the Philippines? “For my fans in the Philippines, I can’t wait to see you. See you soon!”

JOURNEY TO MIDDLE EAST PART3

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Ang pagpapatuloy ng biyaheng Middle East, dahil sa first time kong makasakay ng Qatar Airways, at International Flight sobrang excited kasi sarap kaya, lalo na i-imagine ko yong mga advertisement sa T.V. sa mga International Flight in a luxurious Boeng (something like that), yong nasa harap mo yong T.V. tapos ang sarap mahiga sa kina-uupuan mo..halllerrr..hindi pala ganon! pag economy class ka, isa ka pa ring dukha! anyways dahil dissapointed ako! ini-enjoy ko nalang aking sarili sa kapapanood ng movie, inperness feeling sosyal pa rin kasi tig-iisang t.v. kami, syempre pagdating sa pagkain, walang choice kasi pareho lahat ang nasa menu, pero pagdating naman sa drinks talagang umorder ako na bonggang-bongga, red wine lang naman sa isang mini bottle, sosyal na yon ha, kasi red wine in the flight di bah!..ang pinaka sosyal pa rin dito international ang mga kahalubilo at nakadaupang palad ko, mula sa stewardees na magagandang Filipina,Korean, Chinese at Arab, nag iisang napaka tisoy na middle eastern guy, solve na, yon nga lang hanggang tingin lang ako, di ko pa kasi na master yong kalandian na sana namana ko ke Ms. Chuni o kay BM kay (other bloggers), anyhow 10 hours flight, tulog, nood ng movie, pa sulyap-sulyap sa mga guapita at guapitong stewardees, tulog na naman hindi ko kasi ugali ang pagiging haliparot o may talent na Mr. Friendship, kaya wala kaming usapan ni manong sa upuan opo, matanda na ang ka seatmate ko kaya was ko keber maki pagbalitaktakan ke manong, tulog na naman uli, actually malayo kasi yong mga upuan ng lima kung kasama kaya boring talaga ang flight ko, hanggang sa papalapag na ang eroplano sa Qatar International Airport, eto na kinakabahan na naman ako kasi ano kaya meron dito sa Qatar immigration haharangin naman kaya kami? Bago pa dyan sa Immigration Churva! pagbaba namin sa eroplano inperness may shuttle bus talaga, hahatid sa amin sa arrival area, pagdating namin sa immigration area, hala! first time kong makakita sa personal ng mga babaeng nakatalukbong ng itim na kurtina! tawag pala dyan, abaya o niqab, inpernes ang gaganda nila, now it's my turn to give my passport for stamping hindi talaga ako tumingin sa kanila kasi ayon sa mga sabi-sabi bawal daw tingnan ang mga babae dito, kaya sa baba talaga ako laging nakatingin, na feeling ko nasa harap ang mga reyna, pagkabigay nya ng pasaporte sa akin dagling-dagli akong umalis mahirap na baka magkamali ako ng sasabihin,o paglalakad patay tayo jan!,

Naging smooth sailing naman ang lahat pagdating namin sa laguage area, hindi ako masyadong namangha sa arrival lounge ng Qatar airport kasi hindi malaki ang lugar, at tapos ng pagkakuha ng mga bagahe lumabas agad kami, at akoy namangha (wow epek!) na naman dahil halos puro lalaki lang ang sumusundo sa mga pasahero, inpernes ang titisoy nila, at ang babaho pa! este ma-aroma pala ang bango na sumalubong sa aming pagdating, pero di ko sila pinansin dahil sa sobrang excited andito na kami sa lupang desyerto. Gabi na kaming dumating dito hindi pa namin masyadong naaninag ang kagandahan at naramdaman ang init ng tempratura ng Qatar. At ng nagkumpol-kumpol na kaming lima nag-aantay sa susundo sa amin, makikita ko sa aming mga ngiti ang saya at takot kung anong kapalaran meron kami dito.

Dumating ang aming sundo, Si Manong Berde (mention in Part2) at agad kaming inilagak sa aming bahay tulugan ( accomodation) sa aking kwarto 6 kami katao bed spacer ang drama, kasi bawal may babae automatic puro lalaki ang kasama ko, wala munang landian kasi may JET lag pa ako..echos!

at kailangan munang matulog! at nagdadasal kung anong meron sa pagsikat ng Bukang Liwayway sa bansang pinapangarap na magbibigay daw ng kaginhawaan sa tulad naming dukha sa bayang pinanggalingan!....

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Just to share this video, i really like the melody of this song, that is why when i'm listening, it's transported me to  the dimension of happiness, the solitude of the night, where the twinkling light of the stars  make me wish that someday in this mundane world of mine, i may find my love where i belong to. When we are wishing on the "Same Star".

Movie that lingers in my heart

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Ang hobby ko talaga noon na nasa Pinas pa ako ang manood ng Pelikula Everyweek end, opo ginawa ko itong hobby kasi masaya ako sa madilim at malamig sa loob ng teatrong ito at dahil sa pelikula kaya kung maging bida at kontrabida, kaya kung tumawa at umiyak at higit sa lahat kaya kong magmahal at mang-basted at magmahal ulit, sa isang oras at kalahating naka-upo sa loob ng madilim na gusaling ito, akoy naging totoo sa aking sarili at pagkatapos manood  ng akoy lalabas na nakangiti dahil akoy naroon sa isang dimensyon  ng aking buhay na akoy naging isang malaya. I'm a movie fanatic madami na akong napanood na pelikula mostly foreign kasi hindi predicatble ang plot, and i would say im a good critic pagdating dito. at ano bang meron sa pelikulang ito na gustong-gusto kong i-blog? kasi ang pelikulang ito akoy hinding-hindi magsasawa kahit sampung ulit ko pa itong panonoorin! may dala pa ring kirot sa puso, at alam ko sasang-ayon kayo sa Pelikulang ito na pagkatapos mong panoorin maantig ka sa karakter ni Mew,

Opo! Ito ang pelikulang LOVE OF SIAM,

Bakit ba masyado akong naka relate kay MEW, yong eksena na umu-uwi siya na walang sumasalubong sa kanya after mamatay yong lola nya, at ang mas nakaka-antig sa puso yung after ng concert at nag-usap sila ni TONG at ng sinabi ni Tong na "I can't be your boyfriend but it doesn't mean I dont love you", masarap marining yong ganon pero masakit din kasi hindi mo na makasama yong mahal mo, i felt the pain covered with a smile by Mew, ika nga you have to smile to cover the pain inside..para lang matapos ang eksena kung saan makita man lang nang mahal mo na sa mga ngiti mong kay pait na kaya mong tanggapin ang mga salitang binitiwan nya;

Isa pa na eksena na iniyakan ko talaga kahit paulit - ulit kong itong panoorin, yung nasa kwarto na siya at umiiyak habang hawak-hawak nya ang Christmas gift and he said "Thank you" at may ngiti na kay sakit damhin na kahit dito nalang sa huling parte ng regalong ito, makasama man lang kita sa tahimik at maluwang sa apat na sulok ng kwartong ito..(sabay tulo ng luha ko!)   kasi ba naman sinong bang hindi maka-relate kang Mew kasi sa murang edad nya naranasan na niya ang umibig at masaktan na hinadlangan ng kasalukuyang sitwasyon dahil ba sa hindi normal ang ganitong pag-ibig?, masakit kasi bakit bawal at mali ang relasyong ito pero sa mga straight hindi, yong feeling na naranasan mo ng umibig at kay sarap pala ng pakiramdam ng umibig at ibigin ka pero kailangan mong magparaya at ihinto ang naramdamang ito dahil makasalanan at hindi tanggap ng mga "normal na tao"; uma-alingawngaw sa puso ko ang mga pait na ngiti ni Mew kasi isa ako sa mga taong nangangarap na sana may lugar para sa mga katulad kong magmahal na hindi tinatago, lasapin ang ang sarap na naranramdaman sa tuwing kasama mo ang iyong minamahal na walang iniisip na ito'y mali at hindi tanggap ng Diyos at ng lipunan..in my 30's being single, unloved & unappreciated lahat na yata ng prefix na word UN meron ako, kaya sa mga pelikula ko nalang hinahanap-hanap ang mga kwentong pag-ibig na ito, na hindi ko makita, malanghap at mayakap ang init kung anong merong sarap ba ang maramdaman ng may iniibig at ika'y iibigin rin..

JOURNEY TO MIDDLE EAST PART 2

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When all our officemates had a very successful journey to Dubai & Qatar and from their assessment that there in good hands, such good news we heard from them given us an idea to follow them, of course with their help on how to get the visa or the package offered by the agency processing the visa. We are choosing between Qatar & Dubai and according to some pinoys that Dubai now are very saturated with expats and job scarcity is on the rise; in contrast to Qatar is a booming country and infrastructures are very visible in every corner in the City of Doha, so we opted Doha as our destination, we got our contact there and he gave the costing of the package as Tourist or Business Visa and to our dismay we should shell out amounting 110 thousand pesos each person, with all the sweet assurances that we can easily find a job and the best of it he will help us in every step of the way until we all got a job. At dahil sa mga atat at ignorante kami, we grabbed it as in walang pakialam kung saan hahanapin ang 110 thousand nayan basta makalabas lang ng pinas, our contact gave us 1 month to prepare and the realization sink in when I never had a single penny saved since I worked my butt off for the entire 10 years of my life; from that realization I pity myself, paano kung mamatay ako bukas saan kukuha ng pera panglibing yong family ko, though miyembro ako ng SSS pero iba talagang yong may makuha ka agad-agad kung may emergency. Oo ate Charo, isang kahig, isang tuka poh ako, (depressing mode)… anyways back to the preparation, dahil sa wala akong saved money from any established banks and cooperative, my last option was to lend money from a credit financial institution, at dahil nagtatrabaho naman ako sa isang malaking companya dito sa Davao, at may 6 credit cards ako, madali lang na-approve yong loan ko amounting 40++ thousand, payable for 3 years at tutubo ng halos 100%, at sa totoo lang hindi ko na inisip muna ang malaking tubong yaon, basta ang mahalaga makuha ko yong pera para maipadala na agad sa Qatar, kasi sa totoo lang sa aming limang pupunta ako nalang ang ina-antay nila na ma fully paid yong tourist package para maipadala na ang visa at ticket dito sa Pinas, wawa naman me, eh! kung pwede lang ibenta ang katawan ko, sad to say wala ng tatanggap sa katawang lupang ito, as in lupa na! hehehe…(pity mode again) at dahil desperado na, inutangan ko narin yong kasamahan ko buti nalang may excess money pa sila ayun konti nalang kulang ko, may 100thousand na ako, and again my 2^nd last resort is to give a promissory note! Walang biro! talagang nag promissory note ako sa contact namin sa Qatar, sabi ko sa kanya, dyan ko nalang babayaran sa Qatar if may trabaho na ako, buti nalang pumayag si Darna (Opo tawagin natin syang Darna as in Berde ang dugo at bakit may bahid na galit ang mga labi/daliri ko sa ka ka type sa blog na ito dahil ke Darna talk to him later maybe sa part 3 na!) back to preparation mode: after a week we received our visa and Qatar airways ticket, as in sosyalan..hahaha first time lang! then we’re very excited to read our names in the visa & our bogus invitation letter para mag training daw sa Qatar. Sobrang malaking ginhawa dahil nasa kamay namin ang visa at ticket at least sure na kami sa aming binayaran na 110 thousand! From that happiness comes the scareness as in scared dahil sa usaping Philippine Immigration! Ito yong mga sabi-sabi pagdating daw sa Immigration, unang una dapat may show money ka, don’t know the exact amount basta ang dala ko lang 10thousand pesos bahala sa si Batman kung pasok na to sa qouta nila, buti nalang pala ang flight namin sa Cebu, parang hindi masyadong known ang Cebu immigration sa kurakot that’s why we chose Cebu at salamat sa Diyos sa aming lima walang nailabas na pera. Eto na, during the interview at the immigration, natatawa ako sa sarili ko, dahil ba naman sa sobrang stress at katangahan ko mali-mali ang sagot ko sa immigration officer:

Immigration Officer:      sinong sponsor mo?

Me:                            yong kaibigan ko sir, si @$#^$^$

Immigration Officer:      hindi! yong sponsor mo?

Me:                            si Mr.@#$$%%, nga sir, I’m confused na

                                  (sabi ko sarili ko)

Immigration Officer:       ok, I’ll checked your paper, E-hold muna kita

                                  dyan,.. tsk..tsk…10 minutes nakatayo sa harap

                                  ng booth ng Immigration officer..

Me:                             I’m confused na again?, ano bang mali ko? Nginig na

                                  ang labi, parang iiyak na kasi nakatayo na ako ng

                                  mga 10 minutes at may tinatawagan si kuya sa

                                  telepono!! Dasal mode na, nakulangan kang Hesus, 

                                  Nang Ama namin, dasal na nang Ave Maria! kung

                                  pwede pa ang mystery of the rosary by days gagawin

                                  ko na, sad to say hindi ko na ma-memorize, kasi isa

                                  na akong, erehes!

Immigration Officer:     Bumalik sa akin at tinanong ulit ako, "may pocket

                                 money ka ba?

Me:                            Opo sir, 10 thousand pesos, gusto nyo pong makita?

                                 (ganon talaga ako katanga, at walang –wala na sa

                                 sarili, dahil sa putsang sponsor na yan na hold at na

                                 blanko na ang isispan ko, sabi ko ulit sarili ko sino ba

                                 talaga sponsor ko?..(confused mode lang)

Immigration Officer:     Huwag mo nang ipakita ang pera, ok you’re 

                                 through.........NEEEEEEEXXXT!!

Me:                            Nakarinig ng Alleluiah,alleluiah, alleluiahhhhh!!! mga

                                 tinig ng mga Anghel! akoy Nakangiti, nanginginig,

                                 madaling umalis at tinakbo ang X-ray machine ng 1

                                 second, agad-agad ipinasok sa X-ray machine ang

                                 bagahe ko, dahil iniisip ko baka tawagin ulit ako,

                                 malusutan ko lang ang machine na ito safe na ako. At

                                 nakalusot nga!!!..it was a big relief and i believed in

                                 miracle! you can achieved (whitney moment!)

at ng ikinuwento ko sa mga kasamahan ko, sobrang tawa nila, at tinanong ko na naman sila sino ba talagang si Sponsor na yan (joke time) na, at yon tawanan ulit.. (Sponsor: the person or company who issued the visa, who give you the accommodation and permit to have a training at their company as what stated in my Invitation Letter, Yun na talaga! dahil sa katangahan ko ang binigay ko na sponsor eh! pangalan ng kaibigan ko na maghahanap ng matitirahan namin sa Qatar, It should be the name the company who issued my visa…(lesson learned: wag masyadong ma-stress pag nasa immigration na, kung hindi maiwasan ang stress at least man lang memorize mo by heart ang mga detalye ng iyong mga dokumento na e-ipresenta mo sa Immigration Officer at ang 3 W’s & H – What, Where, When & Who para hindi ka uuwi sa pinanggalingan mo na umiiyak at magbiti dahil lahat ng kalabaw at bahay nyo naibenta na dahil sa minimithing “greener pasture na yan” na hindi mabibili ng piso, kundi buhay at dugo ang kapalit para sa kaginhawaan ng buhay ng pamilya mo, at matawag ka raw na Bagong Bayani…(charmos ginamos! Tig singko ang takus!) and it was the longest day of my life sa Immigration pa lang yan paano na pagdating namin sa Qatar?

Part 3 ba ito? sensya na poh! Hehehhehe..

P.S.

I just found out na totoo pala yong escort na tinatawag, magbibigay ka ng 18-20 thousand pesos sa taga immigration officer na kontak mo, at sila na ang sasabay sayo at ituturo kung anong booth number ka pupunta, kaya kung hindi ka talaga sigurado sa mga papeles mong dala, at gusto mo ng sureness, ikaw na ang bahala kung gagawin mo ang mga palusot na ito,kung may pera kapa! pangsampal sa mga kurakot na officer na yan!!!! 

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Journey to Middle East: Part 1

Bakit nga ba ako nag abroad? Most Filipinos dreaming of going abroad and I’m one of them, but I’m not really keen to it, if may chance makapunta ok, kung walang chance ok pa rin. But you don’t know what fate may lead you. Uumpisahan ko na ang usaping ito; noon dahil sa sobrang uso yung Caregiver churva, eh try ko kaya mag-aral at least mas malaki daw ang tsansa na makapunta ng Canada at Japan kung caregiver ka, at saka yung ibang mga nurse nag-aral din ng caregiver meaning talagang sikat na course ito & that time Canada was the top choice to all caregivers if I have a chance, sobrang swerte Canada kaya yan malaki siguro ang kikitain at may snow pa; So nag-enroll agad ako ng caregiver course, sa totoo lang hindi naman masyadong komplikado ang caregiving, basta alam mo lang talaga ang prinsipyo ng pag-aalaga carry na yon. Masaya naman ako sa school madami kang ma-meet na sari-saring lifestyle at life story at ang output ng pag-aaral na ito ay mag-abroad para umasenso sa buhay, but sad to say the reality is, iilan lang ang nakapag abroad, sa school namin ang statistics 1:10 ratio meaning ang 1 na yan talagang pahirapan pa, ilang libong pera ang nagastos nyan. Para makalusot sa Canadian embassy at lalo na sa Immigration ng Pinas. Isa pa kung talagang sure na maka pag-abroad ka kailangan may kakilala ka o may kamag-anak sa bansa na pupuntahan mo na mag sponsor sayo, at sa sponsorship na ito siguradong makakalabas ka, eh paano na yong tulad naming walang mga koneksyon sa labas, dahil galing kami sa mga angkan ng mahihirap, talangang Zero Visibility ang tsansa ko pero sige pa rin malay ko may relatives pala ako dun. Hanggang natapos ko ang Caregiver course na walang klarong resulta at mahirap pa rin maabot ang pinapangarap na  mangibang bansa, at sa pagkakaalam ko sa batch namin 25 students, dalawang babae lang ang nakapunta sa abroad ang isa nasa Canada dahil may auntie nag sponsor, at ang isa nasa Israel thru manpower agency and the remaining 23 students are still stuck here sa Pinas at ang nakawiwindang na pangyayari pagkatapos ng Caregiver course ang iba nag-aaral na naman ng Nursing Aid dahil mas may edge na naman daw pag dalawa yong course ang natapos connected to such “Taking care of Elderly people” and that’s the reality! We’ve been fool by the system, and we keep taking such propaganda because we are very desperate to get out from this miserable life and the only way is to venture to the other country hoping for the greener pasture!, but I did not take Nursing aid, kalokohan na ito. Dadaanin ko nalang sa dasal baka maawa pa si bro. After a year nothing has been change from that caregiver course I took, walang abroad na nangyayari.

Hanggang Isang araw!,  sa office namin may 2 accounting staff na nag resign para mag-abroad ang destinasyon sa Dubai at Qatar, Okey naman nakalabas din sila, gamit ang  Tourist visa, and from that news we decided to follow them and yes “WE” marami kami.

My next blog, I will talk about our preparation going abroad and the stressful journey to the Philippine immigration (and the rumors of what’s really inside in the Philippine Immigration) exciting to! Watch out for Part 2..

DOHA STATE MOSQUE @ Markhiya District

                                                                              

ANOTHER WEEKEND TO PASS:

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Here in middle east, Friday is our day off, and since last Friday I still don’t have my salary, surely I can’t go to the mall to buy personal stuff, the only option I have is to watch movies in my lap top, I finish 4 movies which all are good to watch and fairly done well, those comedy movies which I thought was a no brainer, shamely to admit I was wrong it was smartly done and it is all about honesty & fidelity. The movie titled “The Dilemma and Hall pass” another movie titled: “Unknown”- this is a very smart and unpredictable plot totally keeps me wondering & guessing what’s next – highly recommended!

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Lastly my favorite anime NARUTO SHIPPUDEN, my weekend will not be complete if I miss the series, I’m on episode 214 and to those naruto fanatic will agree with me the meeting of naruto and saske is the battle we’ve been waiting for: as what Sakura always says: saske kon….

What a mundane weekend..

Hopefully I can blog an interesting topic, but sad to say my office work hinders me from doing so..

Inshalla!