To READ or to WRITE or NONE at all???

Each and everyone of us is gifted with different talents and abilities. Some likes to write while others like to read. For obvious reasons, these are considered as the basic foundation in every child's milestone. There are those which we can consider to be fast learner and the counterpart of the latter. We learn to walk first before we can run. Same thing with reading and writing, we learned to read first before we can truly write.

I can not remember as to when was time the last time that I was able to come up with a good composition. During my Elementary years, I can easily create a composition in no time at all. I write whatever pop into my mind and can finish up to more than two hundred fifty words as expected. The lexical resource I have way back then is quite varied. Given a scenario to write about, my ideas are spontaneous and I can compose without any hesitancy. I will be able to finish earlier than the allotted time as expected.

Going to the Secondary years, still the same old me. Pressured to excel in everything I do. Even though my parents are not pressuring me, I am the one pressuring myself. As I grow older everyday, I have learned that my greatest competitor is myself. Sad but true, it is the very truth about me, myself and I. But I have reached a certain point during these days when I have grown tired of what I am doing to myself.

So when I am already in my College years, i stopped competing with myself. I just go with the flow and enjoy whatever I am doing. I became lax and free-spirited. Finished the course that I deem was right enough for me and for the fulfillment of my dreams. I thought I am happy with what I am doing. Only to find out, I became worse than I think I am.

The issue here is not about how I practically grew up to be me. Somehow I have realized that learning does not stop when you want to stop. At some point, we still need to enhance the abilities we have left hidden in our closet. Who we are now, may or may not be what we always want to be. But whatever we have become, is the result of how we struggle to reach whatever we have become.

My title does not literally depicts the message that I want to convey. This is just basically a test for myself. Reading nor writing is really not my cup of tea. But here I am, trying badly to mesmerize myself as to where I can do better. This one's for me.

Didipo

ten years ago, this beautiful ANGEL was born... so small, so delicate to touch... being the first born grandchild in the family, all of their attention was drawn to her...

now this is her... soon to be a grown up lady... sigh... how time flies so fast... my one & only reason for living is slowly turning into a woman... my only regret... not being with her during the transition of her life...

i remembered it clearly, after getting back into my senses after sedation from giving birth, she's the first thing that crossed my mind... i wanted to see her immediately... i will never forget the feeling when i first held her into my arms...

way back then, i planned to be a full pledge mom... but as she grew older, my plans deviated from what i want it to be... i have to give her the brighter future she deserves...

i can't finish this post for her... there's a lot worth telling... but i am way too outdated from the happenings at her life... we're so far from each other... she seems to be distant to me now a days... but still, i'm hoping... no matter where i will be... she will love me as for me...

the Champ

"i conquered it all"... is this the right words to describe her?...

the first born of seven siblings... a beauty queen during her younger years... a licensed teacher(from Philippine Normal University) with a master's degree... diligent, hard working, a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a friend to all...

as i have remembered, she is one busy working mother... devoted to her work & yet never fail to have quality time with her family... i admire the way she was able to manage her career & family life at the same time... getting up early to prepare breakfast, working from 7am-5pm, going home & still able to prepare dinner for the family(lunch time is not included because all of us are out of the house during weekdays)... one tough mom... honestly speaking, i can not be like her... i can not survive with her routine... too stressful... but this is my mom... TOUGH!!!

she stood the test of time... survived all the obstacles that came her way... i miss her... it's almost ten years ago since i had the chance to hug her... thanks to the modern technology, at least i can see her even if she's a thousand miles away...

but what can i share about her?... there's a lot to tell... hmn... besides from being a great mother, she is also one cool grandma... on the day that i was about to give birth to my daughter, she has this mixed feelings of excitement & anxiety(as if she will be the one who will give birth)... added to her daily routine was waking sophia early in the morning, playing with her, talking to her... sophia was just a year & a half old when she left... but as i have said earlier, thanks to the modern technology...

as i was watching her while making this blog... i can not help but notice that as if she never aged a bit... no fine lines... still looks like the same mom that left 10 years ago... still chubby, cute & cuddly...

like for the post i made for dad, this one is still incomplete... i have a lot more to tell... but i don't want to make her cry while reading this entry...

this is just my simple way of expressing how thankful i am for having her as my mom... we've been through a lot... & there's still more to come... but come what may, no matter how hard the storm, we will always be here for each other...

I LOVE YOU MOM... YOU are the BEST MOM in the world...

Daddy

born on the 4th of the Heart's day... the eldest of the eight... but the first to marry among them all... the first born son... an AERONAUTICAL ENGINEER(big time!)...
umn... what can i write about him... since he is the first born son(after a daughter of four), he was well-taken care of by his parents... i will not delve into his childhood history...

i would like to focus on the present issues about him... he is, & will always be, the GREATEST FATHER of all time... i am proud to be his daughter... a good provider... a family man... religious... hard working... but straight-forward...

this composition is not yet done... for i can not think of the right words to say about him... i know i can compose better than this about him... but for the time being, let it be like this...

as early as now, all i can say is, THANK YOU very much for all the love & support you have shown & given to us(me & sophia)... we LOVE you...

Buena de Familia

meet the family... a portrait of the past... a picture of a happy family... the photo was taken at the old ancestral house (which year i don't know...)...
no need for further introduction for LOLO DADO & INAY... a recent post has been made specially for them....

so, to begin with, i will start with the one sitting beside Inay... my godfather, ENGR. RICARDO RAMOS RIVERA... a graduate & board passer of electronics & communications engineer. the youngest of them all.. a good father & a loving husband... worked (& still working up to now) at Riyadh, KSA...

besides Lolo Dado, is MRS. RUTH RIVERA BERNARDO... a graduate of BS in Nutrition... but is presently a very calm & loving house keeper... she has devoted all of her time tending to her family... she is the youngest girl in the family... very understanding & just laughs at problems...
now i will go, from left to right... MR. JOSELITO RAMOS RIVERA... an architect as what they have told... but was not able to venture into his chosen career... the joker of them all... he likes to "call-names" to people... maybe from him we inherited this trait of calling each other from different bandwagons...

MRS. TERESITA RIVERA AQUINO... a graduate of BS Banking & Finance... a business-minded person... but not much of the employee type... she helped managed the family's "palay-buying" station way back then... a brutally frank person... yet, loving & has a soft heart... did i mention she married at the age of 47?(which unfortunately, i was already in first year BS Microbiology)...

MRS. NENITA RIVERA PARANDOOSH... the original Registered Nurse in the family... the eldest of them all... strict... that's what she is... for, she studied in an all girl's school(manned by nuns, whew!).. also worked overseas, but i guess she did not enjoy the field she took... so she retired early & tended to her flower garden at the ancestral home...

back-to-back with MRS. EVANGELINE RIVERA PINEDA.... a registered Medtech... & about to retire from Jeddah, KSA... she's been there as my age now(no need to mention)... with two beautiful daughters(any violent reaction?)... i admire how she can always keep her temper... i never really saw her got angry to anyone(we'll see when see retires)... oh! i almost forgot, she is my favorite godmother(how many godmother's do i have? 2?).... but i salute her... just like Inay, she made it on her own...

next will be the great MISS LUCILA RAMOS RIVERA... soon to retire registered Master Teacher at their hometown... the brightest of them all(no wonder why until now she's still single)... she's also strict... a lot of times, her blood pressure shoots-up because of her stubborn students... but now, she lay-lowed... she will just have an MI if she will continue minding her stubborn students....

& lastly... my FATHER, the ever-loving, MR. REYNALDO RAMOS RIVERA... do i need to elaborate further? no i will not... because i have a special composition for him...

& so, this ends the autobiography of the eight children of the late Diosdado & Angelina Rivera....
for any errors... feel free to comment...

SePiA

on my way home i was already thinking of what to write. i don't have any good topic to discuss... but then, after reading "UNGAZ's" blog, something popped into my mind...

i would like to reminisce the mem'ries of my beloved grandparents... DIOSDADO BERNARDO RIVERA & ANGELINA DE GUZMAN RAMOS...

they are one of the founding residents of their town... was able to raise eight children with pride & honor.. all of their children are degree holder... if my mem'ry serves me right, they are both business-minded persons... they have ventured into farming, "palay buying" station, have their own mini grocery store & Inay was a former jeweller...

i really never got the chance to meet LOLO DADO, coz he passed away three years before i was born... but i heard a lot of good things about him. pardon me Lolo Dado, i can not elaborate further memories of you... but i know, you are well-loved by the people around you...

INAY... this is what i call my beloved grandmother... i was the first born grandchild so her attention was drawn to me... i was named "lola's pet" way back then... i'm not a brat... but they told, she did spoiled me... i have so many good memories of her... too many that i will take days to finish this topic... so, generally speaking, she loved me more than expected... as they always say, grandchildren are loved most by their grandparents than their own children... i proved it right... she was always there for us... not only for me... but also for all her loved ones... she is one caring, thoughtful, loving & religious person... a person with a dominant personality... was able to raise her children by her own when Lolo Dado died... not all mothers' are like her... courageous & firm... for me personally, i look up to her as an icon... i was able to experience & see for myself all the good deeds she has done for everyone... sigh! i miss her a lot...

there was something about her that i can not forget(it was at the second day of her wake)... i was really so close to her & i loved her so much. during that time, i'm in a great denial that i've lost her already... i never got the chance to sleep well during the first night of her wake... so the following day, late afternoon, i felt so sleepy... i lay down & slept in one of the bedrooms in her house... i was all alone... while sleeping, i felt somebody was touching my hair & caressing it... i was so sleepy that i did not even bother to peep to identify who was by my side... i slept soundly... when i woke up, i asked if someone entered the room while i was sleeping... to my surprise, nobody came there... then, i said to myself, maybe it was Inay... bidding me goodbye... telling me that it's okay to let go of her... that even if she's no longer around physically, she will always be beside me no matter where she will be... until now, when ever i will remember that moment, i will always cry... i will never forget all the love she has given to me...

& this post is intended for both of my grandparents... no matter where they are... i know they are both happy together now... no matter where they will be, they will always be remembered... specially me... i will never forget both of you... for with out you, i will not have a father as good as you... my father will not be married to my loving mother... and i will not be born into this world... THANK YOU... I love you both....

for starter...

out of curiosity, i have read the blogs of my cousin & my brother... well... it looks like fun... sharing your thoughts & sentiments over the web without even knowing who would be able to read it... this is what we can call, freedom of speech...
actually, i don't know if the title fits my thoughts... as said, just for curiosity's sake...
i can't hardly remember when was the last time i made a journal like this... no coherence of thoughts... my mother will kill me!!! she is my greatest English mentor... way back then, i know how to compose well... but now? um... let's just see.. so mom, please pardon me for the wrong grammars that you will notice(& also for the misspelled words)...
let me introduce myself... for my composition might sound serious... this is me... i am not the funny type... donna told me to put a little spice of fun on my composition... but we'll see if i can do that...
this may or may not be the first & last composition that i will make... it will depend on my mood... now i am running out of words... running out of thoughts...
it's my off today from two consecutive graveyard shifts... but the day will just pass by just like this... all day lying in bed... sleeping... & now, the routine has been broken... here i am trying to extract my thoughts... whew...
i may sound boring... & that's exactly what i am... i am just one couch potato... there are thoughts playing inside my head... but it's not fit for this subject...
my bad... i should've entitled this post as "anything goes"...
so next time... i'll think of a better title...
no violent reactions/comments please... just for the sake of curiosity that this post was made intentionally...