Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Something Good
SOMETHING GOOD
[Maria:]
Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somwhere in my wicked, miserable past
There must have been a moment of truth
For here you are, standing there, loving me
Whether or not you should
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
[Captain:]
For here you are, standing there, loving me
Whether or not you should
[Maria:]
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
[Maria and the Captain:]
Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
[Maria:]
So somewhere in my youth
[Captain:]
Or childhood
[Maria:]
I must have done something . . .
[Maria and the Captain:]
Something good
Saturday, January 14, 2012
HOME IS.....

Sunday, June 19, 2011
Reunited with Peach and her Mom

[Mom on the left and Peach's mom -Auntie Ludy in pink]
and here they are in their hey days....
Peach's family migrated to the California when she was only 5 years old. Our only connection was through letters and cards that were sent through every occasion. Her first vacation here was when she was 16 years old and that was the last time I saw her. We both finished school and when technology ruled the world, we got reconnected through friendster, then email and lost track of each other again. Found her in Facebook and got reconnected again...That's just how we are....friends for life even if we don't get to see each other often..Her mom was saying, I am Peachy's only friend in the Philippines..lolz.. Here she is now at 32 with her Mom...
And she got me this Guess Bag....her birthday gift to me...Nice to have been reconnected again...
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Amazing Fireworks Display
and this is their finale:
Friday, November 19, 2010
Singing in the Rain
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Summing Up My Daily Grind
Daycare Provider Poem
Author: unknown
Although you’re not their mother,
You care for them each day
You cuddle, sing, and read to them
And watch them as they play.
You see each new accomplishment
You help them grow and learn
You understand their language
And you listen with concern.
They come to you for comfort
And you kiss away their tears
They proudly show their work to you
You give the loudest cheers!
No, you are not their mother
But your role is just as strong
You nurture them and keep them safe
Though maybe not for long --
You know someday the time will come
When you will have to part
But you know each child you’ve cared for
Is forever in your heart!
When children come home at the end of the day,
The question they're asked as they scurry to play
is, "Tell me what you did today?"
And the answer they give makes you sigh with dismay.
"Nothing, I did nothing today!"
Perhaps nothing means that I played with blocks,
Or counted to ten, or sorted some rocks.
Maybe I painted a picture of red and blue
Or heard a story of a mouse that flew.
Maybe I watched the gerbils eat today,
Or went outside on the swings to play.
Maybe today was the very first time
That my scissors followed a very straight line
Maybe I lead a song from beginning to end,
Or played with a special brand new friend.
When you're in pre-school
And your heart has wings,
"Nothing" can mean so many things!!