<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112476919749209588</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:53:42.801-07:00</updated><category term='Cory Aquino'/><category term='democracy'/><category term='diary ni thet'/><title type='text'>live and love life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789896208281222680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZxPgzdiuzY/SnkTEC76zRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd2hp48oe4A/S220/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112476919749209588.post-4526014169755015184</id><published>2009-08-08T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T04:43:25.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a striking story.. gosh!ayokong maging bad kay mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nakakatuwa din naman pala na magbukas ng inbox ni mommy. may mga magagandang forwarded messages na nakakatuwa... this one caught my attention. i swear to myself that i won't be mean to mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wooden Bowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee you will remember the tale of the Wooden Bowl tomorrow, a week from now, a month from now,&lt;br /&gt;a year from now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and four-year-old  grandson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man's hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family ate together at the table. But the elderly grandfather's shaky hands and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failing sight made eating  difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon  onto the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he grasped the glass, milk spilled on the tablecloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess.&lt;br /&gt;'We must do something about father,' said the son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the only words the couple had  for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four-year-old watched it all in silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked the child sweetly, 'What are you making?' Just as sweetly, the boy responded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Oh,  I am making a little bowl for you and Mama to eat your food in when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;' The four-year-old smiled and went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words so struck the parents so that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening the husband took Grandfather's hand and gently led him back to the family table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I've learned that, no matter what happens, how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles four things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a rainy day, the elderly, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned  that making a 'living' is not the same  thing as making a 'life..' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands.You nee d to be able to throw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I  usually make the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned  that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that every day, you should reach out and touch someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People love that human touch -- holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that you should pass this on to everyone you care about .I just did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/112476919749209588-4526014169755015184?l=thetalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4526014169755015184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/striking-story-goshayokong-maging-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/4526014169755015184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/4526014169755015184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/striking-story-goshayokong-maging-bad.html' title='a striking story.. gosh!ayokong maging bad kay mom'/><author><name>thet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789896208281222680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZxPgzdiuzY/SnkTEC76zRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd2hp48oe4A/S220/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112476919749209588.post-7904723210912523048</id><published>2009-08-04T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:33:21.957-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>true treasures are not pompous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oftentimes, we seek ephemeral stuff that can satisfy our endless discontentment. We look for things that glitter [literally and metaphorically], flashy stuff. Have we forgotten that not everything that shines is gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Former president Cory Aquino is a simple person.  Her constant prayers for the Filipino people help us pull through amid the continuous crash in our economic status.  When I read her biography, I am so amazed when I learned that she did not even reside at the Malacañang palace while she was a president.  She even respected the red lights and did not use a noisy siren in her vehicle.  Jiggy Cruz, the son of Ballsy Aquino - Cruz, remembered the times when he was younger.  He did not even know that his grandma was the president of the Philippines until someone asked him "How does it feel to be the grandson of the president of the Philippines?"Just imagine her contrast to those government officials who were so proud as to proclaim that they hold a government position, no matter how low it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that a lot were expecting way too much of her when she became a president.  But then, we must be thankful that a person like her, who is not interested with politics and power, assumed the office of presidency so that the Filipinos can be strong enough to pick up the remnants of a horrid dictatorial past.  She fought for democracy, for the Filipino people, not with guns and military tanks, but her deep faith to God and her genuine kindness that can never be feigned.  No one can do better than she did.  No one! You can never find another person who can hold a government position without having any vested interest.  She was always concerned with the Filipino people until the very last breath of her life.  She continuously prayed for all of us, she prayed for our democracy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go on and on about how wonderful Tita Cory is.  The number of people who attended the transfer of her remains from La Salle Greenhills gym to Manila Cathedral and her interment is the testimony of the tremendous love and gratitude for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay ka, Tita Cory.  You are always here in our hearts.  Your body may be dead but your spirit lives forever.  Let us not waste her efforts to protect our democracy.  Let us prove that "The Filipino people is worth dying for".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal ka namin, Madam Cory!  Isa kang tunay na kayamanan ng masang Pinoy at isang napakahalagang regalo mula sa Diyos.  Salamat, salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/112476919749209588-7904723210912523048?l=thetalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7904723210912523048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-treasures-are-not-pompous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/7904723210912523048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/7904723210912523048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/08/true-treasures-are-not-pompous.html' title='true treasures are not pompous'/><author><name>thet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789896208281222680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZxPgzdiuzY/SnkTEC76zRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd2hp48oe4A/S220/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112476919749209588.post-2804302771086800884</id><published>2009-07-28T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:32:32.517-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary ni thet'/><title type='text'>bagong blog na naman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nalimutan ko na naman ang username and password ng luma kong blog! Wahahaha! Dapat ata, nililista ko ang mga username at password ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala namang nagbabasa neto eh, kaya okies lang! Wakokoko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana makapasok na talaga ako sa school! naeexcite na rin ako! iniisip ko nga kung magbabago pa isip ng admin regarding sa pagtransfer ko. Sayang din talaga yung mga minor subjects ko, lalo na ang PE. Hate na hate ko pa naman ang PE. pero mas mainam naman na yun kesa naman sa di na ako iadmit sa school. Sana di na sila magmastrikto to the point na di na ako tanggapin. hmf! first choice ko PNU, tapos NTC. :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck na lang sa akin!  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/112476919749209588-2804302771086800884?l=thetalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2804302771086800884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/bagong-blog-na-naman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/2804302771086800884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/112476919749209588/posts/default/2804302771086800884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetalicious.blogspot.com/2009/07/bagong-blog-na-naman.html' title='bagong blog na naman'/><author><name>thet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04789896208281222680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KZxPgzdiuzY/SnkTEC76zRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd2hp48oe4A/S220/DSC00012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
