Simple Thoughts of Mine

Archive for July, 2010

This is the modern furniture I am dreamin’ of after Typhoon Ondoy hit ourplace and damaged all my furniture.  But I can’t afford to have one. Too expensive!  And besides I can never be sure that the calamity won’t ever happen again.  So instead of purchasing that sooo beautiful sofa guess I have to buy a cheaper one, the furniture that is flood friendly would be better.  Just like the plastic cabinet I bought as a replacement from a wooden cabinet. Isn’t it awesome??? Hehehe  This picture by the way was taken in our Principal’s office in Teresa National High School.

I was submitting a report when I noticed  the bookshelf at the corner of the office. It contains pocketbooks.  I remember that reading pocket bookswas one of my hobby.  I approached the shelf and picked one.  While waiting for the Auditor I read the first chapter and I liked it.  I borrowed it and now reading it on my free time.  Reading is one of the best exercise of our brain.  It enhances our vocabulary and so with our speech if you read it out loud.  Well I think going back to this hobby is better than playing FB all my free time.  What ya think?

It is nice to know that food chains which are known in serving high fats and high cholesterol foods now offers low fat and low cholesterol meals. I am mentioning KFC in particular.  One time when me and my officemates got together, we dined at Kentuky Fried Chicken in Mall of Asia Branch.  I didn’t order this meal because at first look it doesn’t seems to be yummy thats why I didn’t order it.  But when it was served to my buddy, I regret that its not the one I chose.  I deserves healthy food, well everyone does especially when you’re on a diet.  Together with generic Phentermine, I think I will easily reach my goal… to lose extra pounds and inches.  Next time I visit KFC… affirmative I’ll have this meal.

Success stories, weight loss stories and ghost stories are the stories I am interested to read or listen.  The success stories of Charice Pempengco and Jovit Baldevino are very inspiring to all of us. Charice made it a long way.  She’s now internationally known eversince she guested in OPRAH and introduced her as the most talented person in the whole world.  From then on she became famous and to date, included in a musical tv series “Glee”.  Then this Jovit Baldevino, from being a siomai vendor to support his studies, became the first winner of Pilipinas Got Talent.  He won 2 million pesos as the grand prize.  With his powerful voice like Arnel Pineda. the lead singer of International  band “Journey”, I am sure he will go a long way too just like Charice.  To all the Filipinos who made us proud… Thank you.

Just thought of sharing this very touching story…

I arrived at the address and honked the horn.   After waiting a few minutes I walked to the door and knocked.. ‘Just a minute’, answered a frail, elderly voice.  I could hear something being dragged across the floor.

After a long pause, the door opened.  A small woman in her 90′s stood before me.  She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940′s movie.

By her side was a small nylon suitcase.  The apartment looked as if no one had
lived in it for years.  All the furniture was covered with sheets.  There were no
clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

‘Would you carry my bag out to the car?’ she said.  I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.  She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.

She kept thanking me for my kindness.  ’It’s nothing’, I told her.. ‘I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.’  ’Oh, you’re such a good boy, she said.  When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked,  ’Could you drive through downtown?’

‘It’s not the shortest way, ‘I answered quickly..  ’Oh, I don’t mind, ‘she said. ‘I’m in no hurry.  I’m on my way to a hospice.  I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.  ’I don’t have any family left,’ she continued in a soft
voice..  ’The doctor says I don’t have very long.’ I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.

‘What route would you like me to take?’ I asked.  For the next two hours, we drove through the city.  She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.

We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds.  She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she’d ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and
would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.  As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, ‘I’m tired. Let’s go now’.

We drove in silence to the address she had given me.  It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.  Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up.  They were Solicitous and intent, watching her every move.  They must have been expecting her.

I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.  ’How much do I owe you?’  She asked, reaching into her purse.  ’Nothing,  ’I said.  ’You have to make a living,’ she answered.  ’There are other passengers,’ I responded.

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.  She held onto me tightly.
‘You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,’ she said.  ’Thank you.’

I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.  It was the sound of the closing of a life..  I didn’t pick up any more passengers that shift.  I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk.  What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift?  What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don’t think that I have done anything more important in my life.  We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.  But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

People may not remember exactly what you did, or what you said ~but~ they will always remember  how you made them feel.