tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9384242276821329802024-03-13T09:40:48.944+07:00Daily DivineHumble thoughts, here and there, to celebrate the beauty of an ordinary day.Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-8701527231774111702011-12-04T23:16:00.004+07:002015-05-06T22:29:54.931+07:00Daddy's Girl...Like Mother Like Daughter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04; font-size: x-large;">I</span></i> </b><i>read your blog in my office</i>." </blockquote>
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Those words came as a beautiful tune and set my heart to dancing. My Pa reads my blog. Hah! I can't be prouder. </blockquote>
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I skyped with him this morning and was excited to hear that he just got back from Macau and Hong Kong. It's not his first trip abroad. He's been to Malaysia, Laos, Cambodia, and Thailand. But I'm just thrilled to hear stories from his trips especially to places I've been so I asked a time to skype with him. Guess, I'm just being a Daddy's girl.</blockquote>
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As I watched my daughter the way she relates to her Dad with much endearment, I could identify with her. </blockquote>
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I wished I have photos of my moments with my Pa to show my daughter how much I'm like her. </blockquote>
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My children are blessed to be born in digital age and I enjoy the job of framing moments for them.</blockquote>
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I can no longer remember the details being alone with my Pa but I know the feeling was always of love and security when he was around.</blockquote>
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"<i>Think first before making a move</i>." That's what he would always tell me when playing chess with him. "<i>Don't ask for help unless you've used up your brains.</i>" Sounds strict but that's how he motivated me to pursue academic independence. I aimed high because I was confident that he's there to catch me if I fall. He did and never failed.</blockquote>
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So this morning, we talked about his recent trip. I mused as I listened. I knew what he's talking about. I've been to those places, and even to more countries than he's been to. At some point, we're even. I'm no longer that little girl anymore. I've grown and now have my own "daddy's girl". </blockquote>
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My Pa reads my blog, and he'll be reading this soon. He will smile and his heart will dance to the same tune I'm dancing now. </blockquote>
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Happy *Father's Day to my beloved Papa. I'm older than 40 now but a part of me is still a "papa's girl".</blockquote>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times,'Times New Roman',serif;">*In Thailand, where I reside at present, Father's Day is celebrated every 5th of December, in time of his majesty King Bhumibol's birthday.</span></i></div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-26300638389962949852011-11-14T22:19:00.006+07:002012-09-20T23:08:28.033+07:00There's Another World Out There!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I was enjoying my milk tea and roti in the living room when I saw Nashima came in from the kitchen and was ready to leave the house through the main door. "Wait!" I grabbed my camera and, with hand gestures, asked her to pose for me.<br />
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When I'm in a foreign land I tend to get too excited taking pictures of everything that appears different from my own culture. I have to remind myself to be careful not to be too aggressive with my camera. I don't want people to feel violated and harassed so I would always ask permission before I take photos of people.<br />
But I think I got too excited when I saw Nashima with that jar. She was like one of the women I saw in Bible stories! I felt being transported back in time.<br />
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But Nashima is a woman of today. She is not wearing a costume or acting a role of a woman in the Bible story. She is living out her normal life. A kind of life most women in Bangladesh lived.<br />
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Nashima is my friend's neighbor. My friend asked Nashima to come to help her prepare food for me and another friend. I watched her skillfully worked with both hands peeling onions with that <i>boti</i>, a unique<i> </i>tool she used to cut and slice vegetables. Her hands moved so fast against the blade that I had to take several shots to get a clear picture. Her foot kept the tool stood still on the floor. I was fascinated. Bengali kitchen is very different from mine.<br />
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I sat beside Nashima and as I watched her work, I was beginning to wonder.... Is she happy with her life? Her life, seem to me, is bound in the kitchen. No wonder why Bengali dishes taste very delicious. It's a lot of work to prepare each dish.<br />
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She worked quietly and at few times threw a glance toward me. I smiled each time our eyes met. She never smiled back. How I hoped she would show me a sign of happiness in her countenance. She didn't. I thought she also didn't approve of me watching her every move.<br />
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It was only after she left that I realized that she would tilt her head each time I smile at her. Oh, how I forgot I was in another culture!<br />
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Just like in India, a subtle <a href="http://www.worldhum.com/features/how-to/tilt_your_head_like_an_india_20060128/">tilt of the head </a>could mean a thousand words in Bangladesh. It's a way to connect to people. And when I started doing the same instead of the usual smile I learned in my culture, I felt more locally attuned and that made a big difference.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-30835874621652461702011-10-23T14:55:00.006+07:002019-08-19T21:21:57.010+07:00The Sun Rises in Bangladesh<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It was the biggest sun I've seen!<br />
My camera couldn't capture the sight as we were moving very fast so I used my friend's more advanced camera and though it worked well, still it's nearer and clearer to behold with my naked eye.<br />
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It looked like a red fire ball above the misty green field.<br />
The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flag_of_Bangladesh">country's banner</a> then made more sense to me.<br />
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Verses came flooding to my mind as I behold such magnificent and powerful thing that could scorch the whole earth!<br />
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<i><b>Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed,</b></i><br />
<i><b> for His compassions never fail.</b></i><br />
<i><b>They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.</b></i></div>
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<i>Lamentations 3:22 (NIV)</i><br />
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<i><b> Because of tender o f God's tender mercy, </b></i><br />
<i><b>the morning light from heaven is about to break upon us, </b></i><br />
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<i>Luke 1:78-79 (NLT)</i><br />
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As we drove fast at dawn from Dinajpur down to Khulna for 12 hours,</div>
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<b><i>For as high as the heavens are above the earth, </i></b><br />
<b><i>so great is his love for those who fear him;</i></b><br />
<b><i> as far as the east is from the west, </i></b><br />
<b><i>so far has he removed our transgressions from us. </i></b></div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-33104589800336168222011-10-18T23:48:00.007+07:002019-08-19T21:29:40.585+07:00Images of the Floods in Thailand<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Yes, it's floods in plural form. </div>
Monsoon rains and high tide caused extensive flooding in Thailand. Many provinces are already underwater and we, in Bangkok, are not yet safe. In fact, many areas in Bangkok are already flooded.<br />
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I admit, I'm hooked watching the news on TV and on the internet these days. It's more than just curiosity. I need to know what's going on in my host country, especially so around the city where I live. And it looks like one area after another is inundated and it's getting closer to ours. </div>
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There are many sad stories that are yet to be written and figures of loses to be reported. Thailand needs your prayers now.<br />
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Just in case you didn't hear the news yet, here are images I randomly picked from the internet. You will find more details if you clicked on the link under each photo.</div>
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<br />One thing you may want to note in these photos is the CALMNESS amid calamity. Life goes on and you don't see much negative emotions. That is very Thai.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-2170487181705969912011-09-26T22:28:00.006+07:002019-08-19T21:36:58.121+07:00We have one but fragile life....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The sudden death of a dear uncle is still a shock to me until now. We chatted online and 2 days after that I received the sad news. He's in his prime age where his business was booming and his first 2 sons graduated from college while the other 2 are also finishing their degrees. He's just gotten his new SUV and life seemed pretty normal until that day when he collapsed at work. Heart attack, that's what they said.<br />
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Every now and then, my husband and I would talk about our own death to kind of prepare us for what is sure to come. It's hard not to get emotional but the more we talk about it, the easier it gets. "It's part of being responsible parents" he said. "I know that God will take care of our family but we also need to make a plan for the children." So we have made some agreements on how it would be if either one of us go first. We had to talk about things like education funds for the children. With the passing away of my uncle recently, the more we talked about those things more seriously.<br />
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Aside from preparing for our own exit from this side of life, my husband and I are now more conscious about taking care of ourselves.We are not getting any younger! We are given only one life and we have to be good stewards of that precious life that is given to us. I am not afraid of death because it is my entry point to my eternal home with my Heavenly Father. But if I could add a minute to my life here on earth, I would do so and make the most it.<br />
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Have you talked with your spouse or loved ones about these things? I know that no matter how we prepare for it, still, it would come hard and difficult but God will surely take care of us when we get there.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-3058056187203563982011-09-25T21:14:00.002+07:002019-08-19T21:41:17.906+07:00I Got My Visa To Bangladesh!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We have lots of visa issues these days, so when I went to the embassy to apply for a visa to Bangladesh, I prayed really hard. More so when I went back to collect my visa. Two applicants before me were denied. I've been wanting to go to this trip so I was so relieved when I got my visa. I'm looking forward to this trip.<br />
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My dear friend was invited to be the main speaker in a Women's Conference in one province in Bangladesh. She invited me to go with her and she gave me one topic to share. I'm excited. It's my first time to be in Bangladesh. I'm eager to see this green country, make new friends, and appreciate the culture. This is another opportunity to learn and to trust God for the unknown. <br />
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I did my research as part of my preparation, and would like to share some details with you.<br />
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I'm amazed to know how large the population in Bangladesh and how small the country is. But I'm more amazed to know that despite the congestion, the country even takes in thousand of refugees, and the local people are fine with it.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-80829643030686586052011-09-03T00:43:00.004+07:002019-08-19T21:47:58.010+07:00Stop, Look, and Listen<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
With the rise of technology, life should have been simpler, but it's not. The more we have push-button gadgets to serve us well, the busier we become.<br />
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These days, I always find myself beating deadlines and running behind schedules, and at the end of the day I would crash tired on my bed.<br />
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I'm glad that last weekend, the whole family, along with our friends, decided to have a day at the park. We dropped our regular routine and went to do something new. We exercised for 2 hours, chatted and enjoyed our packed lunch. Then we had the rest of the time strolling and enjoying one another's company and the gift of nature.<br />
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So I had my time to stop for a while, look around, and listen to my heart.</div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-4663360574913815842011-08-21T16:41:00.007+07:002019-08-19T21:51:00.612+07:00This is How Father Feeds the Birds in My Garden<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-85787362387270550802011-08-19T23:24:00.005+07:002019-08-19T21:55:47.868+07:00My Parents' Garden<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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My father is a serious gardener and he collects exotic seeds from other countries and germinate them in his nursery to be planted to the city's parks and grounds. He works for the city's Natural Resource and Environment Office. As soon as the cock crows, he's already in his garden. </div>
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My father is more into fruit trees and decorative trees. He has more than 20 varieties of fruit trees in his garden. Neighbors are blessed to come and enjoy the fruits for free.</div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-68869174978758698352011-08-13T08:42:00.008+07:002019-09-15T23:41:54.042+07:00Freshness From the Local Market and From My Garden<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Saturday is market day for me and my dear husband. We take 3 of this bag to carry all fresh produce home from the local market nearest us. It's a lot cheaper to buy from the market than from the grocery shops. There are many choices, too. Aside from that, it's a good way of helping the local farmers and sellers.<br />
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One good thing about living in this big city is that we get to have access to affordable fresh produce from the nearby provinces. I've live in many cities and this city has the cheapest local market (excluding the ones in China).<br />
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I'm a gardener and in <a href="http://heartsandgardens.blogspot.com/">my garden blog</a> you will see all the plants and flowers I grow in my garden. But I also have another garden that I tend....and this is even closer to my heart than the one in my own yard.</div>
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Our special thanks to the <a href="http://santostimes.blogspot.com/">Santos Family</a> for hosting a penny auction and donated the proceeds to Happy Community Foundation. <a href="http://santostimes.blogspot.com/2011/08/summertime-fun.html">Read the full story here</a> and you will be blessed to see how children are helping children from across the continent. </div>
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Yes, we are financially poor but we are rich in many areas. Our family has a collection of quality books and we have friends who have unused books in their homes and with those we can build a community library. We received good education and we can teach poor children for free. We cannot give out money but we can serve freely. These are the things burning in my heart as I reasoned to myself why we do what we do. The old lady thought that only rich philanthropist can do what we intend to do. We are glad to have found like-minded individuals who helped us reach where we are now in our service to the community. We are also thankful to our volunteers who find joy not in monetary reward but in helping others.</div>
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My little Zoe, being an animal lover, always wanted a life in a farm and so yesterday we took our girls along with their fellow homeschoolers to a farm resort called "The Scenery" where they fed sheep and enjoyed petting them. they all had a blast around animals and I already thought at the beginning of the day we were there that it would be a fun and educational field-trip for all of us, including parents.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-19953909798858403892011-06-25T22:40:00.003+07:002019-09-15T21:00:57.385+07:00Love Never Fails<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-34110429543085524652011-05-14T14:27:00.001+07:002019-09-15T21:01:32.103+07:00The Prayer Garden<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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One of my favorite corners inside the campus, where I'm studying now, is the Prayer Garden.<br />
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It is indeed a God's gift for everyone living inside the campus. I come here in the mornings after I jog.<br />
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It's a little, quiet garden where anyone can come and find a corner to pray or just be in silence before God. <br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-20180660051512392072011-04-23T09:20:00.004+07:002019-09-15T21:12:05.930+07:00That we may have life....abundantly!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I jogged around our quiet campus this morning. It's Black Saturday. No class. No need to wake up early. Thus, the silence around the campus and the neighboring area. Some have gone to their provinces for the Holy Week celebration. I was quite shocked to notice how the week is celebrated here in the Philippines. I lived in a communist country for 5 years, then in a Muslim country for almost 3 years after that, and now in a Buddhist country for 4 years. Coming back to the Philippines made me feel like a tourist of my own country. "So, this is how religious Filipinos are!" I said to myself, outside a closed mall yesterday. I couldn't find a place to buy my needed groceries. All shops, big and small, were closed for two days! It's good. Welcome to the only Christian nation in Asia!<br />
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Two weeks ago, I interviewed some people representing different provinces regarding the Filipino beliefs and rituals surrounding the Holy Week. The interview was part of the requirements in my Cultural Worldview class. It's good to know how the Death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ is remembered with much reverence. But sad to say, many people think that "the Lord is dead" again. Thus, all the taboos during the Holy Week especially after 3pm of Friday until sunrise on Sunday. "Don't take a bath; don't cut your nails; avoid using sharp objects; avoid traveling, etc. The Lord is dead. He cannot save you from harm. If you cut yourself, the healing of the wound takes slow or not at all!"<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-54176006678220531012011-03-26T23:20:00.001+07:002019-09-15T21:07:43.415+07:00Searcher of Hearts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-76247241954421792792011-03-22T22:26:00.000+07:002019-08-19T22:38:38.991+07:00On Books, Library, and the Love for Reading<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Zoe obviously loves to read. You see her reading anywhere. And I'm thankful that all of us in the family loves to read. It thrills her to know that we bring home more books from our travels. She reads them over and over again. She's caught in another world, a world of wonders, amusements, and wisdom... It's one joy that I missed in my childhood.... and the one reason why we built our <a href="http://happycommunityfoundation.blogspot.com/p/happy-community-library.html">community library.</a><br />
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I'm also thankful that we have the opportunity to share this love of reading to other children in our community. They don't have to miss what I and many others missed.<br />
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-7717742970265833642011-03-20T23:10:00.005+07:002019-08-19T22:44:38.553+07:00Supermoon 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I was engrossed watching sad news from around the world when Naomi called me from outside. She told me that our alley was unusually dark and quiet. Houses were closed and dark. Hmmm.. I wondered why. Naomi said that she saw neighbors all dressed up and all left at once. Maybe to a party? I really don't know. After moving for about 6 months now, there are still many things happening in our neighborhood that are yet unknown to us. Just the time when you think you know everything, things like this happen.<br />
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So, this is how it looked like outside our gate. No cars parked so they must have gone somewhere far. "<i>Ngeng Teng</i>" said the little girl we saw outside when asked by Naomi where all the people went. I still need to find out what that means....<br />
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I loved the halo around the moon. It is indeed bigger than usual. My camera, as I expected, didn't do justice to it's beauty. I better be prepared next time it appears on November 14, 2016 just as I was during the <a href="http://dailydivine247.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-in-blue-moon.html">Blue Moon</a> phenomenon.<br />
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The Blue Moon was obviously brighter than the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supermoon">Supermoon</a>.</div>
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Blue moon on my hand! This was taken outside our yard on the New Year's eve of 2009. </div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-51643116128178338772011-03-18T22:47:00.003+07:002019-08-19T22:47:59.752+07:00She Calls Me "Mammo"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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She's 2 and she dearly calls me "Mammo".</div>
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Funny girl! She likes to pose for me.</div>
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Alexia Marie is my first grandniece. </div>
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She's my late sister's first grandchild. </div>
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So, I get to see her more often now.</div>
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Alexia is a chatter box. She's very fluent in our dialect and my girls are envious about it but she's beginning to lose it as she has to learn English and Filipino to communicate with her cousins.<br />
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Once, I asked her to pull out the white hairs on my head and she quickly replied, "Ayaw, kay mapangit ka!" (No, you'll become ugly!).<br />
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Here they are, mother and child during Alexia's mom's sister's wedding. Alexia was the flower angel and her mom was one of the bride's maids.</div>
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Ruthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00382772036459837470noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-938424227682132980.post-19994922552468933282011-03-15T21:37:00.002+07:002019-09-15T23:35:42.327+07:00Slowing Down in Hong Kong<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Hong Kong is one of the busiest place in Asia and it's not easy to find a quiet place there to slow down and unwind. Everybody seems running and one can easily go along the flow.<br />
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I can feel the rush whenever we visit Hong Kong. Our schedule is always filled and we find ourselves hopping from one train to another.<br />
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"<i>Take me to Victoria Harbour</i>." That's my request to my husband whenever we find time between our meetings. It's my favorite place to relax a bit and breathe salty air. <br />
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It's always a crowded place. Many people go there to do the same thing I want to do. Relax and take photos!<br />
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"<i>Why am I running?</i>" My friend, one day, stopped and asked herself this question. "<i>I'm not late, and I still have plenty of time</i>." So she started pacing her steps, walking slowly...and then started to run again.<br />
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"<i>I don't know how to slow down anymore!</i> " She said this to me with a big sigh.<br />
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People in highly wired countries like Hong Kong, where everything is so efficient and convenient, are supposed to have more free time. Supposed but not true. They pay for this convenience and it's not cheap, so they must work harder.<br />
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"<i>Time is gold.</i>" One friend said. "<i>We cannot afford to waste it</i>."<br />
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I'm back in Bangkok , another mega city that never sleeps. Now I'm thinking...what kind of life do I like, a convenient city life or a laid back and quiet life in the province?<br />
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