Category Archives: Good Stuff

Life is blessed with goodness.
There are good things, good people, good memories to celebrate!

“Because you cannot just look past on the good things that happen around you…”

Pambungad na Panalangin sa Klase

Ama naming bukal at tagapagtaguyod ng karunungan
Dakilang pinagmulan ng lahat at Siyang tamang daan
Nawa’y tanggapin ang aming pasasalamat sa iyong mga biyaya
At buong pusong paghingi ng kapatawaran sa aming mga nagawang pagkakasala sa Iyo at sa aming kapwa
Gabayan Ninyo po kami sa aming mga gawain sa araw-araw
Bigyang lakas at husay sa pagharap sa bawat pagsubok ng buhay
Habang nananatiling nagpupunyagi at nagsusumikap 
Para sa ikauunlad ng aming sarili at pamayanan
At para sa ikararangal ng aming Paaralan at ng bansang Pilipinas. Amen.


Muslims are not terrorists!

This inspiring Twitter post has gone viral when @alexmalloyy decided to share his disheartening yet positively inspiring experience with a Muslim cab driver.

Then, I remember a good friend giving an impromptu speech  at a national training in Baguio City regarding her sentiments about  the aftermath of Mamasapano carnage several months ago.

Below is a transcript of her short yet powerful speech.



Muslims are not terrorists, if they are, then they are not Muslims. I am a Muslim, alhamdulillah! But as u can see, just for this moment, I removed my hijab particularly my head cover to let u know that we are the same. Yes,we are not different. Why am I saying these, because I want you to realize how unfair, how biased most of the people are to muslim/moslems like me.

When we say Muslims,they are the ones who fearfully follow our Almighty God, Allah swt. And one of his commandments is not to kill. So, we Muslims do not kill simply because its a sin. Is it right, Christians? Nobody has the right to take one’s life- only Allah swt, our God.

So I appeal to you my fellow teachers, please help me clear the minds that have been clouded by the influence of media, by those who continue to promote war. We are definitely against war. We Muslims don’t kill, well perhaps we are just forced to defend ourselves, to fight for our rights which I am sure you would do too if u happen to be in the same situation.

BUT, and again, WE ARE NOT TERRORISTS! Terrorists have no religion. Peace be with u every one and thank you so much for listening.


PS. posted with permission.

It’s the “little bit” that counts!

I’ve found this recently in one of the blogs I’ve followed and shared this on Twitter.

It can be your smile or friendly “hi!” to a stranger, a simple “Thank You!” for a little favor you receive from someone… Little things, as they seem, but they always lift up the spirit of both the receiver and the giver.

I am thankful that the world has never run out of wonderful people who share their “little bit” of kindness!


Lincoln’s Letter to his Son’s Teacher

He will have to learn, I know,

that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that
for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,

Steer him away from envy,
if you can,
teach him the secret of
quiet laughter.

Let him learn early that
the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can,
the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.

In the school teach him
it is far honourable to fail
than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith
in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him
they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle
with gentle people,
and tough with the tough.

Try to give my son
the strength not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men…
but teach him also to filter
all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good
that comes through.

Teach him if you can,
how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn
and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears
to a howling mob
and to stand and fight
if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently,
but do not cuddle him,
because only the test
of fire makes fine steel.

Let him have the courage
to be impatient…
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always
to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order,
but see what you can do…
He is such a fine little fellow,
my son!

~ Abraham Lincoln



Persons are gifts;
At least Jesus thought so.
“Father, I want those you have given me to be where I am.”
I agree with Jesus…
And also want those whom the Father has given to me to be where I am.

Persons are gifts which the Father sends me wrapped!
Some are wrapped very beautifully:
They are very attractive when I see them.
Some come in very ordinary wrapping paper.
Once in while there is a “Special Delivery!”
Some persons are gifts which come very loosely wrapped,
Others very tightly.
But the wrapping is not the gift!
It is so easy to make this mistake…
It is amusing when babies do it.
Sometimes the gift is very easy to open up.
Sometimes I need others to help.
Is it because they are afraid?
Does it hurt?
Maybe they have been opened up before and thrown away!
Could I be that the gift is not for me?

I am a person. Therefore, I am a gift, too!
A gift to myself, first of all.
The Father gave myself to me.
Have I really looked inside the wrappings?
Afraid to?
Perhaps I’ve never accepted the gift that I am…
Could it be that there is something else inside the wrappings
than what I think there is?
Maybe I’ve never seen the wonderful gift that I am?
Could the Father’s gifts be anything but beautiful?
I love the gifts which those who love me give:
Why not this gift from the Father?

And I am a gift to other persons.
Am I willing to be given by the Father to others?
A man for others?
Do others have to be content with wrappings…
never permitted to enjoy the gift?

Ever meeting of persons is an exchange of gifts.
But a gift without a giver is not a gift;
It is a thing devoid of relationships to giver or givee.

Friendship is a relationship between persons
who see themselves as they truly are:
gifts of the Father to each other for others
through me…
When I keep my friend, possess him,
I destroy his ‘gift-ness.’
I lose it;
If I lose it for others,
I save it.

Persons are gifts,
gifts received  and gifts given…
like the Son.
Friendship is the response of persons-gifts
to the Father-Giver
Friendship is Eucharist!

(Fr. George Ninetemann, OP)


I am having a talk with 34 YEers this afternoon. It’s my first time to discuss the topic, “Personhood in the Community”. [I used to talk on the “Two Blind Men”] Hope I’ll do it just well… Hmmm. It’s difficult to inspire people specially when you fell like you’re down and troubled….

Thanks to the reflective text I found which I love sharing above…

Thanks to the wonderful people who have been GIFTS for/to me, too!