Huwebes, Agosto 28, 2014

On Hazards: Making People Aware



            There are three calamities that I will never forget: Ondoy, Habagat and Yolanda. When I was in high school, Ondoy hit. It was the first time I experienced colossal flooding. There was a one-week suspension due to the disaster Ondoy brought to us. When I reached college, there was a typhoon somewhere in the Philippines which caused monsoon rain in our area. It was “mala-Ondoy” and there was again a one-week suspension. And just last year, one of the worst calamities hit the southern regions of the Philippines, Yolanda. Although and fortunately I was not a victim of Yolanda, I was affected by how it really destroyed the southern parts of our country. The strong winds that Yolanda brought caused storm surge which wiped-out thousands of infrastructures and razed the lives of many people.
            It is sad and shameful to admit that all these phenomena can be partly accountable for the works of irresponsible humans: improper disposal of trash, exploitation of natural resources and the list goes on. If all these wrongful actions of humans continue, global warming would, without a doubt, exacerbate. It would not be surprising if we come to a time where there will be a hundred typhoons for each year. Compared to the previous decades, there has been an increase in the number of typhoons (and its effects worse) that hit for each year. We cannot undo the escalating effects of global warming. But what we can do, as human living in the 21st century, is to try to decrease the disaster that the calamities will bring.
            Just last week, Miriam College celebrated her environment week. As part of its celebration, talks relevant to Mother Nature were conducted. One of them was Talk on Hazards which I attended. Although we were not able to finish the whole talk [because we had an exam], I learned many things and became more enlightened about hazards.
            If it were not for the talk, I would not have known that disaster and hazards are two different things. In fact, I often confused disaster with hazards. The hazard is the uncontrollable calamity such as typhoon and earthquake. This hazard becomes a disaster IF people become greatly affected: erosion of soil, death and crumbled infrastructures.
            Now that there is an increasing number of hazards, there is also an escalating attempts to minimize the disaster that these will bring. In response to what is happening now, DOST constructed Project NOAH. Using innovation, NOAH will undertake disaster. Currently they have nine projects all for the attempts to minimize disaster. However, there seems to be one problem that Project NOAH faces that cannot be underestimated nor neglected: quick dissemination of RIGHT information. Although Project NOAH is now using the social media to disseminate information and warnings, many people STILL neglect the notification. For instance, Project NOAH twitted an announcement. On that same instant, a celebrity posted a “selfie”. Guess what people gave more attention to? The celebrity’s selfie. With all means, Project NOAH is trying to make their announcements more appealing to the public so that it would be paid attention to.
            I, being one the people in the social media, am partly guilty of this (I do not have twitter). Sometimes (or most of the times) I hit “like” or “share” for nonsense photos when there are more important things or posts that should be given attention to. I realized that I may have saved tens to hundreds of lives if I reposted weather updates or storm warnings. As a 19-year-old person, I guess it is time that I become more socially involved and aware by reading newspapers and watching news instead of devoting time to nonsense movies and books. I am a Filipino. This is my country the Philippines. I should take responsibility of caring for my fellow countrymen even by simply telling them of the warnings posted on social media.     
            The storm surge that Yolanda brought was something that the people of Visayas did not know. And because they did not know what storm surge could bring, the people underestimated it. When it struck, many of us were surprised of how it instantly destroyed and annihilated lives, shelters and livelihood. Why? Right information was not propagated. If people were educated on the storm surge’s consequences ahead of time, there might be less casualties and deaths. I hope that people, after this disaster, have learned to be more responsible by researching on what it is and by sharing knowledge with others as well. The talk on hazards gave me us an idea that it would largely help or even save people if research would be devoted to finding ways to quickly disseminate right information as well as how to make it more appealing to the public so it would be given more attention to (especially by those people who care less).
             

Huwebes, Hulyo 31, 2014

Jeje Best Friend



                Because my mom, my dad nor my siblings would be able to read this if I chose any of them as subject of this thank you message (?), I choose you TISHA BOWIWI my one and only jeje best friend! Lolz.




                You know very well that I am not a sweet or a mushy or an over-sentimental person, so this would probably my first and my last to write something like this. This would not be purely sweet though, I will try to mix it with my own persona. Take a picture of it or print it if you wish, because this would only be one big time baby girl! So, here it goes. I never really got the chance (well not really, I have all the chances) to say thank you on very “malambing” level. Though I never touch nor hug nor kiss very often as you do (sa cheek lang), I really do appreciate you in all ways. I am very grateful to God for giving me a sister! You may not know it, but I think you are my sister (not biological obviously). We are different in many ways: I am not sweet and you are mushy. I am not at all expressive of my feelings and you are vocal. I am a very messy person and you are very organized. I do not have a boyfriend and you have Quim. My memory lags most of the time and yours is very keen.  I have a very ugly hair and yours is very beautiful (check your hair). I am morena and you are pinkish-white (like a model of Pond’s). I am fast and you are slow (joke lang). And the list goes on. But no matter how long this list of differences is, we connect. And I cherish that connection. I cherish you like a cherry! 

                Thank you Bowi for never leaving my side (syempre, slow mo ka e lolz, joke). Thank you Bowi for entrusting me all your secretsssszzz (alam mo ‘yan). Thank you for always being a good listener (kahit bingi ka). Thank you Bowi for always pushing me and supporting me in all ways (as in all ways). Thank you for always speaking to me words of wisdom, love and care. Thank you for sharing with me a lot of memories (na ibabaon ko sa pagtanda ko). Thank you for being as clingy as Mochi. Thank you for being funny hahahaha, and in turn, for making fun of me as well (thank you very much). Thank you for being you! I hope we’ll remain bestfriendsszz until the end of time (like B and A, jeje). Okay, this is all getting too cheesy. Remember diamond over pebbles? You are not a diamond girl (kasi pebble ka hahahaha joke) nor a pebble. Girl, you are way too much to be compared to such earthly things. You are one priceless girl! Okay tama na masyado ka nang kinikilig. Just walk with me on my journey, and we will share more memories. K. Love lovesz. (ewww ph03ws). God bless! Cheers!      


Lunes, Nobyembre 25, 2013

FLY

     There is nothing of interest in my life... or in me... I am no celebrity... I am no hero... I am no famous person... I am just me. So, really... I do not know how to begin this little something about myself. I do not even know why I put "Fly" as a title when there is nothing really so high about my life. I would not even write an introduction of myself if it were not for a course requirement. So please, bear with me. But I promise to give a little effort in making it "colorful" or "interesting". So, here it goes...

             I may be a typical person (well, I presume you know what a typical person is) with a normal life, with a normal family, with a normal way of living, with normal friends (or just a little), but I still want to believe that I am special (not celebrity-special though) in some ways... and maybe special to selected people (and to my dogs of course). Because hey! I may be typical, but I am still a social being! And so...


There are a few words that can summarize who I am.

Christian. Daughter. Sister. Friend. Dancer. Student. Dog mother… Eater


              I was born to a family of Methodist. I was raised in a Christian way. I attended Sunday schools. I was taught to pray and read the bible. I’ve known Jesus ever since. However, I didn’t really have that deep connection with Him until 25th of January, 2007. It was a real encounter with my Savior. It was the start of a real relationship. It was my spiritual birthday.
                Now, my relationship with Him grows deeper and stronger with the guide of my family and MYF and the church.
               

          I am the unica ija in the children of three. I am a middle child. And because I am a middle child and only girl, I feel like a rebel at times in the eyes of my parents which I’m not whether it exists in my fantasy world or in reality. True or not, I am very close to each member of the family. To my mom who goes frantic whenever I am not at home by 7.30 pm. To my dad who demands detailed explanations from me whenever I am “nagpapaalam”. To my kuya who likes to keep to himself most of the times. And to Marco who keeps eating my food. They are equally close to me. We bond almost always. I can say that we’re not a typical family, because we treat each other like friends. But of course, we have to know our limits and be respectful still. 



Marco, Me, Kuya Migie






Mama Mila and Papa Arnold <3 harthart
                I’d like to believe that I am rich. Rich with friends... with real friends... but zero boyfriendsss. And I thank God for that. I have people who I can depend on in times of exams, quizzes, projects (oops). Kidding aside, I’d just like to say how blessed I am with the people around me. They love me so much and of course, I love them too. <3
            And by the way, I just had my internship last summer in Maersk Line. Really did enjoy my stay there. I earned not only skills, but also friendssss... Yey to more friends.... (the photo taken from an overhead angle).


So highschool


Another HIGHschool... 

SISTERS (Incomplete)


Maersk friendss! 

AND MY JEJE BFF! :) LOOK AT USSS! 



                I have always dreamed of becoming a professional dancer. I have been dancing for quite some time now. I guess I just discovered this passion when I was in elementary. However, I was pretty shy back then, so nothing really happened nonetheless. But now that I’ve become thick-faced, I’ve been able to join several groups. In high school, my friends and I would join competitions (just in school). But when I entered Miriam College, I joined MC pep squad which I am now no longer a member (haha), since both of my parents were against it. However, now I joined something that is in harmony with my parents’ liking which is pole dancing (not the stripper and lap dancing though). Before pole dancing, I had this notion that it is a dirty thing. Well, I was definitely wrong. So, now I am one of those who are trying to rid the society’s stigma against pole dancing (By the way, no pictures yet until I become pro. I have one but I'll keep it for now. It is a promise to myself.). Any dance, actually, could be dirty if it is the dancer’s intent.  In addition, it’s one of the hardest things I’ve done with all the aches, bruises, pains, and demands for flexibility and strong core (but it's all worth it). I am still on-training to becoming a real pole dancer. 




                



              Despite the passion for dance, I could still say that I am not letting it be a trouble in studies. I am able to manage and allocate my time for each of my activities. And with God’s grace, I am doing well in school (or was since the semester’s just started). I know I can do all things through Jesus.
                You may as well call me a mother… mother of dogs. Mochi, a Malshi and the closest to my heart and Muchoy, a Siberian Husky, All three of them are cute until Mochi starts peeing everywhere and Muchoy  goes howling and chewing whatever you are wearing. 

Here are some of their photos (and some with me and with my kuya)...



Saturday face


So malambing.... This is how she is....





                So, that's me as of now... (selfies alert! Brace yourselvesss)







     And I love food by the way.... (proven by the second to the last photo).




Sabado, Hulyo 9, 2011

Leader defined

               Heart pounding. Throat drying-up. Knees trembling... Staggering, she steps in front of the crowd, head-up. She speaks but more like stuttering... She then closes her eyes, whispering behind her mind, "Father, give me confidence to lead these people. Let them see Your glory." She opens her eyes full of hope and care...She steps back and bows down very low in front of the awe-filled random crowd, promising, "I, Mariel Felizardo, as your leader, promise to serve thee. May you see the goodness of glory of God."
                Four years have passed yet the memoirs about her live behind my mind. Everything is vivid...At the brink of her life, she sang praises to God, consuming all her last energy to praise her Maker because she knew that it was the last minute she could praise the Lord here on Earth and with her mundane body. My grandma walked on Earth as a living testimony. I could never ever describe her with words but I can only tell you how she lived. Lola Lydia was a woman filled with strength and long-suffering masked with captivating BEAUTY. I have known her to be someone who would and could NEVER complain and would keep still in spite the pain she had been agonizing over...she continued to serve the people and the Lord in church without telling anyone that the cancer cells inside her body were expending her whole body. She died of stage 3 going to stage 4 liver cancer. Without our knowledge, she cooked for, taught and serve us yet she smiled a lot. Gifted with golden voice, my mami Lydia sang hymnals all the time(I miss this so much:|).
I would hear,
"Why should I feel discouraged
Why should the shadows come
Why should my heart fell lonely
And long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
A constant friend is he
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know he watches over me
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know he watches me
I sing because I'm happy
I sing because I'm free
His eye is on the sparrow
And I know he watches me," every morning in the kitchen and I would always tell myself, "Umagang umaga palang kumakanta na." I guess that's why she never told us about her pains, because she depended solely on God and knew that she would never be forsaken because she was being watched over. Anyway, that is how my mami Lydia lived. She IS my role model in life and with her being my role model, I would want to become a woman leader in the future of course, with the aid of my present school.
             If I were asked how I see myself as a woman leader after college, I would give two words: A servant. That is how I want to be. It may sound ironic but I guess that is the best way for me to be a true leader and this is my heart's desire. I would want to be someone who listens to the cries and needs of the people. I would want to serve them like how Jesus did ages ago. He WAS and IS a King but He humbled Himself and dressed as a servant to serve US. Like how my lola was, I want to become still and patient in spite of raging storms. Through this, people may see and follow me. Full of compassion and love, I wish to serve the Filipinos and others most especially those who are struggling with psychological problems (lol). Not only do I wish to serve and help the people, but also Mother nature. I owe her my life; so, I plan to join organizations involve in taking care of Mother Nature.  I can do all these with the help of our Redeemer. With truth, justice, peace and integrity of creation, I wish to be a SERVANT-LEADER.
             I may not become a president or a leader, technically, but I wish to at least ACT like one through serving and may inspire people with my walk on Earth. I am sure that I would not build roads and do projects and stuff for the people but I know with all my wishes and desires to become a servant-leader, I would live a little legacy for the people.