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Friday, March 29, 2013

Buenos Aires Mountain Resort in Bago City

Aside from the lusciously green trees, varieties of flowers and plants, and the eternally flowing spring water, Buenos Aires Resort of Bago City in Negros Occidental offers their olympic-sized swimming pool, three kiddie pools with one situated by the pool for the adults.

The resort can accommodate many guests at a time in the huts by the pools and many air-conditioned hillside and poolside overnight accommodation.

While one is in the resort, one can truly feel that the trees in the hillside cast cooling shade while the flowers and various plants add colors to the surroundings. What is more to expect is that some huts are located by the cascading creek waters and the sound is refreshing and so timely if one is there for the Holy Week as it gives one a reason to commune with nature and the Creator, just like we did.

One of the things I enjoyed most was drinking in the cold spring water coming from the hose leading to the pool. Yes, all faucet water is drinkable and is all spring water.

Bago City Tourism Office can be contacted here: (63) (034) 4610540.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Haroun and the sea of stories -- Salman Rushdie

These days, I read non fiction articles and books for the plain reason that I should get insight from the true stories and given my limited reading time, i should devote it to some quality non fiction books. But my attention was caught by a novel written by Salman Rushdie. As the title suggests, Haroun has a sea of stories.

Aside from the fantasy creatures and comical lines in the novel, i found some serious insights -- that we need love, that we cannot deny such fact, that love inspires stories, that we need stories to enrich our soul, that we need story telling however tall and wide are the tales.... We need stories to survive as human beings.

Since it is election time, I should mention the portion where voters wanted tall tales from a storytellers eventhough they know that they are not true but it makes them happy unlike the words from politicians which are unbelievable....Here I quote some lines....

"It was well known that if you could get Rashid's magic tongue on your side then your troubles were over. Nobody ever believed anyhting a politico said, even though they pretended as hard as they could that they were telling the truth."

Here are some underlined lines in my book...

On need to be loved and denying that we have a need results in many cover up actions...
"O, Need's a funny fish: it makes people untruthful. They all suffer from it, but they will not always admit."

On naming a thing but I think this applies to writing a story too...
"To give a thing a name, a label, a handle; to rescue it from anonymity, to pluck it out of the Place of Namelessness, in short to identify it -- well, that's a way of bringing the said thing into being."

"You know how people are, new things, always new. The old tales, nobody cares."

Friday, March 22, 2013

Flowers in a vase, made from recycled pet bottle and straw

I could not help but include in my blog the output of one of my clients in jail. He was able to churn out believable flowers from a pet bottle and straws. This is one of the skills training they get while they are in jail and they sell thier outputs for a minimal cost.

During christmas season, they also make lanterns and sell the same. If you are interested to buy or find out some of their outputs, pls leave a comment and your email address. I will keep in touch..

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

A prayer for woman of the world

Lord, I have no power but I have compassion;
I can understand
I can feel
I can act out of compassion.

Lord, i have no gold but I have working hands;
I can do my share
I can reach for help
I can work for my self and others.

Lord, I have no flock but I have fellow dreamers;
I can share
I can give
I can lead noble causes.

Lord, I create no machine but I mind the kids.
I can see nature
I can feel for nature
I can work for the future minding our children.

Lord, given what i am and what i can,
Let me work with the world,
And let the world work with me,
Let everyone know that my household embraces the world.

by Gerlie M. Uy
7:11am 3/13/13

Monday, March 11, 2013

Snapshots of Central Philippine University

Having the chance to revisit my alma mater Central Philippine University, Iloilo City, I decided to take some photos of her memorable structures from Rose memorial to Henry Luce Library and popular football field and the half-moon. Though this is just a few of the buildings in the campus, I could not help but share them with you. The school maintains a website, so please drop by the website http://www.cpu.edu.ph/ for more info.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Painting inside the mall

One of the ways to kill time when one is waiting for the angry sun to set is to try a hand at painting instead of the noisy arcade where now seems to imitate the casino slot machines.... Here is what we did for about 45minutes. Had i not helped the little guy, we would be ending up finifhing the same in an hour and a half for sure with monotonous color. He did the hippo and the lion. I did the zebra and the tiger. Lol

This activity was once a hit and now it's coming back...

The figurine prices range from 30 to 200 and we paid 10php for each brush.this madagascar-themed figurine costs 140php. It was fun....here is the photo of our finished product.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

My nephew's encounter with ducks

When Rizal was exiled in Dapitan, he was with his three nephews whom he taught acdemically and whom he was able to observe as to their inclination. I was reading at present the Looking Back 5 of Ambeth Ocampo and was so fun read on the thoughts of Rizal regarding education. I mentioned that because in this compilation, there is an article where one nephew asked for books and one asked for bolos which Rizal understood that one can be a doctor and the other can be a farmer.

Aside from that, I can't help but get amused that Mr. Ocampo does not know what color do the palay get when theyre ripe for the harvest. He thought it is still green. And for the benefit of those urban babies, theyre turning golden yellow.

Somewhat still having both thoughts fresh in my mind, I enjoyed how my nephew played with the ducks and ducklings today : he chased them like cats and played with them like they're dogs. In fact, he wanted to bring one duckling home inorder to play with it. Learning in farm rather that Farmville and Farm Town is a must for today's generation where malls and subdivisions mushroom and ricefields and sugarcane fields are diminished.

Farm life

Inspired by the Talisay estate of Jose Rizal in Dapitan, I decided to check on the small farm where we planted fruit trees... In his piece of land, Rizal planted some abaca and corn and he bought this piece of Land out of his lotto winnings, informs Ambeth Ocampo in his compiled columns enttiled Looking Back 5.

Given the seething heat brought by global warming, i believe we all need to plant something in a backyard or even on a pot, and planting is a worthy activity to kill time than malling and shopping and a worthy break from the tv and other gadgets... We all need not be exiled to think of this good activity.

And we were able to bring home ingredients for our laswa!

Friday, March 1, 2013

March 1 is women's month

In personal celebration of this month for the women empowerment, i am renewing my commitment to write more and i am including my advocacies here. I deleted Gerlie's Angle in my blog to avoid compartmentalizing my blogs, so i retained my food blog and this foot and fire which should accommodate my travels both literally and figuratively. In the latter travel, i shall write about my advocies...there is no more appropriate time than today to renew that commitment than today.... So Cheers....