Young People, New Media

Gone are the days when children used to watch substantial and educational TV shows such as Sine Eskwela, Hiraya Manawari, Bayani, Math-tinik, and Epol-Apple. These intellectual-appealing shows should be brought back to the mainstream to instill proper knowledge to the youth. I feel so disheartened that today’s youth are either “half-baked” or worse, knows almost nothing when it comes to our very own history, diversed indigenous culture, current socio-political events, and all other subjects that are being taught at school. The youth nowadays is technology-oriented, which creates the notion that everything can be had at the click of a mouse or the push of a button. Values developed by hard work have waned.

Gone are the days when children go home sweaty because of playing outdoor games such as patintero, tumbang preso, piko, tagu-taguan, and chinese garter. Nowadays, youngsters are so much inclined with interactive games and all other digital stuff.  Today’s youth tend to value material things more. They are quick to demand freedom and their human rights, while the older generation centered more on moral values, good manners and respect for others.  Yesterday, a man’s dignity was worth more than wealth in his life. Today’s young generation is living in a vicious cycle of pleasure, living life at the expense of dignity.

Gone are the days when children fear their parents after hearing their names being called for the third time. I’ve had my share of getting lashes on my legs from being whipped with a broom of committing such offense. Nowadays, sasagot pa ng pabalang sa mga magulang kapag nautusan. Nowadays, a lot of youngsters are affected by peer pressure, the misguidance of parents, and family crises, leading to their inappropriate behavior. The youth of older generations were diligent and family-oriented; now, a lot of the old values have been destroyed.

What the hell happened to the digital-aged youth or so-called millenials? Is this the kind and the quality of youth that we can call and be proud of as “pag-asa ng bayan?” As you see it, how are the values of today’s youth different from those of the older generation? 

I can see and feel that the values that should be instilled at an early stage in these precious minds are slowly deteriorating and nearing its death. As parents, what must we do to relive, rekindle, and revive those days? What should the MEDIA do to properly play their part? Their values are slowly sinking in the mud. However a lot of these can be prevented if, and only if,  we are aware of what’s happening in our society. We have to keep in mind that values never change but people do.  To practice rather than preach also minimizes the risk of teenage rebellion. Fundamentally, (as parents), it is our duty and responsibility (as parents) to instill in children a respect for authority and a sense of obligation to comply with social rules–by which children learn character and morality.

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Bam! Back To Reality…

Exactly 7 years ago today, I wrote this post from my very first blog at www.my-midnightsky.livejournal.com/6907.html . How coincidental and quite surprising.

Isang panaginip…na may halong excitement at konting panghihinayang. Naghalo ang saya’t lungkot sa muli kong pagbalik sa realidad ng mundong ibabaw. Tama. Panaginip nga lang. Panaginip na nag- ugnay sakin sa mga taong mahal ko at sumakabilang- buhay na. Panaginip na nagbigay ng pag- asa’t tuwa nang muli ko silang nakita. Lola Luz, Tito Tony, para sainyo ‘to…at sa mga taong nakakabasa nito, cheers tayo! Eto kwento ko…

Lumipas ang halos limang oras na ako’y nakahimlay at himbing na himbing sa pagtulog. At sa bawat hininga, unti unti akong itinaghoy ng aking panaginip sa kung san ako’y nagkaron ng malay at namulat sa katotohanan. Kung san naramadaman ko ang isang buhay na nais kong balik-balikan — buhay na salungat sa kung anong meron ako sa pangkasalukuyan. Naalala ko pa sa panaginip ko kung gano ka- tahimik sa lugar na ‘yon. Taliwas sa kung asan ako ngayon, ‘di ko maasam asam ang katahimikan sa aking puso’t isipan sa tuwing tatahol at kakahol ang mga asong para bang nauulol. Nakakairita. Nakakabingi..at higit sa lahat, nakakapang init ng ulo. Sa panaginip ko, matiwasay ang gabi. Tipong kahit may problema ka, wala kang ipangangamba. Taliwas sa kung anong klaseng buhay meron ako dito sa siyudad, hindi ko maranasan ang gabing makakatulog ako ng mahimbing dahil sa mga gabing tinutukoy ko eh nagpupuyat ako’t kinakarir ang buhay call center agent… Tipong inaasam- asam ko ang tulog na kasing himbing ng isang sanggol habang hinihele ng kan’yang ina pero wala akong magawa. Wala akong choice.

Oo nga pala, mabalik tayo sa panaginip ko… Naalala ko Lola Luz ko na nasa kwarto, nakaupo sa kan’yang kama at nanunuod ng tv. Nakapatay ang ilaw at tanging liwanag lang na naggagaling sa tv ang nasisilayan ko habang kalahating bukas ang pinto sa kwarto ng lola ko.

Sa sala kung san nandun kami ng Tito Tony ko…

“Tara, alis na tayo.” Excited na inaya ko tito ko sa muling paglipad namin papuntang kalawakan. Sa mga oras na yun, kahit na wala sa eksena ng panaginip ko ang pag lipad namin, alam ng subconscious mind ko na nagawa na naming libutin ang kalawakan ng nakaraang gabi at sa mismong eksena eh pangalawang araw na naming gagawin ulit ‘yon. Nagsilbing parang hobby o past time namin ng tito ko ang pag lipad at pag tuklas sa buong kalawakan gabi- gabi. Sa mga oras na ‘yon, ramdam na ramdam ko ang saya na parang isang batang nasasabik na bumili at makatikim ng ice cream. Pares ng isang bata, sabik akong matuklasan kung anong pakiramdam ng tinutuklas at nililibot ang kalawakang punung- puno ng mga tala… na kung ‘san maari akong mapag isa’t nag-iisip sa buwan. Malayang malaya, masayang masaya… Pero ayokong mangyari yon. Magiging selfish lang ako sa mga taong nagmamahal sakin at sa mga espesyal na taong minamahal ko. Ayokong malungkot sila sa pagka wala ko sa mga piling nila, habang ako masayang masaya at ini- enjoy ang pag lipad- lipad sa kawalan.

Habang hinihintay ako ng tito ko at nakaupo sa isang upuan ng dining table set namin na kung san laging nakaupo ang aking ina, sabay natanong ko siya. “San si ma?”  Sa mga oras na nananaginip ako, sa katotohanan, wala sa bahay si mama. Bago pa kami makatulog ng anak ko, nakaalis na siya.

“Di ko lam kung asan mama mo. Isa siyang detective. Delikado ang trabaho niya. Nasa Ma——— ata siya ngayon  ( di ko na matandaan yung lugar na nasambit ng tiyuhin ko kung nasan naroon ang aking ina. Di ko maintindihan kung anong pangalan ng out-of -this-world na lugar na yun. Basta ang naaalala ko eh nagsisimula sa titik ‘M’ yon. ). 

Habang sinasabi niya sakin yun, ako naman ay atat na atat nang umalis kami at lumipad. ( Galing noh, para kaming mga super heroes na taga- bantay ng kalawakan o sabihin na nating, Pulis Pangkalawakan. haha. )

Habang nakahanda na kami para umalis…

“Ay, tito sandali lang. Magja- jacket lang ako kasi baka malamig sa taas. Magdadala na rin ako ng isang metallic pen ( kitang kita sulat nito lalo na pag sa papel na itim, kaya ko naisipan ‘yon ). Dadalhin ko yung silver. Ay hindi, yung red na lang pala.”

Sa mga panahong ‘yon, may dahilan kung bakit kinailangan kong magdala ng bolpen ‘non. Naisip kong isulat sa itim na langit na may mga tala ang salitang “Mommy” nang kung sa gayon eh malaman niya kung nasan ako… at malaman niyang hinahanap ko siya dahil di siya nakapag paalam bago umalis. Kung naaalala niyo yung patalastas ng Globe Telecoms, na kung san nandun si Santino, tipong nagco-connect the dots ng mga tala sa langit… hanggang sa nabuo ang isang drawing ng tatay niya. Ganon sana yung binabalak kong gawin habang nasa kalawakan kami ng tito ko.

Dali- dali akong naglakad papuntang sala ‘non at hinablot ang isang brown na corduroyjacket. Pagkasuot, nagpaalam na ‘ko sa lola ko kung san kami pupunta ng tito ko… Sabay nahiga na ang lola ko bago kami makaalis.

Nang naibulsa ko na ang sa jacket ko ang bolpen na dadalhin ko, naglakad na kami ng tito ko papuntang pintuan sa may hagdan malapit sa dining area. Doon, kung ‘san inaaya niya na kong sumama sakanya… Doon, kung san inaaya niya na kong lumipad papuntang kalawakan… Doon, kung san may NAPAKALAKING posibilidad na hindi na maaaring hindi ‘ko makabalik sa dito sa mundo.

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Lola Luz… Tito Tony… Masayang- masaya ‘ko na naalala niyo ‘ko. Sa mga panahong hapit na hapit ang mga sitwasiyon na sana’y nakapiling ko kayo, hindi ako nakaabot. Alam ko namang naiintindihan niyo ‘ko. Buti pa kayo, marunong umintindi at hindi biased. Masaya ko sa ipinahiwatig ‘nyo kung nasan kayo sa mga panahong ito. Naway magkita- kita ulit tayo, kahit sa isang panaginip lang ulit. Kung san alam kong alam niyo na taliwas sa mga iniisip ng ibang tao ang totoong ugali ko. Kung san kayong sumakabilang- buhay na ang tanging nakakaintindi’t nakakakilala sa kabutihan ko. Kung san masasabi ko lahat ng saloobin ko ng walang halong paghuhusga.

Tito, sana next time, sa muli nating pagkikita, sa dining table lang tayo mag usap, ha? Kung kelangan mo na ulit lumipad sa kalawakan, iwan mo na lang ako… Isa pa, bata pa ‘ko at marami pa kong dapat ayusin dito..

Sa muli nating pagkikita…

Paalam.

Thankful on Independence Day

First of all, Happy Independence Day. Aside from the historical definition of it, it also means three things to me: (1) Freedom from corporate work because it is a weekend. Even just for a day; (2) Freedom from hamper of dirty clothes. Today is the perfect day to do the laundry; (3) And finally, the freedom to get away from it all. I’m staying in my bedroom the whole day. Game Of Thrones marathon it is.

So guys, how did you waste your life today? Holiday on a Sunday, eh?

Cydnei’s Cafe: A Hub of Coffee and Good Food Hidden in the Suburbs of QC

Situated in a quiet neighborhood in Project 4, Quezon City is a coffee shop called Cydnei’s Cafe. It’s quite difficult to look for because there are no other establishments around the store, but once you see it, you’ll know that it’s The One.

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Once you step inside Cydnei’s Cafe, you will find coffee, food, music and of course, books. The interiors are simply a reflection of the owner’s personal aesthetic. Overall, the atmosphere has a great homey touch. The bright lighting looks adorable. With plenty of seating, Cydnei’s Cafe is a good place to study and chat with friends. One immediately feels this vibe when entering the shop. And oh, Wi-Fi is accessible for free!

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A Taste of Bordeaux in the Philippines

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For the first time ever, the Bordeaux Rendezvous, an annual series of wine tastings featuring Bordeaux wines, was held in Manila, the last stop of its Asia tour.

French wine merchants under Bordeaux Rendezvous, keen on raising the French region’s profile in Asia, embarked on the tour in the region to mark its fifth year.

The wines from eighteen classified growths from the Bordeaux region, the largest wine-producing region in France, come care of French wine merchant Barriere Freres in partnership with local wine importers.

In the Philippines, we have fine wine importer AWC Philippines to thank for the Rendezvous.

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A Page of Good Thoughts

 

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  1. After years of waiting, I finally got the necklace last Saturday that mom told me about.
  2. Pre-valentine’s movie-ice cream-pizza-junk food-kinda date.
  3. Letting myself load up on junk food and sweets last Sunday afternoon after doing the chores and while my dearest wasn’t around. My future six pack abs will have to wait a little longer.
  4. Not caring about  my diet or getting fat no matter how often I eat chocos and ice cream. Well, not worried at all. 😉
  5. Quick summer getaways with my favorite group of friends. Refreshing.
  6. A little rain during the night.
  7. Misunderstandings with friends which resulted in new beginnings and stronger relationships.
  8. A new game app to play with.
  9. Learning to appreciate and love my job despite the heavy workload. I guess it’s the people and free food (sometimes). Hah.
  10. My sweet Seth who greeted me during Valentine’s day and told me how much he misses me.
  11. Munching on 2 buns of pan de ube for a midnight snack.
  12. A glass of ice cold water and ice cream.
  13. Movie marathons before hittin’ the sack.
  14. Sleeping for more than 7 hours before the clock ticks 5:30am on a Monday. Ahhh, sleep’s indeed a luxury for me.

 

Pasion Por El Jamon

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Spain is one of the countries in the world notable for its culinary arts and cuisine. However, there is one iconic and traditional product that has stood the test of time as a gastronomic favourite: Jamon, pig’s hind leg cured with salt and time.

 Anyone who’s tasted jamon knows that the Spanish jamon, silky in texture and deeply savoury, is better than ham made anywhere else. Take note: they are not smoked or cooked in any way. The salt essentially plays an important role in the curing process from salting or “salado” to drying and maturation or “secado”. And when ready, the jamon is served thinly sliced, either on its own or with some good bread. Txanton, the first jamoneria in the Philippines, carries three kinds of jamon: Jamon Serrano, Jamon Iberico, and Jamon Iberico de Bellota.

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