Wednesday, May 13, 2009


Thanks to Willy Bautista for sharing this with us.

This has got to be one of the cleverest
E-mails I've received in awhile.
Someone out there is deadly at Scrabble.
(Wait till you see the last one)!

Filipinos will especially like two of the entries here.

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Yep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaay
too much time on their hands! (Probably a son-in-law)

Bet your friends haven't seen this one!!!

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Stand By Me

Contributed by Bert

A Must See!

This is very well done!

Below is a link to one of the best pieces of sound engineering work. It's a composite audio/video of song whereby additional tracks were laid in by different singers and musicians from different places around the world. The finished product is tremendous! The song itself is that classic standard "Stand By Me" originally released in 1955 by The Staple Singers and released again in 1961 by the Drifters.. So turn up the speaker volume and Click Here.

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Monday, May 11, 2009

Happy Birthday Linda

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Call to All DPS Class 67 members and other Parochialites

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More on Nanay Dionesia

For the Nanay Dionesia watchers/lovers but missed reading this article in yesterday's Inquirer, here is a reprint:

Nanay Dionesia embodies masses woes, triumphs
By Constantino Tejero
Philippine Daily Inquirer
First Posted 01:27:00 05/10/2009

MANILA, Philippines—Dionesia Dapigran Pacquiao, affectionately called “Nanay Dionesia” by Filipinos as if she were the mother of the nation, has a strong tolerance for pain. But there is one pain she herself admits she could hardly endure.

World boxing champ Manny Pacquiao’s 60-year-old mother was said to have fainted away ahead of his nemesis Ricky Hatton by the second round last week in Las Vegas. And this without even having seen him fight live in the ring or on TV, as she was, like before, in the company of her prayer brigade saying the Holy Rosary.

It could be a joke, but it reveals a lot. A salient point shows how farcical a character she has become to many, but at the core of the joke is a more human one: How a mother could suffer for her child. In every fight, she is actually suffering with her son, blow by blow, as she feels his pain almost physically—so she has refused to see him trade punches live ever since.

In fact, she did not like him to become a boxer, as it would break her heart “just thinking how he could get hurt in the ring.” She wanted him to become a priest.

(In this, she could be a reflection of that mother of all mothers, Mary, birthing the Divine and contemplating the Crucifixion.)

Braver than champ

Yet she could be braver than the champ himself. Like Manny, she suffers from tonsillitis, but every time there is an inflammation she would just thrust her fingers into her mouth to squeeze the pus off her tonsils.

When her newly rich family in General Santos City, South Cotabato, was threatened with kidnapping-for-ransom by the Abu Sayyaf, she declared she was unafraid of the bandits and was prepared to fight them tooth-and-nail to protect her brood.

Aling Dionesia is an abandoned wife of two husbands. She raised her six children by her lonesome, selling kakanin in the neighborhood for subsistence, waking them up at dawn to pray together.

“I tried hard to be a good role model for my children,” she once said in an interview. “I worked hard and took care of them, to show that I do love them very much.”

Her son’s popularity and newfound wealth (estimated by the billions of pesos) are reflected in her public persona, as her antics grace the TV screen every time he has a fight.

Most people know her from those rambunctious interviews, chiefly about what she would ask as balato from her son: New house, shopping binge, luxury vehicles, plus driver and security escort; even the construction of a peripheral fence of her house, including its repainting from a drab white to a lively pink.

Essential person

Blinded by her refracting precious stones, people forget that this once-simple and hardy woman from Barangay Tango, Glan, Sarangani, is an embodiment of the travails and triumphs of the Filipino masses, like her son.

From Nanay Dionesia, many now fondly call her Mommy Dionesia (as if such moniker changes the essential person within). To top it all, she is threatening to become a gay icon—a test of her versatility as public figure, if she is to join the league of Judy Garland, Barbra Streisand and Madonna.

In the party to celebrate her son’s conquest of Hatton, Aling Dionesia appeared in what was touted as the Audrey Hepburn makeover: Simple makeup, simple hairdo, simple black dress.
She looked dignified enough, but her quest for fashion respectability was easily betrayed by the glistering stones on her fingers and the diamond-encrusted watch on her wrist, as she waved her hand à la beauty queen, saying, “I am now a celebrity, not only in the Philippines but all over the world.”

Of course, she was only trying to amuse her audience. She is known to make fun even of herself, with flamboyant gestures and wild declarations, overdressing and ballroom-dancing with aplomb.

But such antics can be misleading, glossing over harder facts. That she suffers in the prayer room as much as her son does in the ring. That she is a mother, in fact.

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Sunday, May 10, 2009


thanks to for this picture
(sorry I can't find a close up picture of nanay dionesia, I found one taken in THE HOTEL in the USA, for a live interview by GMA 7 - kumpleto sa make-up si nanay, but the picture is protected and could not be downloaded)

Wala si Manny, Kung wala si Mommy (Dionesia)!

Monday, after Manny's victory over Ricky Hatton, I received a text message congratulating Pakyaw, ang pambansang kamao, the nation's pride, but with the advise to forward the message immediately to 50 persons in my address book, or else ...... magiging.....  it was meant as a joke at the expense of nanay dionesia! I did not pass it on.

She's becoming a celebrity in her own right, being sought by press people.  Ako din, when Team Paquiao arrived at the NAIA, hinahananap ko si Nanay Dionesia.  We've seen her in all the previous fights of Manny, praying hard before the Santo Nino on her bended knees.  

Lately, we've been seeing other pictures of nanay..... didn't you enjoy watching her on TV doing the ballroom dancing during Manny's birthday celebration in GenSan?  talbog ang cha-cha ni GMA; or going to the wet market with bodyguards; and being interviewed asking Manny for a car?

After experiencing grinding poverty, she deserves the comforts of her new status as mother of the world's pound for pound boxing champion, one of the world's most influential persons, greatest Filipino athlete, and now a billionaire (who spent blood, sweat, and tears for every centavo that he earned, unlike the politicos swarming around him).

Just keep your feet on the ground Nanay Dionesia and ingat sa mga amigas and DIs.

Happy mother's Day. 

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Contributed by Men

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out
to dinner and a movie.

She said, "I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would
love to spend some time with you."

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has
been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three
children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.
"What's wrong, are you well," she asked? My mother is the type of woman
who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of
bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you," I
responded "just the two of us." She thought about it for a moment, and
then said, "I would like that very much."

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit
nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to
be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She
had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to
celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. "I told my
friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed,"
she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and
cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large
print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother
sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she
said "Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I
responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation nothing
extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We
talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house
later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me
invite you." I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice,
much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened
so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Some time
later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from
the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said: "I paid
this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but
nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your
wife. You will never know what that night meant for me.. I love you, son."

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: "I love
you." and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in
life is more important than our family. Give them the time they deserve,
because these things cannot be put off until 'some other time.'

Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've
had a baby.... that somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother,
"normal" is history.

Somebody said you can't love the second child as much as you love the
first.......that somebody doesn't have two or more children.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and
delivery.... that somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the
first day of kindergarten. ...or on a plane headed for military "boot

Somebody said a Mother can stop worrying after her child gets married..
..well that somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or
daughter-in- law to a Mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a Mother's job is done when her last child leaves
home....that somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your Mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell
her... that somebody isn't a Mother.

Pass this along to all the "Mothers" in your life and to everyone who
ever had a mother. This isn't just about being a Mother; it's about
appreciating the people in your lives while you have matter
who that person is.

"Lucky are those who still have their mothers… show them you care… for moms are not only the light instead, fortress of every home”

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Contributed by Bing Hisano

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live. 

They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. 

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, 'How was the trip?' 

'It was great, Dad.' 

'Did you see how poor people live?' the father asked. 

'Oh yeah,' said the son. 

'So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?' asked the father 

The son answered: 

'I saw that we have one dog and they had four. 

We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. 

We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon. 

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. 

We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. 

We buy our food, but they grow theirs. 

We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.' 

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, 'Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.' 

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? 

Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have. 

Appreciate every single thing you have,
 especially your friends! 

Pass this on to family, friends and acquaintances and help them refresh their
perspective and appreciation. 

'Life is too short and friends are too few.'

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