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Weekly Update : Week (4) 12-19
This week was the roughest one, full of things to do and projects to pass. I am tired and I have been lacked of sleep for 2 days, but I am still positive because all of this will end. This week was the second week where my mom was here in the Philippines, so every time I go home, there is always something good to eat.
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Purpose
My experience at Jesus is Lord Christian school was great, I really enjoyed the stay in that school, even if there was some ups and down, I know it is a common thing for a student life. I spent 3 years in that school, I enrolled in grade 9 and I can say that almost all of the student from JIL have respect for each other. I learned that character, it is one of the most fundamental thing to build. I have changed a lot because of JIL and I know there is a purpose in everything, some people came to my life to test me, some to teach me, some to use me and some to bring the best in me.
My questions to my friends:
1) If you can describe in 3 words about your experience here in JIL, what it would be?
2) The greatest lesson you have learned here at JIL?
3) The most memorable experience?
4) One thing about JIL that you will never forget
Different answers:
Aira Bagon:
1) Pleasurable, Grateful and also Thankful .
2) Don’t be afraid to take chances.
3) The time I became a shs student - the time that i step out of my comfort zone.
4) The goal of delivering character driven leaders.
Shekinah Castillo:
1) Glorious. Great. Forbidden
2) Seek God first and everything will follow.
3) When I met and build a relationship with the great and true friends of mine.
4) Molding you character through and through.
Jesus is Lord Christian School, was an experience that I will never forget, it is more than just education, there is values that I will never forget. There is a Purpose in everything and JIL was on my path.
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Bitter Process
I am what I am today because of the choices I made yesterday. These are words that I always keep in my mind, it was a long journey of changes, I know, but there is no week where I don't find myself thinking about what would be my life if I never left Italy. June 16 of 2014 was the day where a new chapter of my journey has started. We landed in NAIA terminal 1, with the route of Florence to Riyadh, Riyadh to Manila. It was a long trip, almost 20 hours of wait for something that I didn't'want to happen. I was sad and so disappointed in everything, why me? I was happy to be there, to live in that land that I used to. I didn't want to go in this country, to live here, to study here, to make new friends here. I was a pessimist and an optimist at the same time while I was making my first step here in the Philippines, thinking that there is still hope that I will go back in my beloved country Italy. Then suddenly my mother told me that the day after tomorrow, it would be a special day for us, to me and to my little brother. Making me ponder so badly to what was the thing she was thinking. While we were waiting for our luggage, I had the courage to ask my mom about that special day thing and her answer... well. It shuttered all my hopes, it was like a glass full of water suddenly striked by a heavy bowling ball or a punch in the stomach, I am not making a drama, I felt everything. I was frustrated by the fact that I was already enrolled without even knowing. You know, I was so tired that day, because of the trip, for all the package we made, and for the hard school year I had been trough, without even a week of vacation I had to wake up at five am every morning for five days a week. Something kinda ridiculous, right? All these thoughts while we were in the way out from the airport, the moment was near, I can hear the loud voices of the people waiting impatiently their beloved ones. Then we stepped out, wow, the heat of Manila in my skin, the polluted air, the people and joy in their face, the city full of restaurants and fast food chain and the walls full of billboard of brands of any kind, these where all sign for me that I was so far from home. It was all new, a new environment, a new lifestyle, a new language, it was kinda weird, have you ever been trough something like that? Because I felt like a fish out of my water a strange feeling of insecurity and fear for what could happen. But all those negative thoughts now are gone, in grade 10 I felt more close with this country,maybe because I made new friends, it was not so bad at all, it was a long process before I started to adapt with this environment so different from what I learned. In that chapter of my life, I changed a lot, from the way I act, I react and the list goes on, but one thing is for sure, now I understand that everything has a purpose, why I am here right now, why are you reading these and why the choices we made are defining us. I am what I am today because of the choices I made yesterday and today I choose to be happy and posivitive in life.
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Weekly Update : Week (3) 4-11
It's getting hotter outside and the summer is already next the corner. This week, was one of the most busiest week of this year because of some duties at home and assignments from school. I am so excited because tomorrow would be the day that we will see again our beloved mom. She worked for almost 2 years in Italy, and I really missed her presence at home.
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Hidden Gem
Have I ever mentioned that I’m obsessed with burgers, fries or anything delicious for my eyes and tummy? Maybe I am sick... or just, I really know what is the feeling of eating a delicacy.
And if you are a type of person like me, I am sure that you will like to know where is the location of this hidden gem of Tanauan City.
In the heart of the biggest and most populated barangay of Tanauan City lies SIDEWALK BURGER BISTRO, a refuge for people like us that loves beef and fries and authentic Italian pasta eating experience you will have without actually travelling to Italy.
SIDEWALK BURGER BISTRO is an original brand of restaurant that is only located here in Tanauan city owned by the MANALO family, serving only high-quality food since 1960.
From the design, the details and ambiance of the resto, you can clearly say that they made a fantastic job, perfect for your Instagram feed goal.
Let's talk about food, their menu is a complete mix for every type of taste, with pasta, to garlic chicken and even fish.
I had the opportunity to eat three different type of burgers:
1) Classic Cheeseburger: 150 php, it was more than just classic, the taste of their home-made buns was a big difference.
2) Bacon Mushroom Melt Burger: 150 php, it was more delicious than I thought. I don't usually like to eat the mushroom over my patty but this was the best part of it.
3) Chicano Burger: 170 php, I don't cry over my food but this was my weakness, the resemblance of the taste of a good kebab was so close.
I love it all, it seems a little bit expensive for a burger but I promise to you that you will not regret this new experience. SO WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?
Address: Unit 10 VCLREY Bldg, Pres. JP Laurel Hiway
Tanauan, Batangas, Philippines 4232
Phone: (043) 406 7804
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Eyes-Opener
There are so many things in life that I am grateful for, experiences that I will keep I my heart for a long time. I learned so much in just only 10 days, Creotec was an amazing event and a beautiful way to start my year. It all started in January 2, fresh from the holidays, the breeze and the rainy weather were along us in the long trip to Binan, Laguna, where our work immersion was located. The infrastructure was more than what I expected, they have that type of minimalist style and the environment was greener than what I thought. When we entered the building, the stuff and the supervisors where there, waiting for us with such a professionalism and well organized, they divided us in sub group.
We spent our first four days in the lecture room, where the supervisor mam Iris was in charge to take care of us, she thought us many things about the story of the company, the way how an employee should act, Japanese culture and all the utensils we are going to use in the production area. I started to be more independent, I woke up at 4 am every morning, made my breakfast for myself and to commute under the light of the moon. This was my first experience, the taste of how it feels having a job. Day five to nine were my favorite, we were on the production area, this mean, there was no space for wasting time. We were challenged by the idea to be in the first place as a senior high student with more working Isenses made.In those days we had a different supervisor called mam Ace, she was different, quiet and severe but at the same time I think that she was the most memorable person I met in Creotec.
That journey taught me so many things, life is not easy, working eight hours a day is not easy and for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction, so I need to make my decision right, time is money, all these values, I learned from that amazing working immersion and there is no regret in that; just a little bitterness beause it lasted only ten days.
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Weekly Update : Week (2) 26-3
This week, was the exam week. I never thought that it would be so easy without even studing so much. March 1, me and my two brother tried to eat in this place called Anchor’s point and I paid all the expenses as a early gift for my big brother, and it was worth it.
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Weekly Update : Week (1) 19- 25
It was a very rough week, full of reports and quiz.
Between politics and non creative writing, I learned a new thing.
This week is where I started playing a game called Rules of Survival, realizing that this game have the same principle of school life or basically life in general, where you will only survive if you make smart decision. Another thing about this week is my new hairstyle that I kinda like.
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Forbearance
Anyone can be a father or a mother, but it takes someone special to be a dad or mom and that’s why I call you dad and mom, because you are so special to me. You taught me the game and you taught me how to play it right. Role models have an incredible effect on the lives of young people like me. My parents inspired me to write this. Since the first breath, I know who are the people I can always rely on.
I still remember those days when we used to be always or almost together in the long vacation of summer. My dad wakes up every morning with a positive vibe, even if he doesn’t talk too much you can see a peaceful smile on his face while holding in the right and calloused hand the boiling black strong coffee. Mom with the feet on the ground, she wakes up energetic and full mof life always ready to climb the highest mountain or to sail in the further ocean, she always have a plan on what to do throughout the day. She makes the best toast with the match of nutella or any fruit jam it was a prince’s meal. The noisy radio and the pleasant aroma were my daily alarm, I was five years old that time like a lion’s cub I was not aware of the vast world around me. Everyday at exactly nine a.m. after I ate my deliciousmbreakfast and watched my daily dose of hilarious cartoons, Mamma and Papà were sitting in front of me forcing me to learn how to read and write even if it was hard for them because the italian language is more omplicated.
They are always here. they always make an effort to be as much possible good parents, teaching their son some basic things that he will need to know in life. They are very responsible and understanding, they taught us so many things in life like to be well-discipline, God-loving and caring for the people we love. They are very supportive especially in the things I love to do, they are always there on my side, giving me advice and support I know they are not perfect but the love I felt and I am feeling right now it’s something indescribable. Those are things I wanna hear and read from my childrens, I wanna be as good or even better than my parents, that’s why I pick them as my role model.
- Jerome
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Hope (Script)
Scene 1
Set in early 2000's, New York city, Dan's house. KYRA is laying down the comfy couch while DAN & DAVE are sitting on the tumbledown carpet, Sulley is reading a book called " A Storm of Swords" and all together are watching a movie from the huge crt tv.
Enter: DAVE, KYRA, SULLEY and DAVE
DAVE: (with a big smile and enthusiasm)
… I have an idea.
SULLEY: What?
KYRA: (a little bit annoyed)
… sshhhhh! I am trying to understand the movie.
DAVE: But it's boring! Guys, please, let's go outside.
DAN: (To DAVE)
… true let's go out, I want to eat something.
SULLEY: (Closing his book)
… So? Let's go?
Exit: DAVE, SULLEY & DAN
KYRA: (With the high tone)
… But it's too cold outside, like only 5 degrees.
KYRA: (Looks the closing door)
Exit: KYRA
Scene 2
After one week, in a quiet, small, white room, Sulley is writing something.
SULLEY: Why me?
… Dear diary, my name is Sulley, a 17 years old born black American, raised in Chicago Illinois but suddenly me and my caring mother moved here in New York since the death of my father, my hero, my bestfriend. Now I am a senior high student at Harry S. Truman High school, a public institution in the Bronx where I've met many people and some of them now I consider my friends. Kyra is one of the best examples, she is a sweet girl from India and like my mother she likes to cook, she's outstanding academically and so good with music. Dan, my homie, for me he is like a brother that I never had, we both have a similar story, struggles, tears & growing up with a single parent and as an only child. We both share the love for arcade games like Pac-Man and Donkey Kong. Last but not the least, Dave in contrary, he is the athletic one, he is a basketball player in our school, the joker of the class, the most charismatic and even the most good looking among our group.
SULLEY: (a deep breathe then suddenly closing his book)
*knock knock*
Enter: OLD WOMAN
OLD WOMAN: It's better if you take some rest SULLEY.
Exit: OLD WOMAN
Scene 3
The next day, KYRA, DAN & DAVE are visiting SULLEY, in the room there is a smell of antiseptic, the scent of get well flowers and the sound of people talking in low voices.
SULLEY: (Monologue)
… What am I supposed to do?
What happened?
All I can remember is that it was cold, long ride in central park and then black. I was knocked down by a yellow cab and then brought by the ambulance to the nearest hospital. The stillness of the people, deep silence, the sweat blood and my mother was howling and yelling my name, I was wide awake but not aware of the drastic moment I was going through.
DAN giving a hand shake to SULLEY
DAN: Hey bro, how are you?
KYRA: (sits at the end of the bed) Hope you are all fine SULLEY (with a big smile)
DAVE: (giving the box of donuts and a cup of yogurt) We thought that you will love to eat your favorite snacks
SULLEY: (deep breathe) I am still alive guys, thank you for coming, you have no idea how much happy I am, I don't have no one to talk to.
DAN: (looking into the eyes of SULLEY) That's why friends are for.
DAVE: True.
DAN: (to SULLEY, sarcastically) remember when we were young, and we were talking about dreams, do you still think you will be an astronaut someday?
SULLEY: (with self-assured answer) Easy, of course, I will build a rocket and then put it in my wheelchair if I need to.
Everyone: (laughing)
DAVE: (with the high tone) Guys, there is a snow woman from India.
KYRA: Haha, it is not funny anymore
SULLEY, DAN & DAVE: were giggling for the over and over used joke.
Exit: DAN, DAVE & KYRA
SULLEY: (Monologue, writing in the diary)
… Dear diary I am desperate man, I have been in comatose for one week and today is the 2nd daylight I have been awake, not bad right? Today it was also a beautiful day, it was a sunny outside and because of that I couldn't see myself wasting my time living in this room.
Scene 4
The next day, SULLEY is finally out, fresh air in the colorful streets of New York city with his mom on the way at home.
Enter: MOM and SULLEY
MOM: (with a new smile while pushing the wheelchair) How do you feel son?
SULLEY: (hidden melancholy) Much better mom.
MOM: Sweetypie I have to tell you something
SULLEY: (little bit worried) what is that mom?
MOM: (with no hesitation) I don't think we can afford for you to go at the prom, you know son, I worked for two weeks with a side job and sometimes even with an overtime but it is not enough for all the medical expenses. Can you understand me right, son?
SULLEY: (with the teary eyes) Of course mom, I am sorry.
MOM: You don't need to be sorry son, It is not your fault, here we go, we are finally at home.
Scene 5
Set in the living room, months passed by and SULLEY is sitting on the wheelchair near the big window writing on his diary.
SULLEY: I missed my home, but more badly I miss to be able to move my feet, after a long time I finally realize what it meant to have a spinal cord injury. A world that I never imagined I would be part of at a such a young age. I am constantly torn between wanting to recover and wanting to be self-destructive in any way possible and these thoughts are filling me with fear. I want to be happy but something inside me screams that I do not deserve it. I wish you could hear all the words I am too afraid to say. Why me? This terrible agony. This evening is the prom night and I am here at home doing nothing more than writing what I feel, while my friends are having good time without me. I don't think I will go to college anywhere soon, we are still in debt for all the expenses because of a mistake I made and I am not physically and mentally ready for that.
(Heavy breathe, lights off)
Exit: SULLEY
Scene 6
Day passed by, SULLEY is still on the wheelchair while he is drinking tea.
SULLEY: Dear diary, I am starting to be more used to it, it scks, I know. I miss my dad, I want him to be with me by my side, maybe it will be a little bit less painful.
Suddenly SULLEY saw a light coming from the window upstairs and something changed him.
SULLEY: (he started writing again) Now I know, those words that he always used to say. "Seek for the light, son." Now they have a meaning for me, that I am not alone, I need to think positive because God works through all the situations to fulfil His purpose. And you that are listening this story, always remember that God is always there no matter what the situation is, there is always HOPE.
- Jerome, Micha, Jhona
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Big Book
Listen, because I have something to teach you
Do you know what is the right thing to do
To be successful and to achieve your dreams
You have no idea how much it means to me
Sharing the thoughts I feel inside, just to be free
How good it could be, why cant other people see
Youth, they say that We are their HOPES, how come?
Between being faithless and people who drag you down
There is something important that I've found
To believe in your potential and to hold on
Dreams are as alphabets that start from A,B,C Reading the letters from A up to Z
Creating words, how you are aiming for your dreams
Easy to be spoken, not to be understood
Piece of cake to think about, hard as you become one
Let's just say no to A, Abbreviation! For there is no shortcut in Achieving
We should have B, become an inspiration To those who are SEEKING, we mean every person.
C complete every task from A and so on
The most significant tragedy in life Is not the way how people point too high and miss
But it is the people who aim too low and hit
See, believe me, the wealthiest place in the world Is not located in China nor in a gold mine
But a common place, the graveyard and you know why?
It's not the end what most people are afraid of.
But to see things and wishes they didn't pursue having the confidence to create something new
Sometimes life is about risking everything for A dream no one can see but you
Sometimes it is hard to follow your heart
Or maybe you just don't know when to start
Dreams are possible to happen if you live it
Worthy of believing your soul with fire and spirit I am not going to live the moment If there are no dreams to be achieved...
- Jerome
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HOPE
Everything is great, well, that's the opinion of people in suit and tie walking down the street. All together quiet and orderly moving toward a big company, no one is talking. The face of the crowd was bright, not showing any kind of affection among each other but seemingly enjoying what they are doing. "Hey guys stop it's boring, I don't like this movie, let's go outside." Dave said, with enthusiasm breaking the moment of silence. "But it's too cold outside, like 5 degrees" Kyra said, trying to argue but no one was there to listen. Everyone already sitting on their bike, set to go like we used to do. I remember that day like it was yesterday but before I tell how the story goes I want to introduce myself.
Dear diary, my name is Sulley, a 17 year old born black American, raised in Chicago Illinois but suddenly me and my caring mother moved here in New York since the death of my father, my hero, my bestfriend. Now I am a senior high student at Harry S. Truman High school, a public institution in the Bronx where I've met many people and some of them now I consider my friends. Kyra is one of the best examples, she is a sweet girl from India and like my mother she likes to cook, she's outstanding academically and so good with music. Dan, my homie, for me he is like a brother that I never had, we both have a similar story,struggles, tears, and growing up with a single parent and as an only child. We both share the love for arcade games like Pac-Man and Donkey Kong. Last but not the least, Dave in contrary, he is the athletic one, he is a basketball player in our school, the joker of the class, the most charismatic and even the most good looking among our group.
White, my friends beside me. People talking in low voices, the strong smell of antiseptic and the scent of get well flowers and all I can do for now is just taking a deep breathe and think about the crash . What happened? I just remember that it was cold, long ride in central park and then black. I was knocked down by a yellow cab and then brought by the ambulance to the nearest hospital.The stillnes of the people,deep silence, the sweat blood and my mother was howling and yelling my name, I was wide awake but not aware of the drastic moment I was going through.
Pale ceilings above me, violent rain and dusky clouds that I can see through the foggy window. I am drowning with negative thoughts and the result of the medical paper are not helping me out. Pray and thoughts about my mom and how is she going to live with me. This is my last year as a senior high and then a new journey as a college student. Water spilling from my eyes, I can’t accept the fact that I will never run again, learn how to drive or just a brief walk in the park, this feeling suck, living the rest of your life in a wheelchair.
Dear diary I am a desperate man, I have been in comatose for one week and today is the 2nd daylight I have been awake, not bad, right? Today it was also a beautiful day, it was sunny outside and because of that I couldn’t see myself wasting my time living in this room. My friends visited me this afternoon and they brought me my favorite snacks, donuts and yogurt. “And do you think you will be an astronaut someday, Sulley?” Dan emphasized sarcastically. “ I’ll build a rocket and then put it in my wheelchair if I need to” I told him...
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