<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:53:40.004-08:00</updated><category term='new environment'/><category term='reminiscing the past'/><category term='quotation'/><category term='memory verse'/><category term='lake sebu'/><category term='STEP'/><category term='Jogging'/><category term='EWTN'/><category term='Mass'/><category term='safety'/><category term='emptiness'/><category term='9 mornings'/><category term='pastime'/><category term='movie reviews'/><category term='Bible'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='land formation'/><category term='New Year&apos;s wish'/><category term='workplace'/><category term='all saints day'/><category term='work'/><category term='resentment'/><category term='voting'/><category term='simbang gabi'/><category term='Foundation Anniversary of Alabel'/><category term='salvation'/><category term='My love'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='Munato Festival'/><category term='global warming'/><category term='koronadal city'/><category term='God'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='housing project'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='nine mornings'/><category term='nuggets of wisdom'/><category term='accident'/><category term='faith'/><category term='Dawn mass'/><category term='clean and honest election'/><category term='Philippine boxing hero'/><category term='Cagayan de Oro'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='problems'/><category term='house blessing'/><category term='belief'/><category term='Pacman'/><category term='Water Rafting'/><category term='good deeds'/><category term='moral lesson'/><category term='mindanao'/><category term='misa de gallo'/><category term='nissan sentra'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='first day of work'/><category term='honesty'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='leadership'/><category term='Koronadal Valley Eternal Garden'/><category term='hills'/><category term='inspiring idea'/><category term='scenic spots'/><category term='information before you travel'/><category term='optimistic'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='gangs'/><category term='new officemates'/><category term='Corazon Aquino'/><category term='election'/><category term='preparedness'/><category term='high school life'/><category term='coffee shop'/><category term='shalom'/><category term='brisk walking'/><category term='racial discrimination'/><category term='meeting'/><category term='Yuletide season'/><category term='christians'/><category term='senior citizens'/><category term='new work'/><category term='healthy lifestyle'/><category term='alive and kicking'/><category term='thought for the day'/><category term='blame'/><category term='new challenges'/><category term='sagittarian characteristics'/><category term='venue'/><category term='motoring'/><category term='health'/><category term='Thailand'/><category term='parade'/><category term='text messages'/><category term='travel tips'/><category term='moments'/><category term='Kapatagan Digos City'/><category term='sagittarius'/><category term='Camp Sabros'/><category term='home'/><category term='responsibilities'/><category term='rapids'/><category term='shelter'/><category term='Sarangani Province'/><category term='travel'/><category term='conversations'/><category term='tips'/><category term='White water rafting'/><category term='stranger'/><category term='thought to ponder'/><category term='muslim holiday'/><category term='sports'/><category term='wifi internet access'/><category term='learning experience'/><category term='Birth of Angelo'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='presidential election'/><category term='scenic place'/><category term='life&apos;s meaning'/><category term='changes'/><category term='lambat'/><category term='leader'/><category term='greehouse gasses'/><category term='fun and excitement'/><category term='leader by example'/><category term='racism'/><category term='tree planting'/><category term='business'/><category term='politics in mindanao'/><category term='hopes'/><category term='realization'/><category term='biyaheng pinoy'/><category term='feeling of love'/><category term='game'/><category term='Zipline'/><category term='building'/><category term='construction'/><category term='housing'/><category term='tough times'/><category term='patience'/><category term='Manny &quot;Pacman&quot; Pacquiao'/><category term='idil pitir'/><category term='Pantawid Pamilyang Pilipino Program'/><category term='natural landscape'/><category term='still waters'/><category term='4Ps'/><category term='recollection'/><category term='holy land'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='crocodile show'/><category term='being in love'/><category term='Alabel'/><category term='Birth of Jesus'/><category term='zodiac'/><category term='Bohol'/><category term='karanasan'/><category term='blessings'/><category term='memories'/><category term='believer of Christ'/><category term='Boxing'/><category term='dreamgirl'/><category term='good people'/><category term='hero'/><category term='rafting'/><category term='floating market'/><category term='car'/><category term='friends'/><category term='peace shelter'/><category term='table tennies'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stress'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='war in mindanao'/><category term='politics'/><category term='culture'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='break'/><category term='american history X'/><category term='journey'/><category term='relaxation'/><category term='Cory Aqunio'/><category term='President of the Philippines'/><category term='Irina'/><category term='trip'/><category term='work assignments'/><category term='experiences'/><category term='life'/><category term='parents'/><category term='paglalakbay'/><category term='winning'/><category term='old friends'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='hobby'/><category term='optimism'/><category term='play'/><category term='house'/><category term='Philippines 2010 national election'/><category term='vote'/><category term='Manny Pacquiao'/><category term='love ones'/><category term='selfless love'/><category term='express yourself'/><category term='batchoy'/><title type='text'>Great Fortitude</title><subtitle type='html'>Fortitude is a virtue I have observed in my life. It is the ability to go on or continue no matter what the obstacles are. It is a belief I hold to myself and the strength that I draw from God. Great fortitude opens my whole being to the truth that nothing is impossible with God who strengthens me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-730852369758120362</id><published>2010-09-23T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T02:39:54.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought for the day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thought to ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuggets of wisdom'/><title type='text'>THOUGHT FOR THE DAY</title><content type='html'>"The value of money doesn't lessen because it is torn. In the same way, your value in God's eye doesn't lessen because of imperfection."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-730852369758120362?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/730852369758120362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=730852369758120362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/730852369758120362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/730852369758120362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/09/thought-for-day.html' title='THOUGHT FOR THE DAY'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6726596273128454211</id><published>2010-03-13T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T02:51:20.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!</title><content type='html'>Wow! It's been a while. Time runs so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things that had happened; my batch gathered, I was assigned in Alabel, I met my High school classmate and friend and here I am, in McGregor Marbel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that there's a reason for every happening in my life; may it be small, regular or big. And it's the little things I do that bring me to what I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our reunion, we had so much fun. Sharon came home so we connected with our batchmates to gather. I was informed by Rey so I informed others too.  I'm thankful that I met my friends before. They have changed in some ways but there's something that remained-the spirit of togetherness. We belong in our batch because there will be no other batch for us. It's only batch 1993. I'm praying that wherever we are leading, we remain to be good to each other, help each other and recognize each other. That simple thing can make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Alabel, I was able to discharge my duties and responsibilities well. I was surprise to meet Jermine, my classmate too. I informed him about our gathering and he was pleased to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home last night, it was brown out. But I'm happy to see Angelo growing. He has grown big within just 2 months. He can smile and laugh already. I hope the coming days will be brighter and merrier than before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6726596273128454211?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6726596273128454211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6726596273128454211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6726596273128454211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6726596273128454211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello.html' title='Hello!'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-9012998793524334570</id><published>2010-02-16T15:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T16:05:32.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shalom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housing project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='construction'/><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syfS6OeJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/syzXsdQZX8k/s1600-h/02132010053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syfS6OeJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/syzXsdQZX8k/s320/02132010053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996488213395602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syelNNilI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wsyQYcjJzEc/s1600-h/02132010052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syelNNilI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wsyQYcjJzEc/s320/02132010052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996475944995410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syJn7fnbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KPf8rxk6dXY/s1600-h/02132010051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syJn7fnbI/AAAAAAAAAUA/KPf8rxk6dXY/s320/02132010051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996115898736050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syIQ7WqLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jFfMr0f20po/s1600-h/02132010049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syIQ7WqLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/jFfMr0f20po/s320/02132010049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996092544264370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syH-7fnWI/AAAAAAAAATw/fVpZFuh16OI/s1600-h/02132010048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syH-7fnWI/AAAAAAAAATw/fVpZFuh16OI/s320/02132010048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996087713013090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syHWgkHVI/AAAAAAAAATo/kG0Yc4QjBKA/s1600-h/02132010047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syHWgkHVI/AAAAAAAAATo/kG0Yc4QjBKA/s320/02132010047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996076862643538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syG3jx6oI/AAAAAAAAATg/86IpiJ0pQw4/s1600-h/02132010046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syG3jx6oI/AAAAAAAAATg/86IpiJ0pQw4/s320/02132010046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996068554631810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Home is where we belong. Home is where the heart is. Home sweet home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are some of the lines I hear about home and it's true, I feel relaxed and recharged being at home. I also knew that a house is different from a home. A house is only a structure while a home is a dwelling place where love and peace reign. It's the spirit that makes a house a home. Without it, it's only a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just recently, I was able to realize one of my dreams, to build a home not for myself but for others. I've been away from home many times. So many times too that I've been blessed by the homes that welcomed me in many places I've reached. It was my longing that in my own little way, I could welcome others too in a place called home. After a couple of months, my dream was finally completed with the blessing that happened on February 13, 2010 in Baldostamon Subd., Koronadal City. It was attended by some of my officemates most especially by Sir Mon and his better half Ma'am Norma. I would like to thank him for the pictures he cordially took. Because of him, I'm able to share with you vividly what took place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I offer this home most especially to Angelo, my nephew who's been my inspiration in putting up this peace shelter, he just turned one month old last Feb 16, may he grow God-fearing, to my parents who have been by my side since birth, who nurtured me in a simple home that gave me so much ideas, to my sisters who made me feel a unique person, to my true friends who always believed in me, to my officemates who shared joy with me and to all my relatives who made all good wishes and ultimately to our Heavenly Father who provided everything for the completion of my project. To Him be the glory forever and ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-9012998793524334570?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9012998793524334570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=9012998793524334570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9012998793524334570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9012998793524334570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S3syfS6OeJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/syzXsdQZX8k/s72-c/02132010053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-9129923606339959213</id><published>2010-02-06T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:55:08.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth of Angelo'/><title type='text'>Then came Angelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S20uWO22i-I/AAAAAAAAATY/sBgXy79DL5I/s1600-h/P1230647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S20uWO22i-I/AAAAAAAAATY/sBgXy79DL5I/s320/P1230647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435051284786220002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:1pt'&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so excited coming home this morning. I was eager to see Angelo, my first nephew who just came to this world just a week ago, last Saturday. When I left home for work last Sunday, I was anxious that the weekend will come soon. That was really my feeling. I haven't been to my destination but I wanted to go back already. There were thoughts that I wanted to file for leave of absence just to be with Angelo but that was a stupid idea I thought. I was worried when the doctor said that he will be given a dose of antibiotic because his birth was delayed for several hours. He might get infection according to the doctor. He was crying every now and then last week. It was so depressing. Nevertheless, I just prayed. In this kind of situation, I need to be strong as well as my family. I learned that in time of depression, I need to be brave to survive. When I asked my sister through text, I was relieved knowing that Angelo did well. Seeing him strong and well this morning makes me really smile. He's so cute with his dimple. His skin is fair and hairy. His nose looks like my father which is good because Papang has a high chiseled nose. His eyes look like his Daddy Roger. Mamang said his broad forehead looks like hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angelo's presence gave us feeling of happiness. His cute smile amazes us. The moment he opens his eyes, it makes us wonder what he is seeing. I can always think of how miraculous life is the moment he's in my arms. With his coming, it gives us once again the opportunity to dream big and makes big plans. Giving him a name Ernesto Angelo makes his Lolo feel proud and fulfilled. Indeed, God gave Angelo to spark in us that His promise of hope never ends. Life evolves and will continue from generation to generation.    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-9129923606339959213?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9129923606339959213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=9129923606339959213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9129923606339959213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9129923606339959213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/02/then-came-angelo.html' title='Then came Angelo'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S20uWO22i-I/AAAAAAAAATY/sBgXy79DL5I/s72-c/P1230647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-351542160820679781</id><published>2010-01-04T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:25:11.944-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EWTN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believer of Christ'/><title type='text'>After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S0Kw-0BJxbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zuRueCPi2qE/s1600-h/Knights_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S0Kw-0BJxbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zuRueCPi2qE/s320/Knights_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423091494469354930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was at home watching EWTN. I saw in the video the path Jesus took when He was in the Holy Land doing His ministry. It was amazing seeing the synagogue, St. Peter's House, the jar used in the wedding feast at Cana, Mt. Tabor where the transfiguration took place, Mt. Olives where Jesus taught the Beatitudes, Sea of Galilee, the well where Mama Mary and Jesus fetch water and many holy places touched by our Lord Jesus Christ. I really felt humble seeing those places. There was a feeling of contentment deep in my heart knowing that those places bear witness of our Savior the Lord Jesus Christ. According to the narrators, those places and some of the things existed way back 100 B.C. The Jordan river where Jesus was baptized by John the Baptist looks calm, clear and refreshing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells a lot of story about Jesus and seeing the setting in the video gives me a clear picture how the things happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of God says that everything will pass. Only His words will remain. The world is in constant change but some places and things may have changed due to the passage of time. Their age only tells that once, they have been part of God's salvation of human kind. From the Bible, Jesus told us about three things that will last - faith, hope and love but the greatest of them is love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I forget these things due to circumstances I encounter but it doesn't diminish God's Love. If I fix my eyes on heavenly things, I feel that everything is useful and meaningful. Everything will end but after all, we are content in God's loving embrace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-351542160820679781?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/351542160820679781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=351542160820679781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/351542160820679781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/351542160820679781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-all.html' title='After All'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/S0Kw-0BJxbI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zuRueCPi2qE/s72-c/Knights_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6916060680910759099</id><published>2010-01-03T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:56:58.628-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healthy lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brisk walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jogging'/><title type='text'>Jogging</title><content type='html'>I got back jogging due to enormous food I consumed last holiday season. Lots of food were served during gatherings, parties and reunions. I can't say no whenever confronted which is why I gained weight and I felt heavy. It's difficult to breathe. Many noticed my bulging stomach so I made a plan to get back to jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two consecutive days, I woke up early and drove towards the oval of the sports complex. I made 3 rounds of continued jogging then 4 rounds of combined brisk walking and jogging. It really feels great when you sweat. I felt my loads were released. My system got back to normal. I feel light, no more back pains and I can move easily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogging is a miracle. It releases a lot of tension. It made me more alert and motivated to get back to work. I hope I can maintain this routine for the whole year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6916060680910759099?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6916060680910759099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6916060680910759099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6916060680910759099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6916060680910759099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/jogging.html' title='Jogging'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6451691677671235450</id><published>2010-01-02T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:11:27.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines 2010 national election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s wish'/><title type='text'>My New Year's Wish</title><content type='html'>2010 is here. It's good to start the year with good wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number one wish is for my family to be ready for the challenges that will come this year. We are expecting a new angel that is why he will be named Angelo. May his coming be a wonderful gift to us. May his life be a blessing that will give us joy and contentment. I'm really praying that my sister will give birth normally. May our family grow with compassion by the guidance of the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I wish that my work will give me an opportunity to grow. I truly believe that it is a gift from God. May I humbly perform my duties and responsibilities to the best that I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I wish that the weather will be good for our Country. On May 11, 2010 will be the presidential election. May the people vote the right leader that will truly serve the people fairly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6451691677671235450?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6451691677671235450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6451691677671235450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6451691677671235450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6451691677671235450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-new-years-wish.html' title='My New Year&apos;s Wish'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6377024844319577996</id><published>2009-12-20T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T23:20:15.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birth of Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simbang gabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawn mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Completing 'Simbang Gabi'</title><content type='html'>It's been six days that we have been attending the dawn mass or 'simbang gabi'. It was my ambition to complete the nine mornings but I already miss one mass when we had our Christmas Party last Thursday. We went home late at around 2 a.m. I did not make it at 4:30 a.m. schedule. Nevertheless, I have to continue the remaining days because I believe that it will help me grow in spirit. Three more days to go and it will be Christmas. We happily anticipate the celebration of birth of our Lord Jesus Christ. I made a joke to Jing2x and Wing2x that though I miss 1 mass, I did not miss the coffee served after the mass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6377024844319577996?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6377024844319577996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6377024844319577996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6377024844319577996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6377024844319577996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/12/completing-simbang-gabi.html' title='Completing &apos;Simbang Gabi&apos;'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-8937572451257239265</id><published>2009-12-16T16:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T18:04:18.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuletide season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simbang gabi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9 mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misa de gallo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>U-turns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SymQqwYc9nI/AAAAAAAAATI/fJ2BaSzNDDc/s1600-h/PB300598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SymQqwYc9nI/AAAAAAAAATI/fJ2BaSzNDDc/s320/PB300598.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416019091106100850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jam-packed. That's how it was this morning when I attended the first day of misa de gallo in our local parish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night my sister told me that they will be attending the mass. I told her that it would be very crowded. I suggested that she should just stay home because she is pregnant. But her insisting made me think a little farther. I don't like being in the crowd because of a bad experience. I had been in a stampede. It was frightening and traumatic. I don't want my sister to experience that kind of situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This morning, I was awakened by the early Christmas greetings of our City Mayor, Fernando Q. Miguel.  There was a roving truck playing a Christmas jingle with his message. I rushed to the church to catch the mass. The churchgoers encompass beyond the walls up to the side gates. But the calm atmosphere made me pass through the crowd easily during Holy Communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the mass, I met my sister with Wing-wing near the church bell. There City government and SOCOTECO-I sponsored the coffee and chocolate drinks. We partake of the drinks while we chatted about the experience of being in the first day of 'simbang gabi'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Often, I get caught of refusing to do something good. I'm only thankful that God allows U-turns. He calls us but we negate His will only to find that it is the best thing to do. Our faith can move mountains. Nothing is impossible. When we persist in doing good and for the right motives, we can't go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Christmas, it is my prayer that peace and love will reign in our hearts. May justice prevails to those victims of Maguindanao massacre. Let's welcome this Christmas season with hope. Nothing escapes from the hand of God. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-8937572451257239265?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8937572451257239265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=8937572451257239265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8937572451257239265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8937572451257239265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/12/u-turns.html' title='U-turns'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SymQqwYc9nI/AAAAAAAAATI/fJ2BaSzNDDc/s72-c/PB300598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4283088108313742907</id><published>2009-12-07T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:30:29.335-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scenic spots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='land formation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natural landscape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biyaheng pinoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information before you travel'/><title type='text'>Destination: Bohol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzLGm6-OCI/AAAAAAAAASw/RTCevFsSObM/s1600-h/PB130380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzLGm6-OCI/AAAAAAAAASw/RTCevFsSObM/s320/PB130380.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412424166580041762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIJZSqSgI/AAAAAAAAASI/F2-oc66cuBE/s1600-h/choc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIJZSqSgI/AAAAAAAAASI/F2-oc66cuBE/s320/choc1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412420915926026754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzILfL2DWI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y_0H-g74CqA/s1600-h/PB140498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzILfL2DWI/AAAAAAAAASo/Y_0H-g74CqA/s320/PB140498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412420951867788642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIKzrN6DI/AAAAAAAAASg/NFHfS89TVOo/s1600-h/PB130294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIKzrN6DI/AAAAAAAAASg/NFHfS89TVOo/s320/PB130294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412420940188215346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIKQUv2yI/AAAAAAAAASY/ECwumKIs7qY/s1600-h/PB140496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIKQUv2yI/AAAAAAAAASY/ECwumKIs7qY/s320/PB140496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412420930698730274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIJ-8QG5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/iyBtE2iJi44/s1600-h/PB120119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzIJ-8QG5I/AAAAAAAAASQ/iyBtE2iJi44/s320/PB120119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412420926032583570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Our travel is one of a kind. Having my mom with me is a great adventure. It is my mom's wish that she could see beautiful places and travel great distance. So, when the opportunity came to visit the chocolate hills in Bohol, I did not hesitate to inform my mother. She asked me if she could join the group that was organized by my officemates. I was told that there was an open slot so I gave my mom the surprise she ever wanted-a trip to Bohol.&lt;br /&gt;      From Gen. Santos City to Cebu, we flew via Cebu Pacific then, Cebu to Tagbilaran, Bohol via Ocean jet. Getting there in Cebu took us more than an hour. We were lucky because we were the first group to arrive in Cebu. Some of my officemates made  re-booking of flight because the planned date was canceled. The holiday set by the President was recalled. We got enough time to roam in Cebu City thus we were able to watch 4D movie in Crown Regency Hotel and bought some goods from SM Mall and Ayala Center. We stayed in Sugbutel for a night before we crossed Cebu to Tagbilaran on the following day.&lt;br /&gt;      We visited Lapu-lapu Shrine in Mactan and Sto. Nino Chruch where Magellan's cross is found. These places played a great part of Philippine history. Lapu-lapu, a brave hero defended the place from European invaders headed by Ferdinand Magellan.&lt;br /&gt;      The second batch of our group arrived on the following day. We just met in the pier for our voyage from Cebu to Bohol. Amidst the crowd, we settled and soon  arrived in the port of Tagbilaran safely. Before twilight, we were able to visit Hinagdanan Cave and Dimaluan Beach Resort in Panglao. We bought plenty of things, some for pasalubong and for personal souvenir. We slept in Kimling's Pension house. &lt;br /&gt;      On the next day, we visited another site, The Sanduguan. We moved to Dauis Church and Baclayon Church. At noontime we were at Loboc Riverside side waiting for the boat to cruise for us while we were taking a sumptuous lunch. We were entertained by some singers and dancers that made the atmosphere so jubilant. Afterwards we went to see the Tarsier and the hanging bridge. Then came the most awaited trip towards the Chocolate Hills. Before we could reach he place, we traversed a man made forest that was so airy. We climb the stairs to the highest spot where you could see the great scenery around. We were so amazed by the cool sight of the surrounding hills and its greenery. The hills looked like no other. contours of the hills were pretty enthralling in numbers. We didn't notice the passing of time in enjoyment. Before we knew, it was time to go and catch for a cruise back to Cebu. Though hurriedly, time had given us the a great moment of nature-pleasure. How we wish to stay in that beautiful place we can call a haven of natural beauty-BOHOL, only in the Philippines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4283088108313742907?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4283088108313742907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4283088108313742907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4283088108313742907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4283088108313742907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/12/destination-bohol.html' title='Destination: Bohol'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SxzLGm6-OCI/AAAAAAAAASw/RTCevFsSObM/s72-c/PB130380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6466028494700615086</id><published>2009-09-26T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:49:32.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karanasan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paglalakbay'/><title type='text'>Samu't saring karanasan</title><content type='html'>Iba talaga ang aking pakiramdam sa tuwing ako’y bumabalik sa aking mahal na bayan. May galak sa aking puso at tuwa sa aking isipan kahit na paulit-ulit bawat linggo ang aking paroo’t parito. Isang linggong hamon ng pakikibaka. Lahat ng lungkot at agam-agam ay napapawi. Napapalitan ng panibagong lakas at pag-asa ang napapagal kong katawan kapag ako’y nakabalik na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking tinutuluyan sa ibang lugar kapag ako’y na de-destino ay paiba-iba. Minsan ako’y tumutuloy sa hotel o di kaya’y lodging house. Maganda pag ako’y nakahanap ng boarding house. Katulad nitong ako’y nasa Kabacan. Nakakuha ako ng isang boarding house sa tulong ng aking ka-opisina. Di naman masyadong maganda ang silid subalit tama na sa akin ang ganoong kwarto. May isang kamang gawa sa kahoy at mga built-in cabinet na mapaglagyan ng mga kagamitan. Dalawa lang ang aking bag na dala-dala kapag ako’y naglalakbay. Walang masyadong mabigat na pasanin. Halos mga kakailanganin lang ang aking bitbit: mga damit, sapatos, panloob na kasuotan, sipilyo, iba’t ibang klase ng gamot, kwarderno, pluma at iba pa. Syempre di ko makalimutang dalhin ang aking Bibliyang bigay pa sa akin ng aking kaklase noong high school. Ito ang palaging nagbibigay sa akin ng inspirasyon sa anumang sitwasyon ng aking paglalakbay. May dala din akong pocketbook na mapaglibangan ko kapag ako’y walang ginagawa lalo na sa himpilan ng bus. Nakakabagot maghintay subalit kapag may dala akong libro, ilang pahina lang ng masayang pagbabasa ay nandyan na ang paparating na bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya tumuloy sa boarding house. Marami kang makikilalang bagong kaibigan. Sa aking bagong tinutuluyan, maraming mga estudyante. Masarap makipagkwentuhan sa kanila. Huwaran ang kanilang pananaw. Sila’y puno ng sigla’t kagalakan. Parang naalala ko rin ang aking mga karansan bilang estudyante noon sa MSU. Kayraming aralin at mga asignaturang gagawin, mga gawaing sosyal at sibiko ang aking inatupag noon. Nakakapagod man ay sulit din ang tagumpay na aking nakamtan. Isang prestihiyosong titulo ang iginawad sa aking masusi at matiyagang pagsusunog ng kilay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking kasalukuyang estado, lubos ang aking kagalakan sa mga panibagong hamon. Bilang isang binata, walang masyadong problemang kinkaharap. Madestino man ako sa malayong lugar, wala akong pangamba. Solong katawan ko lang ang aking intindihin, walang alinlagan. Di naman ako sobrang materyoso kaya wala akong problema sa mga bagay bagay. Ang mahalaga’y makakain lamang sa tamang oras at makapagpahinga kapag sumapit ang dilim. Di ko inaalala ang anupamang bagay sapagkat alam ko na ang lahat ng aking kakailangannin ay tutugunan ng Poong Maykapal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan kapag ako’y nasa aking higaan at nakikita ko ang aking paligid, naiisip kong napakasimple ng buhay. Sa dala dala kong dalawang bag, hawak ko ang mundo. Dalawang bag lang ang buhay ko. Pakiramdam ko, ako’y tunay na mayaman dahil wala akong ibang mabigat na pasanin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman lahat masarap o di kaya madali ang buhay manlalakbay. Sa totoo, napakaraming suliranin ang aking kinakaharap. Ako’y pihikan din subalit sa mga panahong kinakailangang magtiis, nakakayanan ko ring magtiis. Sa panahong ako’y maysakit, mahirap din. Nandiyan ang masamang pakiramdam. Kailangan magpahinga subalit kailangan magtrabaho. Pinipili kong kayanan ang aking karamdaman sapagkat alam kong mas mahalaga ang aking pagpasok sa trabaho. Gumagaan naman ang aking pakiramdam sa mabuting pakikitungo ng aking mga kasama sa trabaho. Masaya sa piling nila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil dito, napagtanto ko na walang imposible sa buhay. Lahat kakayanin pag nasa positibong pananaw. Kung nakikita ang kapangitan sa anumang bagay, lahat ng negatibo ay matatanaw subalit pag kagandahan naman ang nakikita sa anumang bagay, nandoon din ang lahat ng kabutihan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6466028494700615086?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6466028494700615086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6466028494700615086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6466028494700615086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6466028494700615086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/samut-saring-karanasan.html' title='Samu&apos;t saring karanasan'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-9063179608527534492</id><published>2009-09-20T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:54:52.157-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business'/><title type='text'>Back Again</title><content type='html'>It’s great to be back again in my hometown. It’s been five days that I’ve stayed in Kabacan. I rented there a room in a boarding house along Abellera Street near Wesleyan Bible School, recommended by my officemate Bing. I got it for a very minimal amount, called student’s price. I feel like a student once again, travelling and coming home every weekend. I have boardmates who are students in University of Southern Mindanao. I’m glad to be acquainted with them. &lt;br /&gt;It’s good to see my family doing well. The new venture of my younger sister called ATM, stands for Automatic Tubig Machine is on its way. When I got home the structure was already constructed. It’s going to be operational soon. It’s a good investment that I supported which will later produce additional income. Maybe next week when I come home, the system will be successfully installed. I was able to meet my friend Jun Fresco, the owner of this business yesterday when he dropped to inspect the structure. &lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, Kuya Dodong and I went to inspect if the harvest of rice in my area was finished. Indeed, it was done and ready for processing. Soon it will be sacked and sold in the market. I treated Kuya Dodong and Ongkid with some drinks from our store.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I attended the third mass. I wasn’t able to attend the second mass. Last night,Jing Jing, Roger and I agreed to attend the earlier mass but I did not make it because I had a transaction with Ate Tess this morning. I washed my clothes and had lunch in my auntie Ebing’s house. The boxing fight of Marquez and Mayweather was on the 8th round when I arrived. Mayweather won the game.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Fit Mart Mall and paid my electric bill. I met Agnes Paglinawan, my former co-member in our High School choir.  I told her that this morning, I watched the world tour concert of Mariah Carey and I recalled her because of the song “Hero”. She used o sing this song when we were in High School. She answered me that maybe it was a sign of our meeting.&lt;br /&gt; I missed the High School Choir group. I still remember some of our songs, Panis Angelicus, The Lord’s Prayer, Buhay ay Yaman, Masdan mo ang Kapaligiran, Tuldok, Masdan mo ang Mga Bata, May Isang Bayan, Gonna Build a Mountain, Himig ng Pag-ibig, Magsimula Ka, etc. These songs have special place in my heart because it reminds me of my happy days in High School together with other choir members. I recalled how we practiced and prepared during rehearsals for our various competitions and performances. It was very tedious and hectic. Our choir conductor that time was Mr. Jurilla. He was very particular of the mastery of the song and the choreography. We frequently stayed late at night for the practice. But our victories and experiences were worth remembering.  The experience taught me patience and hard work. In order to succeed, one must persist and prepare. Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen unexpectedly. It may occur unnoticeably, plainly or vividly. These moments become precious for it helps you recall people, things, places and events. It will help you connect to the past and make you aware who you are and what you’ve been through. We cannot turn back time but deep within our rich memory we can go visit the past and cherish the beautiful memories we have created at various points in our life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-9063179608527534492?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9063179608527534492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=9063179608527534492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9063179608527534492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9063179608527534492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-again_20.html' title='Back Again'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6933633408518670058</id><published>2009-08-27T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:59:04.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4Ps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pantawid Pamilyang Pilipino Program'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Helping Hand</title><content type='html'>Woah! I’m excited! I woke up today refreshed and kicking. After three days of giving benefits to indigent people of Sen. Ninoy Aquino in Isulan, it feels good. I’ve been tasked to pay-out sums of money to beneficiaries determined by DSWD in connection with the government’s program called 4Ps (Pantawid Pamilyang Pilipino Program). It’s really overwhelming to hear people say, “Thank you!” for the blessings they have received from the government. I have seen indigenous poor Filipino people deserving of governments assistance. Some of them dressed in their cultural attire, barefooted. Other said that they only took “nganga” to lessen the hunger they felt just to be there. The amount they have received can be used to buy food and clothing. I’m just sad about the obnoxious “honorable” politicians hovering to be seen by people and be recognized. Instead of helping the poor, they have caused inconvenience so the releasing was stopped. Oh filthy politicians insatiable for attention! Can you just work silently helping people? Why should you make known your good deeds? For personal gain and recognition and in the advancement of your “honorable post”? It can’t be denied that politicians need to be seen to be heard and recognized but it should be done in a manner that advances the common good of all and not for personal interest.&lt;br /&gt;Today, it is the commemoration of the 26th death anniversary of Sen. Ninoy Aquino who sacrificed his life to stand for good governance, fighting a dictator. Let this day be a reminder that we have to live their ideals. Everybody should take part the benefits and burdens of our nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6933633408518670058?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6933633408518670058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6933633408518670058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6933633408518670058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6933633408518670058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/helping-hand.html' title='Helping Hand'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-2675530217414863674</id><published>2009-08-14T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:08:28.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety'/><title type='text'>Bruised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0Txx_XeI/AAAAAAAAASA/SDwkNguRSg8/s1600-h/P8060250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0Txx_XeI/AAAAAAAAASA/SDwkNguRSg8/s320/P8060250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370037120071065058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0TcfHmCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q2escZGujdo/s1600-h/P8060251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0TcfHmCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Q2escZGujdo/s320/P8060251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370037114354767906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0Sxgk-6I/AAAAAAAAARw/b9cWKOkTugw/s1600-h/P8060254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0Sxgk-6I/AAAAAAAAARw/b9cWKOkTugw/s320/P8060254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370037102818163618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0SXeouDI/AAAAAAAAARo/wbIpcuDtOVg/s1600-h/P8110258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0SXeouDI/AAAAAAAAARo/wbIpcuDtOVg/s320/P8110258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370037095830698034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a one fine day. I never expected that an accident would happen. It was our LBP 46th anniversary. We had wellness activities held in South Cotabato Gymnasium. I actively participated in “Karakasa” which is a kind of exercise similar to “Taebo”. I was happy seeing my colleagues from different branches. Some of whom I befriended when I was assigned in their branches. It was a lot of fun and energy that my T-shirt was soaked with sweat. After watching the volleyball game I decided to go home to change my shirt. When I reached home I felt a different kind of heat on my face. I drank water to be relieved but the sensation never faded. I washed my face. I felt a little comfort.  I drove towards the gym but upon reaching the overpass downtown, there was a Nissan Patrol car in the fast lane signaling to turn right. I was on the slow lane but I was moving fast. I saw the signal quite late that applying break would cause my motorcycle to be skid or tumble. I moved fast not to hit the car but I hit the shoulder of the road. There and then, my motorcycle fell. I hit my eyebrow somewhere. It was lacerated irregularly. My three front teeth were broken. One was severely fractured. A tricycle driver brought me to the nearest hospital. From the mirror of the tricycle, I saw my terrible face, my damaged teeth and blood in my mouth and face flowing.&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken heed of some the signs I have encountered. The different heat I felt when I arrived home should have given a sense to sit or relax for a short while and never be too in a hurry. If not for hurrying, I could have avoided the accident. The helmet that I usually wear should have made me think twice of not going to drive. &lt;br /&gt;In the hospital, I was grateful that I was given immediate attention. My lacerated skin in my eyebrow was stitched. My other bruises were cleansed and treated. A little later, my father and Ate Elsa arrived to attend to my situation. I am grateful to them. Some of my officemates visited to see my condition. I was happy to see them.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that during those times, I was comforted by the people who knew me. I felt love and the situation became easy to bear. I applied for a 5-day sick leave. I am happy that today I’m on the 6th day of my recovery. I give thanks to God for sparing my life and giving me another chance to continue living. The situation I’ve been through made my faith stronger than before. I know how painful it was for Jesus to die on the cross for my sins. His sacred heart has saved me not only in my accident but my sinful spirit too. I was reminded that life is short indeed. It should be lived well for others. I cannot be proud of anything – good looks can vanish in a split of a second. Health and wealth can be taken by God anytime.   It was a humbling experience. My injuries were nothing compared to what Jesus suffered. God was bruised more than I bruised, all to offer His life for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-2675530217414863674?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2675530217414863674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=2675530217414863674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2675530217414863674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2675530217414863674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/bruised.html' title='Bruised'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SoY0Txx_XeI/AAAAAAAAASA/SDwkNguRSg8/s72-c/P8060250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4634273495492422547</id><published>2009-08-03T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T01:33:30.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leader by example'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President of the Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corazon Aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cory Aqunio'/><title type='text'>My Favorite President</title><content type='html'>Corazon 'Cory' Aquino is my favorite president because she is a leader by example. She upheld great values and never compromised the welfare of the Filipino people. She is simple but just like little David who defeated Goliath, she toppled a dictator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I liked about her was her faith in God. She was very prayerful and she set an example that there is no big problem in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was an ordinary person with extraordinary belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that our beloved President is gone, all I can say is a message of thanks for her contribution in the lives of many Filipino. Her love for our country will always be an inspiration and her unwavering faith will radiate in the hearts of the Filipino people who loves her very much. I love you President Cory Aquino!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4634273495492422547?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4634273495492422547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4634273495492422547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4634273495492422547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4634273495492422547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-favorite-president.html' title='My Favorite President'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4408142885027625594</id><published>2009-05-31T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:35:10.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kapatagan Digos City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camp Sabros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zipline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White water rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cagayan de Oro'/><title type='text'>AN ACTION-PACKED ADVENTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9kUFEPfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p42ctzY5lnM/s1600-h/IMGP1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9kUFEPfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p42ctzY5lnM/s320/IMGP1514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342181277066083826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9kOQsRhI/AAAAAAAAARY/MlE3U6g_1KU/s1600-h/IMGP1282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9kOQsRhI/AAAAAAAAARY/MlE3U6g_1KU/s320/IMGP1282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342181275504231954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9j6ENBdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DnTtPIGlRXc/s1600-h/P5240060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9j6ENBdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DnTtPIGlRXc/s320/P5240060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342181270083143122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9juDKl7I/AAAAAAAAARI/n0ehr20aDY4/s1600-h/P5240016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9juDKl7I/AAAAAAAAARI/n0ehr20aDY4/s320/P5240016-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342181266857564082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9jJN5DdI/AAAAAAAAARA/jxYRpPqx-g8/s1600-h/P5240019-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9jJN5DdI/AAAAAAAAARA/jxYRpPqx-g8/s320/P5240019-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342181256970440146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Omar and I had a great adventure in heading to new places that awaited us with exuberant thrilling experience. We didn’t know what’s going to happen along the way and the feeling gave us intense excitement even for long hours of wait and travel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It was already noontime of May 26, 2009 when we reached Camp Sabros in Kapatagan, Digos City for the first time where the longest zipline course in Asia is installed.  The view was exhilarating and the cool breeze gave us comforting atmosphere. The place was undeniably fascinating and there were plenty of tourists around. We were happy to find new friends who were visiting from Cagayan de Oro and just like us, were strangers to the wonders of our native land. Thanks to them, they took some of our pictures together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we immediately engaged in the zipline that was set very high. We could barely see inches of trees from above. The first pass is a tandem so my fear was lessened because Omar and I will be going together. My heart beat faster than ever as we rushed along the zipline cable; more so when we had to sit on the steel case in the second pass of the course. All we could see is an awesome miniature view of the plains and mountains where myriad of plants and trees flourish. When we started moving along the cable, all our fears vanished that we could not help but shout “Yahooooo!!!” at the top of our lungs like Tarzan shouts “Aooooooooh!!!” We were like Supermen for some minutes of experience that seemed like flying over the grandiose creatures of the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the following day, we traveled towards Cagayan de Oro City from Davao City for another adventure – whitewater rafting along Cagayan River.  It was a long 7-hour bus ride passing different cities and municipalities, plains, valleys and mountains. It was also a travel passing through different bridges and seeing liver-stretching cliffs and ravines. Thrilled by just seeing these wonderful sights, all the pains and exhaustion were meaningless.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cagayan de Oro is also known as the “Golden City of Friendship”. The city is developed in its commerce, rich in history and blessed with various natural resources and wonders. There are many tourist destinations in Cagayan de Oro. One of which is the Cagayan River where you can get a whole lot of fun and excitement from whitewater rafting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t known of this until I saw one of my friends’ pictures. My friend Pong was one good reason too of visiting the place. I haven’t seen him for more than four years. He is one good friend I could count on. He is a kidney transplant survivor and seeing him alive and kicking is truly amazing. We were buddies then in Gen. Santos City way back 1998 during a Banker’s December Presentation. Busy as he is with his work, He gave us some information and that led us to another unforgettable experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Cagayan past 3 o’clock P.M. on May 27, 2009. We checked-in to a chic hotel then trying to contact somebody who could guide us along the river on the following day. We were informed that a minimum of 6 participants is needed to go for the activity. It felt sorry until we got a message later that a booking was made by some group who could accommodate us. We gained life after that information. Pong accompanied us in the evening during dinner and acquainted us with some of CDO’s night life and places. We went to a bar where we enjoyed drinks and music played by a local band. He introduced us to some of his friends and the chat went lively.&lt;br /&gt;After the night was over, Omar and I got back with our pleasure hunt. Whitewater rafting was new to us. We never knew what to expect. Come what may, we just prepared ourselves for the escapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the 12:30 P.M. pickup time, we visited the Museum de Cagayan in Xavier University (Ateneo de Cagayan). We got to know the history of the place, its people and beliefs and how our great national hero had influenced the lives of its populace during the heyday of his writing revolution. “La Solidaridad”, a famous newspaper he created together with great heroes Marcelo H. Del Pilar and Graciano Lopez Jaena circulated in the area. We seemed to get back to the past. It felt great that after the war was over and the place had propelled to where it stands now, we were there to appreciate the bounty of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to meet our guides and raftmates, a jeepney picked us up. We were then headed off to the rafting site, the Cagayan River. This body of water separates Bukidnon to one side and Cagayan de Oro on the other side. Before the engagement, we were briefed with some important information about rafting safety and preparedness. One good point is to always follow what the guide will instruct. Do not throw garbage in the river. Instruction was given on how the rescue operation would progress at times when the raft would capsize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the rainy season, the waters were quite silted unlike during summers when the waters are clear; beautiful, whitish splashes are created. Nevertheless, it did not affect the action we derived from the rapids that gave us a splendid adrenalin rush. We followed what the guide would instruct us and we played so much with the current that goes along with the water. Rowing was difficult at first but as we went along the long kilometer stretch of the river, rowing just came easy. We passed by some still waters but during we approached the rapids, we do keep watch of the instruction of our guide. These were situations that we got a lot of water pressure at the same time managing to stabilize our raft. The toss and turn of the waters never fail us to give a great “Whoa!” from our lips. We also came to know rowing the forward stroke and back stroke, some terms like rapids, “kiss the wall”, whirlwind rapids, surprise rapids and some rapids named after certain events that occurred in the past like the “Kris drop rapids” where a participant named Kris was dropped when passing particular rapids. Along the river path we experienced swimming in still waters. Our guide may allow us to get off the raft and feel the waters with just a life jacket and a helmet on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some occasions we would do the high five by raising and bringing our paddles together when we felt great or when we overcame aggressive rapids. When still waters are lengthy our guides would create shower using the paddle. The situation would cause us to giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river was deep. At times along the way, we tried to submerge our paddle and it would measure more that its length. Swimming in the river was dangerous but it never felt that exciting until we go deep down or away the raft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so amazing how danger and excitement go together in activities like this. Such may cause one’s life. But even in still waters when you least expect and think that you feel safe the most, certain unwanted situations just occur, even when you feel there’s no danger at all, some things might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfathomable, miraculous, precious, dangerous… It is lived by some in fear… while others in excitement… You choose… For us, we’re already done with the zipline… done through water rafting and… Life is a blessing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4408142885027625594?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4408142885027625594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4408142885027625594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4408142885027625594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4408142885027625594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/action-packed-adventure.html' title='AN ACTION-PACKED ADVENTURE'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM9kUFEPfI/AAAAAAAAARg/p42ctzY5lnM/s72-c/IMGP1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-2594424744516617104</id><published>2009-05-31T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:39:44.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White water rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rapids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Rafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still waters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun and excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cagayan de Oro'/><title type='text'>Rapids of Our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73vsjuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aZgY8mTKvZI/s1600-h/IMGP1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73vsjuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aZgY8mTKvZI/s320/IMGP1344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179411873741570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73a5AifI/AAAAAAAAAQw/y8c4QJsWzv0/s1600-h/IMGP1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73a5AifI/AAAAAAAAAQw/y8c4QJsWzv0/s320/IMGP1510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179406288816626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73EXjZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RAtFVd0ESnM/s1600-h/IMGP1511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73EXjZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RAtFVd0ESnM/s320/IMGP1511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179400242915138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM725VHC2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/sj1GndGQQLY/s1600-h/IMGP1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM725VHC2I/AAAAAAAAAQg/sj1GndGQQLY/s320/IMGP1329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179397279877986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM72rhj2mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lGYOPAwliGU/s1600-h/IMGP1338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM72rhj2mI/AAAAAAAAAQY/lGYOPAwliGU/s320/IMGP1338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342179393574001250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back at the rafting experience we have had, it was filled with so much fun and adventure. The rapids were important factor for that feeling of excitement. Without the rapids, the voyage would turn out to be plain paddling. At first, whenever we got to approach the rapids, I was so afraid. I felt I might fall out of the raft. As we went along, I got adjusted and used to the shake. Without the rapids, the experience would not be thrilling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rapids are noisy, energetic and rowdy. They are shallow compared to still waters. They   are created by the boulders and the volume of water that flows through it. Rapids are the difficult situations along the river. It may cause you to spill out of the raft or worse it might capsize the vessel. But rapids aren’t something to be dealt with fear rather it should be welcomed with fun and delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whirlwind kind of rapids will cause the vessel to turn around. It may get you dizzy.  Some rapids will give you surprise. They say passing through what they call “surprise” rapids get some vessels tossed and turned up side down spilling out those on board. It’s scary. Our experience was different. We got tossed several times and I felt there’s no end to it. My gosh! It’s really frightening. When we were tossed upward I seemed to get off balanced. But we were reminded to get our feet tucked at the beam of the raft.  Fortunately, we never got overturned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The river is a very good illustration of our lives. We move along the river path, whether we like it or not. The current will bring us somewhere. There will be moments in still waters; there will be rapids. Life isn’t always journeying in still waters. Sometimes, we pass by the rapids. Life is not always easy. At times, it may be difficult. Sometimes we feel bored along the still waters but sometimes the rapids will give way for excitement. Along the river, we seem to have no choice. But we do have choice. We can set the sail of our raft. We can paddle forward or backward. We can go along with the tide so that we can rest paddling for a while. When the rapids seem to be turbulent, hold your head up high. Never be afraid. Get excited! It may give us some setbacks but if we never stop, we will overcome the difficult situations and we will emerge stronger than before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s welcome the rapids of our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-2594424744516617104?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2594424744516617104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=2594424744516617104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2594424744516617104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2594424744516617104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/rapids-of-our-lives.html' title='Rapids of Our Lives'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SiM73vsjuwI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/aZgY8mTKvZI/s72-c/IMGP1344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-2160591172097998383</id><published>2009-05-14T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:19:34.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines 2010 national election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean and honest election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presidential election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vote'/><title type='text'>Philippine National Election in 2010</title><content type='html'>May 11, 2010 is Philippines' next National Election. That's only less than 365 days off. A lot of people, most especially the younger generations are interested to join various campaign for a clean and honest election because of the past experiences that elections were stained with different forms of cheats: vote buying, flying voters, "dagdag-bawas" (subtract-add) and dead people voting, etc. Various complaints had been raised regarding these schemes and the voting population now-a-days are aware that these things are happening during election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that many young voters are active in really watching their votes for this coming election. They have been aware too of their right of suffrage. Such right could mean another six years of agony if the wrong officials will be elected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my country and I'm proud to say that I'm Filipino. I do hope that all corruption and red tape will be curbed. This could only happen if everybody will do his share; to be vigilant and vote with conscience. Philippines is a great country, I can boldly say. Let it not be ruined by people who are evil in their ways especially during election.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-2160591172097998383?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2160591172097998383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=2160591172097998383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2160591172097998383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2160591172097998383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/philippine-national-election-in-2010.html' title='Philippine National Election in 2010'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-3026284367363020355</id><published>2009-05-12T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:59:36.295-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stranger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory verse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believer of Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Experience of a stranger turned friend</title><content type='html'>I was new to Kidapawan when I came there because of my work. As a tourist-at-work, the mirth that I felt was invigorated more by knowing somebody who at first was a complete stranger. From our conversation, I have discovered that she is a believer of Christ. I felt at home talking to her. She is a widow and the feeling of being helpless was the topic of her stories. She told me of her past and of how God played a very important part in her life. God provided everything for her family, who lost the "post" of their home. She shared to me how the verses she had kept in her heart and mind made her day to day life enduring. She mused that having no husband is a difficult situation and looking for somebody to love is so crucial. I asked her why and she responded that her children would not approve of that idea. Doing so would mean losing the respect of her children. It is in Filipino culture that getting married after losing a partner is not so acceptable. What struck me much is the belief she held in her heart, that is believing in Christ, that Christ will be there in all life's adversities. This has increased my faith and I felt the lightness in my heart. I am hoping that I too could copy her strong belief and let God lead my way with complete trust. From her, I learned the 3 verses from the bible, those are Jeremiah 33:3, John 14:1 and Psalms 46:1. I will surely keep and remember these verses dearly in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-3026284367363020355?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3026284367363020355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=3026284367363020355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3026284367363020355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3026284367363020355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/05/experience-of-stranger-turned-friend.html' title='Experience of a stranger turned friend'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7577031265908144607</id><published>2009-04-24T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:01:06.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>Idea that crossed my mind: On blaming</title><content type='html'>"Blame others and you'll get resentment. Blame yourself and you'll get realization."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Henry C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7577031265908144607?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7577031265908144607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7577031265908144607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7577031265908144607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7577031265908144607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/idea-that-crossed-my-mind-on-blaming.html' title='Idea that crossed my mind: On blaming'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7501351393864890453</id><published>2009-04-24T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:38:08.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information before you travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel tips'/><title type='text'>Travel Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SfKcYvFbxQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IRXxVJLxrRs/s1600-h/P4130821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SfKcYvFbxQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IRXxVJLxrRs/s320/P4130821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328493257902769410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Travel is exciting. You get to see a lot of places, know a lot of people and hear a lot of stories. It is full of adventure but hey! There are also problems you may encounter. They also think that travel is expensive but if you use your brain and prepare for it, you can afford a memorable and worthy travel. Here are some useful tips for all travel enthusiasts out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know your purpose&lt;/strong&gt;. By clearly establishing your purpose, you can set your priorities. If possible be specific with your purpose so that you can prepare a checklist of things to bring. A checklist is important to avoid missing the things that you'll need when you reach your destination. For many times, I missed some important documents and stuff by not making a checklist. I depended on my memory so much that I end up buying those things that I missed. This can ruin your budget so you get to compromise your objective. It is useful if you write this in a small notebook you can call as your travel notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't forget to bring a jacket&lt;/strong&gt;. A jacket is very useful when you travel because you'll have something to warm you when it gets cold in the bus or in the night. You can wrap you jacket into your waist if it's warm and can't get to open your travelling bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring some useful light tools&lt;/strong&gt;. As for me, I find it useful to bring a switch (Swiss) knife. It has scissors, knife, bottle opener, etc. But don't hand carry this because it will be confiscated when discovered by the security if you travel by plane. A nail-cutter is useful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel light&lt;/strong&gt;. This has been an advice of many travelers and it will give you so much comfort. But don't travel that you forget the necessary things because you want to travel light. You might end up in trouble if you do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring a small book&lt;/strong&gt;. You can read while you wait for the bus or for the plane to go. It is wise to read than to murmur and complain while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make the most of what you have&lt;/strong&gt;. This is something that gives me ease because I always focus on what I have and not on what I have. I discovered that my cell phone can play a video. What I did was I loaded it with an exercise video so I don't need to carry a player and a disc. There are a lot of things that we have that we take for granted. We don't maximize its potential because we focus on what we don't have rather than on what we have. Another instance happened to me. When I was travelling, I sat at the right side of the bus where the sun was shining. It was warm and it made me very uncomfortable. That time, I don't have a cap to protect me from the blinding light. I realized that I was wearing long-sleeve polo over a white T-shirt. I took it off and covered it on my head. It lessened the heat that I felt and the glaring light. I realized that if I focused on the cap that I missed to bring, I might end up blaming myself and complaining the heat and the light that was very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travel can be exhausting&lt;/strong&gt;. But if you have a bottle of water, a drink can save. So don't forget to bring a bottle of water because it can give you a mile of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decide early on what 'pasalubong' to bring home&lt;/strong&gt;.  We Filipinos can't make our travel complete without bringing 'pasalubong' for our loved one's. It's a good way to share the joy of travel when we give something for others. You can ask them what they want so that you can prepare for it. In the end it's the thought that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bring a camera but don't forget to check the battery&lt;/strong&gt;. Taking pictures is the best way to preserve every travel in our memory. When we get back at home it's really nice to tell stories with pictures. I have experienced bringing along my camera only to find out that the battery was empty. I wasn't able to take pictures and it was a lesson that I want to share with all the travelers. It's good that you have an extra battery or a charger with you. I bought a fast charger for the battery of my cell phone and camera at the same time. It is more convenient than having separate chargers for your gadgets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seize the moment&lt;/strong&gt;. Have fun and enjoy the moments of your travel. Thank and feel every opportunity you encounter because when you travel, it is a chance to widen your horizon, a time to unwind and a time to get away from the heavy pressures of our daily activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;To all of you guys who will be travelling, Mabuhay! Have a safe and happy trip! Where's you destination? Bon voyage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 36pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 36pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='margin-left: 36pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7501351393864890453?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7501351393864890453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7501351393864890453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7501351393864890453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7501351393864890453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/04/travel-bugs.html' title='Travel Bugs'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SfKcYvFbxQI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/IRXxVJLxrRs/s72-c/P4130821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6789409276384750063</id><published>2009-03-14T01:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:39:21.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salvation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life&apos;s meaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><title type='text'>Without meaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt6rk105-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/-rBwUALKyuc/s1600-h/IMG0142A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt6rk105-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/-rBwUALKyuc/s320/IMG0142A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312975074456037346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is without meaning. Yes, that's true. It is in the book of Ecclesiastes in the Holy Bible. We are born. We grow. We learn. We work. We spend. We work again so that we can earn again. There are series of activities we do in a lifetime, a time for everything. Some have achieved lots of accomplishments while others die young. Life is full of uncertainties. In the end, we die. All will be worthless. So, what's the use of all of this? It's meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't that funny? We work for nothing in the end. It's also very sad. It's crazy. This is the same feeling I felt when I watched the Korean film "The Classic". The story of their love was not given the chance to happen. They did not end up being together. It's painful. But given the chance that they end up being together, it will still be useless because in the end, the man died of sickness. What's the use if in the end you're going to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You'll not even be able to bring all your riches when you die. In the end, when we become equal in death. Death is terrible but meaningful because it will be the end of everything. So, life is meaningless and death is meaningful. I can't believe it! What an irony! So, it is useless to live and useful to die. I better die. But I don't want to die because no one wants to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The point is everything is useless. Even what I'm writing is meaningless. But the moment you read it, it will be meaningful. That's the use why I write because somebody will have to read it. So what is meaningless can be meaningful. Kinda hard? No it's easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just like this. We live for others, not for ourselves. When die for ourselves, it becomes meaningful.  Just like Jesus, He died for us, for our sins. It gave a great meaning. It will be meaningless if you can't avail it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6789409276384750063?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6789409276384750063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6789409276384750063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6789409276384750063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6789409276384750063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/without-meaning.html' title='Without meaning'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt6rk105-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/-rBwUALKyuc/s72-c/IMG0142A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7126591249498049708</id><published>2009-03-14T01:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:17:00.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nissan sentra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motoring'/><title type='text'>I miss Sylvia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt1j4UuTVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c9A3gYRqiwY/s1600-h/me_car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt1j4UuTVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c9A3gYRqiwY/s320/me_car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312969444688809298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt1j9uBPrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GFO9LmkSM8U/s1600-h/P8050585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt1j9uBPrI/AAAAAAAAAP4/GFO9LmkSM8U/s320/P8050585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312969446137085618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might wonder who Sylvia is. Sylvia was with me since December 2003. We had been together for almost 5 years. We had a very good relationship until I finally decided to let her go. I have no other complaints other than the minor defects. Many don't know that I was with her but she was with me most of the time not only in good times but even in my lonesome time. She was there when my heart was broken. She heard many conversations but she was very silent. She might manifest what had happened but I believe she kept it only to herself. She accompanied me in most of my activities and I was thankful that she became a part of my life. I have learned a lot of things with her and through her. She's not pretty. But I saw her beauty beyond my eyes. In my mind she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But time tells me to say goodbye. I know she was hurt because she did not allow to be photographed when I last saw her. For whatever reasons, my camera didn't work when I wanted to had a picture with her before I let her go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I reminisce, all I could say is that she is important to me. Yeah, it is true that you will only know the value of a thing when it's gone. Sylvia was my silver car.  Goodbye Sylvia! Make good to your new master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7126591249498049708?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7126591249498049708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7126591249498049708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7126591249498049708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7126591249498049708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-sylvia.html' title='I miss Sylvia'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/Sbt1j4UuTVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c9A3gYRqiwY/s72-c/me_car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6612740801947125980</id><published>2009-02-20T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T05:31:17.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one is for Jean</title><content type='html'>Jean, this one is for you because you have been asking me about my previous blog. Thanks for your concern. I told you that I was already okay. Thank you for training me well and for the tips (in tellering). I was able to apply it in my work now that I'm assigned in branches. I was very confident in handling miscellaneous transactions but I was very cautious with the 'reversal' 'coz I might bring that very unwanted thing. Today, I did 180 plus  BIR's and got only 2 reversal. I targeted a 100% error free transaction but my eyes and fingers were so tired already when I was in the 120's. Anyway, you said that it was normal so I took you word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to recall when we had our break in 'Hapit Anay' last time. It was full of revelations. But I want to learn from all those bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here in Taps &amp; mix right now, just taking time to relax. Just please keep in touch. I sent you a text message last time. I wondered if you received it 'coz I didn't get your reply. Well, see you when I see you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6612740801947125980?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6612740801947125980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6612740801947125980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6612740801947125980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6612740801947125980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-one-is-for-jean.html' title='This one is for Jean'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1962163630957374606</id><published>2009-01-26T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:01:26.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emptiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God Sees Me</title><content type='html'>Problems in the family, demands of work, failure of plans, broken relationships, etc. make me feel down. Sometimes, I want to give up, quit and escape. But I think that no matter what I do and wherever I may go, it won't solve all the problems in life. I'm sure there will always be a problem. This has made me feel empty and leave all my accomplishments meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am happy of the thought that God still sees me and loves me through the people who touched my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God only YOU can fill the emptiness in my life. Today, I recommit myself to You. Be my master. Please direct me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1962163630957374606?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1962163630957374606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1962163630957374606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1962163630957374606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1962163630957374606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/god-sees-me.html' title='God Sees Me'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1510675944950229352</id><published>2009-01-13T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:57:33.366-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsibilities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recollection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><title type='text'>The journey continues...</title><content type='html'>Before...&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised when the information came that I will be assigned in Alabel, Sarangani Province. A lot of hesitations held me back in my mind. I was so perplexed. How would I react? Will I be sad? happy? excited? puzzled? All those emotions lived in me nights, days, hours, minutes, seconds, milliseconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed, I made the choice to take the responsibilities given to me. I traveled the way and back. I prepared myself for the challenge I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another day. I'm in the regional office, sitting, thinking, recollecting. I surpassed the challenge for two months and here I am, hoping to beat another challenge that will be given. It may be difficult but that makes the challenge more challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things will come through I know. Not only in my career but in all aspects of my life. I want to see it coming one by one and I am ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1510675944950229352?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1510675944950229352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1510675944950229352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1510675944950229352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1510675944950229352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/journey-continues.html' title='The journey continues...'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-9204473728480997017</id><published>2009-01-11T23:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:59:31.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manny Pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippine boxing hero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manny &quot;Pacman&quot; Pacquiao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leadership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics in mindanao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boxing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pacman'/><title type='text'>Will Manny ‘Pacman’ Pacquiao be a good leader?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWr3tIy-ZII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Qd91HqWKjGY/s1600-h/Pacquiao_Marquez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWr3tIy-ZII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Qd91HqWKjGY/s320/Pacquiao_Marquez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290313067127530626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is a tough question and it plays in my mind as many Filipinos wait and see what will be the next for the Filipino's boxing hero. It has been a rumor that Manny will run in a congressional position in Sarangani Province in the next coming election. We know in the prior election that he lost the congressional race in the first district of South Cotabato against Representative Darlene Antonino –Custodio.  We also have heard that accompanied with that fiasco was a big loss of money for Manny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"He should focus his attention to boxing," commented by many of his fans. "Boxing is his forte and politics is different ring. Let it be for political experts. If Manny really wants to help his countrymen, he can do so by initiating social projects," they added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Contrary to those ideas, many insist, "Manny can be a good public servant. He can set a good example and his track record in boxing will show that many of his qualities are the basic elements in good governance. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both parties have a point. Who can be convinced that Manny, with humble beginnings can really lead? But who can underestimate the speedy-puncher 'Pacman'? Many times in his fight Manny got 'dehado', underestimated and belittled by spectators that he would lose the fight. What happened? Many times they were proven wrong by the not only surprising but overwhelming results. Will it be the same if he enters the public service?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We can hear, "Filipinos have gone through a lot of experiences but never learned."   But in those circumstances, you see… where are the Filipinos? Still surviving, we may not be learning but we are still living, hoping and winning. Others have learned but they "died". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my own opinion, we don't have the exact formula for good governance. I believe that a good leader is not born but made, made by tough situations and decisions. It starts with the mind, the perception that nothing is impossible under the sun. No matter how hard the circumstances, a good leader can come through. But it must end with the heart because the motive maybe different.  What do we need to elect a leader? Somebody qualified under the Philippine constitution. If Manny is qualified, let him run and let the people decide. If he wins, let's give him all due respect, cooperation and the chance to lead. If he fails then he should concede as a gentleman, like a sportsman in boxing. So that everybody will know the he gave his all while he played the game and winning is just the fruit of all the toils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-9204473728480997017?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9204473728480997017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=9204473728480997017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9204473728480997017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9204473728480997017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-manny-pacman-pacquiao-be-good.html' title='Will Manny ‘Pacman’ Pacquiao be a good leader?'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWr3tIy-ZII/AAAAAAAAAPg/Qd91HqWKjGY/s72-c/Pacquiao_Marquez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-5771838427037637924</id><published>2009-01-07T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:52:04.406-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling of love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamgirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irina'/><title type='text'>I'm in LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWV3dWdvpvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NXgFC_IRUTQ/s1600-h/Beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWV3dWdvpvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NXgFC_IRUTQ/s320/Beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288764683546765042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh! I'm back. At least I made it this time to make an update after quite a month of being unheard. And guess what? Something has inspired me. Really! This lady is Irina. I haven't met her but we had done 13 exchanges of emails. It's quite unusual but it's real. They say, you don't need to know the language to know if you're in love. Yes, I felt it. I'm in love and I know this is for real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when I posted my profile in a site. Then, I received a letter from her, yes from Irina. We had a good conversation though I sometimes find it difficult to understand her. She doesn't speak English fluently because she is a Russian but I have read her messages between the lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is beautiful in her pictures but one thing that I admire her is her perception towards life. She looks at life simply yet I felt that she cares a lot. She looks at life the same way I look at it. She is my dream girl in the sense that she possesses the values that I look for a lady. She is attractive to me but her attitudes struck me so much. Though somebody commented that I'm in love with the picture which maybe stupid but it's more than that. In our communication, I felt I belong to her and she said that she love me so much, maybe instinct. I don't exactly know. But yes I'm in love with her. I'm just hoping that things will go smoothly for us. I hope one day, we will see each other and determine how will it be. We'll just like the line of 'Believe it or not... unbelievable? Believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-5771838427037637924?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5771838427037637924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=5771838427037637924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5771838427037637924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5771838427037637924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in LOVE'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SWV3dWdvpvI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NXgFC_IRUTQ/s72-c/Beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7094134179516701409</id><published>2008-12-11T22:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:18:26.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alabel at Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIOXzF3-xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7b8ZjOVqAqc/s1600-h/PC110624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIOXzF3-xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7b8ZjOVqAqc/s320/PC110624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278797515246271250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIMqkcz-KI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wP12qB1a3jw/s1600-h/PC110646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIMqkcz-KI/AAAAAAAAAOI/wP12qB1a3jw/s320/PC110646.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278795638710204578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIMDXahwvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CVi40uM23ho/s1600-h/PC110623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIMDXahwvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/CVi40uM23ho/s320/PC110623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278794965196063474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUILGqD_n3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/22jijt2TPMQ/s1600-h/PC110614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUILGqD_n3I/AAAAAAAAAN4/22jijt2TPMQ/s320/PC110614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278793922229804914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Glittering... that's how you'll see the facade of Alabel's Municipal Hall when darkness fill this progressing town of Sarangani Province. Being a sojourner to this simple yet friendly place, I feel at home and comfortable. Fortunately I stayed at the place near where their light a tree project is conducted as part of Christmas festivities. Every night I pass by the park, my eyes are allured to the twinkling lights of different colors. I couldn't help but to lavishly take shots of these fascinating lights. I feel like a moth that is a captive of the glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIE_lcvBkI/AAAAAAAAANw/iAuuOvpZclg/s1600-h/PC110643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIE_lcvBkI/AAAAAAAAANw/iAuuOvpZclg/s320/PC110643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278787203662546498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7094134179516701409?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7094134179516701409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7094134179516701409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7094134179516701409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7094134179516701409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/alabel-at-night.html' title='Alabel at Night'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SUIOXzF3-xI/AAAAAAAAAOY/7b8ZjOVqAqc/s72-c/PC110624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-2347478449877662996</id><published>2008-12-04T16:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:16:37.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='text messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>What made my birthday special?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STi4kpmYnQI/AAAAAAAAANo/_P1IYsNMhAA/s1600-h/PB240440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STi4kpmYnQI/AAAAAAAAANo/_P1IYsNMhAA/s320/PB240440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169903246187778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;December 3 was no ordinary day for me because it was my birthday. But just like any other day, I have to wake up early and prepare myself for work. I can't afford to take a birthday leave since I'm deployed in Alabel Branch as I recently assumed officially my duties in the manpower pool of our region last December 1. What really touched me was the number of text greetings I received from those who remembered me. I thanked too for those who called and emailed to express their good wishes. And of course to my parents who lovingly greeted me before I travelled. I owe my life to you Mamang and Papang and I will always love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are the text messages I find sharing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kanz: You will always be my friend wherever I am… wherever you are… even if it takes forever even if I see you never… You will always be a good friend longer than forever! Happy birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma'am Rubz: I may not be the first one to greet you today but my prayer and wishes for you will surpass those of the rest even that of Kanz. Hapi bday Heinz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pinky: Understand how beautifully GOD has added one more day in your life, not because you need it, but because someone else needs YOU… Hapi bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ma'am Clar: Today is another gracious gift from God… His mercies are new everyday… His faithfulness is great… May your days be full of His blessings… Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jing2X : Happy Birthday Tong! Wish you all the luck, good health and success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jolly: Gudmorning sir Heinz…&lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; hapi birthday…&lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toto: Believe that the best will happen everyday, be aware that even trials are gift to make us strong enough to face life and trying times. Happy birthday Tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dexter: Advanced happy birthday. God blez. More blessings to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Anonymous: Happy birthday Henro! More years, blessings, Mic……, Cha….., etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Etc… etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To those I forgot to mention, thank you! I know that those friends I haven't heard were just like me, busy as a bee, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-2347478449877662996?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2347478449877662996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=2347478449877662996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2347478449877662996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2347478449877662996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-made-my-birthday-special.html' title='What made my birthday special?'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STi4kpmYnQI/AAAAAAAAANo/_P1IYsNMhAA/s72-c/PB240440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1974003185817805213</id><published>2008-12-01T23:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:52:26.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sagittarius'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sagittarian characteristics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alive and kicking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='express yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zodiac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='optimistic'/><title type='text'>Glad I’m Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTnn61vkPI/AAAAAAAAANg/p4xBQeERPjw/s1600-h/me_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTnn61vkPI/AAAAAAAAANg/p4xBQeERPjw/s320/me_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275095736553279730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTnVYn3RfI/AAAAAAAAANY/bpUUXlUFCgM/s1600-h/EYheading.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTnVYn3RfI/AAAAAAAAANY/bpUUXlUFCgM/s200/EYheading.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275095418130613746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is precious. I cannot put in on or off.  It is irreversible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was born in 1976, year of the dragon under the zodiac sign of Sagittarius. According to astrologers, Sagittarians are fun-loving, philosophical, intellectual, straightforward and expansive. Some of these traits are true because I am very optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was young I was inquisitive. I threw many questions to my mother. She always had answers. When I asked her about events in the past she would tell me, "That happened when you were still water or soup." I always believe my mother because she is a retired elementary teacher. But sometimes she gets tired of answering my questions. There was this incident I will never forget. I am used to see chili pepper as red. When I saw a yellow one during a birthday party preparation of my younger sister, I asked my mom, "What's this color yellow? She answered me, "That's "kutitot", the sweetest pepper on earth. I got a piece of it and bit. Indeed, it was the "sweetest" pepper I've ever tasted that I cried because it was very hot! My mother gave me sugar to defuse the sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a bitter experience. I accused my mother of fooling me. But she said, "I told you that it was the sweetest but I never told you to take it." Well, I took it literally. She was rhetoric when she said that. It was a learning experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I realized there's a lot to learn in life. I can &lt;span style='color:red'&gt;FEEL &lt;/span&gt;a lot of emotions-happiness, sorrow, excitement, frustration, joy, disappointment, etc. I can &lt;span style='color:red'&gt;TASTE&lt;/span&gt; a lot of flavors-sweet, hot, spicy, bitter, etc. etc. I can &lt;span style='color:red'&gt;SMELL&lt;/span&gt; a lot of odors-fragrant, pungent, sweet, fresh, odoriferous, foul etc. I can &lt;span style='color:red'&gt;HEAR&lt;/span&gt; a lot of sounds-music, noise, loud, soft, pleasing, cry etc. I can &lt;span style='color:red'&gt;SEE &lt;/span&gt;a lot of views-beautiful, ugly, pretty, magnificent, etc. All experiences, whether good or bad, pleasant or unpleasant are part of life. They say that life is full of ups and downs. I will take everything because it will make me a better person.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having this capability, I take responsibility for my life. I can hear from other people but in the end I will listen to myself. It's my life. I am born to express myself because my life is a gift for others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm glad that a small drop of water before took its form and having space. I'm glad, I'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1974003185817805213?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1974003185817805213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1974003185817805213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1974003185817805213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1974003185817805213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/glad-im-alive.html' title='Glad I’m Alive!'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTnn61vkPI/AAAAAAAAANg/p4xBQeERPjw/s72-c/me_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-5343941867498877657</id><published>2008-12-01T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:39:42.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koronadal city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wifi internet access'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee shop'/><title type='text'>With Freddie at Tiana’s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-v1RKjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SKtMjX-BDPc/s1600-h/Picture0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-v1RKjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SKtMjX-BDPc/s200/Picture0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275093929712233010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-v5riPI/AAAAAAAAANI/HtTXehWsi14/s1600-h/Picture0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-v5riPI/AAAAAAAAANI/HtTXehWsi14/s200/Picture0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275093929730738418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-SaoDzI/AAAAAAAAANA/6y9xbE_4fZ4/s1600-h/Picture0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-SaoDzI/AAAAAAAAANA/6y9xbE_4fZ4/s200/Picture0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275093921815858994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-O6EAUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-gs65UmFNvk/s1600-h/Picture0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-O6EAUI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-gs65UmFNvk/s200/Picture0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275093920873972034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl97ly7tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/T43QhWnw-Vs/s1600-h/Picture0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl97ly7tI/AAAAAAAAAMw/T43QhWnw-Vs/s200/Picture0021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275093915688693458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;11/30/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was surprised when Freddie or Jun, my high school best friend called me that he's here.  We decided to meet at McGregor so I packed-up and went there but they were closing already. I waited for him in my car then a little later he arrived with cool wheels, Honda CRV. We decided to transfer in EMR but when he got near the roundball, he signaled to the left where we ended up at Tiana's. It was a wonderful opportunity that we got together again after a long time. We chatted about a lot of things, what we've been through and of course the updates of our classmates in high school. We missed a lot of things in the past most especially our group with Tony Juelo as 'gwapings' then. LOL! I wonder who gave us the name but that's how we were known by our classmates in high school because we always hang out together. That's the time when "The Gwapings Adventure" hit the big screen top billed by the hottest trio stars Jomari Yllana, Eric Fructouso and Mark Anthony Fernandez. We're a lot like them as teens in hanging out, always together. Our peers patterned our group to that and rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;High school days were a lot of fun. Jun and I talked about our crushes and what happened to them. Funny how we reminisce those days! 'Twas good that I brought my laptop.  We browsed the internet of the whereabouts of who-we-know before in Friendster. We saw their pictures and were surprised of how things emerged from the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we've grown, Jun commented of his receding hairline. I just laugh. He compared that to my being youthful (I'm having a big heart!) I think it's due to the nature of our work because I'm always inside the office and he's in the battlefield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jun tried to contact Tony but the latter can't be reached. Perhaps, he's asleep 'coz it was already late. I told him that I tried to text Tony before but he did not answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was my first time at Tiana's and the place is good to chill out. We haven't got inside but I saw through a glass it's modernity in style. One good thing is the wifi internet connection that is accessible wit a laptop. We talked about blogs and I told Jun that I got one. I showed to him this blog that he liked to create one. We browsed some of the blogs I followed. He got struck of the mountain bike of Allan because he's a mountain biker too. The pictures of sceneries in the blogs were fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ended up when the crew informed us that they were closing at 12:00 am. We packed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I liked the coffee that we ordered. It made me awake 'til that time. As an early sleeper, I can't stand awake that late but with a coffee and a good friend, there seems no end. I got a little later to bzzzzzzzzzzzzz! when I finally got home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-5343941867498877657?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5343941867498877657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=5343941867498877657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5343941867498877657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5343941867498877657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/with-freddie-at-tianas.html' title='With Freddie at Tiana’s'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTl-v1RKjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SKtMjX-BDPc/s72-c/Picture0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1630282028553527812</id><published>2008-12-01T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:20:32.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old friends'/><title type='text'>Reunited again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyE40pNVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oBXkbaNMzsg/s1600-h/PB300569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyE40pNVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oBXkbaNMzsg/s200/PB300569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036860600104274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyEri8iQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aZWUOkqPhy0/s1600-h/PB300561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyEri8iQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/aZWUOkqPhy0/s200/PB300561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036857036212482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyEXcqtmI/AAAAAAAAALw/i79sWuAYGmc/s1600-h/PB300557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyEXcqtmI/AAAAAAAAALw/i79sWuAYGmc/s200/PB300557.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036851641169506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyDiJW33I/AAAAAAAAALo/fGU9IEldRNc/s1600-h/PB300558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyDiJW33I/AAAAAAAAALo/fGU9IEldRNc/s200/PB300558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036837333098354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyDBpzq8I/AAAAAAAAALg/v6TipVig_Uw/s1600-h/gwap_02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyDBpzq8I/AAAAAAAAALg/v6TipVig_Uw/s200/gwap_02.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275036828610833346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time flies. That's what I always say whenever I could not keep track of what's happening or I'm in the situation where just suddenly or surprisingly things just sprung up without noticing them. Oh! Being in that situation make me feel aghast. Huh! I wonder where I've been. Is this dejavu? Nah, I'm not dreaming 'coz it's true. I'm with my high school bestfriends, Tony and Freddie. Ooopps! Wait, I sensed something 'coz I'm not only with them but with their respective family. Waaah! I'm the only one left single but it doesn't matter.  They might think I'm left-out but huh! I'm still enjoying my status. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After several years, it's the first time that our group met again. After Freddie and I met in Tiana's, we agreed to visit Tony the following day in Tacurong. With Freddie's newly acquired Honda CRV, we travelled together with his wife Sunshine and two daughters, Wawam &amp;amp; Bea and their so called adopted child whom I forgot to ask the name. When we arrived at Tony residence, we were welcomed by Tony and his wife. They have already four kids but only three were present because their second child was at Tony's parents-in-law. We were very happy that after long news block-out of each other's separate lives and concerns, we were connected once again. It's almost fifteen years since high school that the three of us were hanging out together and he we are with different interests or involvement. It's just comforting to recall that in the past, we were together, very simple and trudging similar paths but along the crossroads, we went to different directions. I was happy to see my bestfriends with their family coping very well. Though we have encountered many difficulties before in our studies, we were already able to set our sails to greater paths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1630282028553527812?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1630282028553527812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1630282028553527812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1630282028553527812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1630282028553527812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/12/reunited-again.html' title='Reunited again'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STSyE40pNVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/oBXkbaNMzsg/s72-c/PB300569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6948715590570222644</id><published>2008-11-26T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:27:39.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alabel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munato Festival'/><title type='text'>Today is the start of Munato Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG-25706I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UKZzmAcRfUw/s1600-h/PB270448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG-25706I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UKZzmAcRfUw/s200/PB270448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059846750393250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG-DRfoPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mx2AaiSg-TM/s1600-h/PB270450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG-DRfoPI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mx2AaiSg-TM/s200/PB270450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059832890564850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG9p1_ckI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rBApiEXiZ_s/s1600-h/PB270457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG9p1_ckI/AAAAAAAAAMY/rBApiEXiZ_s/s200/PB270457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059826064323138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG9BzrXfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/flb5amqy0is/s1600-h/PB270455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG9BzrXfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/flb5amqy0is/s200/PB270455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059815317200370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG83CUkVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/i_vE6blPzmw/s1600-h/PB270447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG83CUkVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/i_vE6blPzmw/s200/PB270447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059812425830738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken by the alarm of my phone at 5:45am. That's what I set to meet the time of our parade - 7:00am. Huh! Dexter, my new friend and boardmate was not around. He was so kind to share with me his clean restroom for take taking a bath and uh, daily elimination of body waste. So, this morning I  had to use the common toilet for the boarders. I had to survive the stench of human waste. I took a bath in an open area where there's a faucet. I just borrowed a pail and dipper from Sheila, my former boardmate in Gen. Santos. It was cold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:45am I was ready to go to our assembly area, in the "bibingkahan" near the capitol area. We did not go to the Municipal Hall where the parade started because it was far and tiring. We still have work after the parade. When the parade reached us where we waited, we just inserted and joined the stretch of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not attend the program where Noli de Castro, the Vice President, was the speaker. We went immediately went to the office and had our free breakfast and went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it takes certain degree of effort to start a day, I'm still amused to think that it's Munato Festival, a time to relax and enjoy. If not for work, I would visit the fair booths and check what are being offered. The program might be interesting to attend to. I want to listen to the Vice President and see him in person. But my stay here is for a different purpose. It's business first before pleasure. Anyway, there's still tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til the next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6948715590570222644?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6948715590570222644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6948715590570222644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6948715590570222644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6948715590570222644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-is-start-of-munato-festival.html' title='Today is the start of Munato Festival'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/STTG-25706I/AAAAAAAAAMo/UKZzmAcRfUw/s72-c/PB270448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4471054867282713730</id><published>2008-11-23T18:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:23:24.985-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foundation Anniversary of Alabel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sarangani Province'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alabel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Munato Festival'/><title type='text'>Alabel’s Munato Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPuSyq9sI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5K-dhNMq-Hs/s1600-h/PB140382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPuSyq9sI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5K-dhNMq-Hs/s200/PB140382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272043601783355074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPt8mZz1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qn5CyS0N8_Q/s1600-h/PB210418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPt8mZz1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/qn5CyS0N8_Q/s200/PB210418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272043595826319186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtpPF7gI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UzN4pCTCXNQ/s1600-h/PB210415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtpPF7gI/AAAAAAAAAKY/UzN4pCTCXNQ/s200/PB210415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272043590628273666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtc-W9TI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q0Ln1R5Dfbc/s1600-h/PB210412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtc-W9TI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/q0Ln1R5Dfbc/s200/PB210412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272043587336860978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtMSU4BI/AAAAAAAAAKI/I8zh6uwXFB8/s1600-h/PB210410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPtMSU4BI/AAAAAAAAAKI/I8zh6uwXFB8/s200/PB210410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272043582857207826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow! Another event to really watch-out is Alabel's Munato Festival. That will be on November 26-28, 2008 in celebration of the Province of Sarangani's foundation anniversary. I have read from billboards that Freestyle band and Joey Ayala will be coming here for a concert to be held at Alabel's gymnasium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All of us in the branch had practiced already for the field demonstration on Friday. This will be participated by different offices and government agencies. This particular number is a 12-minute dance where all the participants will simultaneously move to the rhythm. I was assigned to choreograph the said number for our unit and it made me sweat profusely. What a way to exercise after a day's work! It really feels good.  There will be a parade from the Municipality of Alabel to the capitol grounds of Sarangani Province on November 28, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of events have been prepared and organized by the Department of Tourism. So, I'm inviting you all to come and experience the unique celebration here in Alabel as they showcase their bounty as well as the warmth and hospitality of its people. This will be a very good occasion to visit the place. See you around ka-berks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4471054867282713730?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4471054867282713730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4471054867282713730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4471054867282713730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4471054867282713730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/alabels-munato-festival.html' title='Alabel’s Munato Festival'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSoPuSyq9sI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5K-dhNMq-Hs/s72-c/PB140382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7719022512664842100</id><published>2008-11-20T17:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:43:05.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work assignments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of work'/><title type='text'>God’s provision is always on time (never advance or delayed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSYUGAsm0YI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mmd7Yi7Jm-0/s1600-h/Picture0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSYUGAsm0YI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mmd7Yi7Jm-0/s200/Picture0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270922507382608258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that I'm coping with the recent changes, I have enumerated some necessities in my mind, to mention: my transportation, my boarding house, my clothing, my food, my communication, etc. How will I acquire them being away? I have to sacrifice the extravagance of feeling sufficient in my home. I can't bring everything that I have or else I will be carrying a very heavy baggage. All I have to do is to sort out what are important. The rest, I have to be resourceful. Along the way, I have experienced that God is there to fill what I need in various ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't believe that that I have eaten my dinner with my long-time-no-see brod in Gen. Santos. I can't believe that I'm here in Alabel in the house of my high school classmate who offered this temporary accommodation.  I can't believe that I have met my former classmates in high school at the wake of the father of our classmate. What a wonderful experience that God has accomplished in this moment of my life! I know that this is not an accident. I believe that He has a purpose and has laid out everything for me. I need not worry what I will eat, where I will stay, what I will wear. He will provide everything that I need.  I have witnessed all this things happening in my life and it's always on time (if not, I might have died of hunger, cold or of whatever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I need is to acknowledge that He is mighty and able to meet my needs and I am one of His instruments to accomplish His mighty works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7719022512664842100?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7719022512664842100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7719022512664842100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7719022512664842100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7719022512664842100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/gods-provision-is-always-on-time-never.html' title='God’s provision is always on time (never advance or delayed)'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SSYUGAsm0YI/AAAAAAAAAKA/mmd7Yi7Jm-0/s72-c/Picture0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-8215966284807208366</id><published>2008-11-13T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T04:00:14.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new officemates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alabel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first day of work'/><title type='text'>My First Day in Alabel Branch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRwVCsLILbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KMOAqRcIw5s/s1600-h/Picture0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRwVCsLILbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KMOAqRcIw5s/s200/Picture0005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268108800078392754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful! I could not believe that I had made my first day in my new assignment. God provided everything for me. I was happy that I was sent by our pick-up in Gen. Santos. Edwin had a schedule to pick-up our boss so I hopped in and join the ride. Due to a different route, our driver dropped me in crossing makar and without any problem, a tricycle delivered me to Lagao Public Market where the terminal to Alabel is located. I never knew about it. I inquired from the driver how to go there and he showed me the way. Due to time constraint I decided to ride 'habal-habal', a motorcycle for hire operating without permit just to arrive immediately to my new post. Thanks God, I was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Ma'am Beth for briefing and some instructions. I was happy to see her because she was my boss then in 1999-2000 when I was assigned in Area Lending Center. It was indeed a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was introduced to Edna who further explained to me what I'm going to do. She was very amiable and accommodating. We ate lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, I tried to familiarize my tasks. Actually, it was not new to me. I was the bookkeeper then in Koronadal Morales but since I was assigned to a different position, I forgot the details of CASA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 18:05pm we went home. Sir John offered a ride to us. I ate dinner in Jollibee highway, the most convenient spot i know to take my meal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I informed Toto, my very good friend that I'm going to stay in his boarding house for the moment. Since he had some appointment, I stopped and waited for him until he came at Taps and Mix, a wifi hot spot where I'm doing this blog right now... it's cool here. Here's our pic... more news next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-8215966284807208366?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8215966284807208366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=8215966284807208366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8215966284807208366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8215966284807208366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-first-day-in-alabel-branch.html' title='My First Day in Alabel Branch'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRwVCsLILbI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/KMOAqRcIw5s/s72-c/Picture0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-2566286867051001504</id><published>2008-11-11T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:27:45.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='workplace'/><title type='text'>Moving to a new workplace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRlcuCSy42I/AAAAAAAAAJw/A8MacwGQTh0/s1600-h/P1010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRlcuCSy42I/AAAAAAAAAJw/A8MacwGQTh0/s200/P1010090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267343185145946978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to leave my present function. I have loved my work and the people around me. Although I knew about the special order of my new job, the thought of leaving sank in just this midday when I was told by my supervisor that I will be taking a new post in our Regional office. Whenever I bumped somebody in the office, they would speak to me not wanting me to go. I was really touched. How we wished that I could be with them until the Christmas Party on December. I talked to Ma'am E and the need of one branch is immediate. I was requested to hasten my turn-over of duties and responsibilities and the necessary things that go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was aboard the A Car while going to one of the branches, I felt a sense of sadness. I will never pass this way again. I will never ride this car and soon I will be leaving my security guards and my driver. They were my companions for more than two years and they have been very supportive to me. They were obedient to my instructions and they have shown great concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean, my best friend in the office repeatedly requested that I will make a visit whenever I get the chance. She told me that she will miss our going out during snack time and our camaraderie. I told her the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt the love of my officemates when they told me about the good memories we have shared, so many great moments together. I will surely miss the travels we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a constant change and it is the only permanent thing in this world. Just like any other re-assignments that I had in the past, I am looking forward to the next chapter of my work with full positiveness. I'm hopeful that my new job will bring out the best of me. I'm eager to work with other people and I will share to them what blessings God has given me.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my superiors and co-employees, goodbye is not the end. Someday we will all meet each other again at the crossroads. I'm sure we will be glad to reminisce the past. Thank you for all the kindness you have shown. I will always bring them wherever I may go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-2566286867051001504?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2566286867051001504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=2566286867051001504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2566286867051001504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/2566286867051001504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/moving-to-new-workplace.html' title='Moving to a new workplace'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SRlcuCSy42I/AAAAAAAAAJw/A8MacwGQTh0/s72-c/P1010090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4463987416161012531</id><published>2008-11-10T02:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:39:46.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table tennies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>The Secret of Winning (In Ping Pong)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was again one weekend of table tennis pastime…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I received a text message from Brod Jeff. He asked me if I was doing right so I replied that I am. Another message appeared on my phone: "Brod, we (Brod Jeff and Brod Ernie) will be going there (my home) later. Let's play table tennis." I told him to text me whenever they're coming. I was at the mall counter that time queuing to pay for the groceries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I reached home, I fixed the stuff I brought. I was preparing food for dinner when they came. I eagerly welcomed them with our usual handshake.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been a long time that Brod Ernie and I saw each other. He seldom visited us since he was assigned in Tacurong. I asked him about his wedding this coming December. He told me that it's final on the 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. We laughed at how things got to be but it's not a case of white elephant because he blurted that both of them liked each other though he said he was not ready. "It's there and I can't make another mistake." he explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ate dinner and then assembled the table and net in my garage. They played first. I did the scoring. Brod Ernie was high spirited and energetic. He played well and won in the close score decision game. I got my turn to match with the winner. I won in the decision game. When Jeff and I had our match, I wondered why I lost the first and the decision game. Was it luck? Jeff might be doing some tricks. Brod Ernie and Jeff played again this time Jeff won. Jeff and I had a rematch and I made it. Then I defeated Brod Ernie in another game as well as Brod Jeff in our third rematch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everytime we play, it is not unusual that we recall our past games. Brod Carl was with us before (He's in Oman right now.) We were always amused of how Brod Carl would react whenever he lost a game. "It's not my game. Let's just play soccer." But Brod Ernie would answer back, "Gab-i naman Brod para e-soccer! (Brod, it's already dark to play soccer!" And we would burst in laughter. He would sometimes be very conscious about the score in a close match (because the scorer sometimes got confused) and say, "Sa scoring lang ta mapirdi ba! (We can only be defeated in score!)"LOL He would also criticize a serve made that he can't get as "daya" (illegitimate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We missed Brod Carl a lot, his unique language, his being warm and transparent and his angry face when agitated of the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the end of the game, when I usually emerge as the champ they would exclaim, "Well, it's home court advantage!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"You see", I told them "Technically, I'm not expert but you lose control in the course of the game. I observed your weaknesses and then I attacked it from there. I don't care if I win or lose. I play in the spirit of sportsmanship." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Attitude plays an important part of winning, not just in a game but even in every aspect of life. Our attitudes can make or break us. They say that success or failure is a state of mind. YES, I believe it is. It is how you respond to defeat that matters. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4463987416161012531?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4463987416161012531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4463987416161012531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4463987416161012531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4463987416161012531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/secret-of-winning-in-ping-pong.html' title='The Secret of Winning (In Ping Pong)'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-5768919424487037979</id><published>2008-11-10T02:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:41:44.074-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good deeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good people'/><title type='text'>Wanted: Good People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, Friday was a busy day in the bank when a client called up. I was the one who answered the phone with my usual greetings and she was looking for our manager. I told her that our manager is not around so she asked for Ma'am R, our assistant manager. I felt something different but I never mind giving the receiver to Ma'am R. Moments passed, a lady came up to the office showing to us the receipt of her transaction. She narrated that the ATM (I was personally handling.) issued an amount more than she requested. When I heard it, my heart beat fast with a thought that an error might have occurred. What if it happened to previous transactions? I stayed calm and immediately called our monitoring team to give the information. We were thankful that our depositor was concerned and returned the excess cash. We rushed to the machine to check it. I performed the necessary operation and had determined that the machine is indeed experiencing an error. In the afternoon, when I accounted for the transaction, I was surprised that the amount returned tallied with the counters. What a great relief! If all clients were like the honest lady, there will be enough peace on earth. With this, I encourage all my readers to give out the same following. A good deed is never wasted. Sooner or later it comes back to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-5768919424487037979?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5768919424487037979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=5768919424487037979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5768919424487037979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5768919424487037979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanted-good-people.html' title='Wanted: Good People'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4621753466365696531</id><published>2008-11-10T02:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:42:56.802-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batchoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relaxation'/><title type='text'>Batchoy Time at Hapit Anay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Wednesday, Jean and I had an enjoyable 'food trip' experience. It was Jean's treat for me. We went to 'Hapit Anay' just a block away from our office. She ordered batchoy, a Filipino dish made up of pancit miki (noodles) with delectable spices and meat and a super hot 'sabaw'(soup). We partnered it with freshly baked pandesal she bought from KCC. When the food was served, we quickly added soy sauce to suit our taste. Presto! Few words came up from our busy mouth until we finished eating. What's more interesting about it? It only costs P25 and it's already special. We even bought one serve 'to go' for our officemates, they shared it to five of them (I wonder how did that happen?) and they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We'll it dawned on me that to be happy, it's not the price that counts most. The company of my good friend can really light up a stressful day. Knowing somebody I can share my thoughts and feelings is one in a million and I'm glad I found one. When I feel stupid, I can be stupid and being with somebody who understands, it doesn't bother.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4621753466365696531?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4621753466365696531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4621753466365696531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4621753466365696531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4621753466365696531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/batchoy-time-at-hapit-anay.html' title='Batchoy Time at Hapit Anay'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-5433451439237293336</id><published>2008-11-05T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:53:52.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lambat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love ones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koronadal Valley Eternal Garden'/><title type='text'>Just flashing back...</title><content type='html'>Jose, one of my brods visited here in Koronadal for STEP, a school activity which I later knew to be the present name of FHP/FFP during our time. Jeff texted me so eventhough I got home already, I went out and met them at Lambat. Later, we went to a disco at Galaxy Galeria. It was my first time being there. We had a lot of fun, not minding that the following day was still a working day. Taking time to relax was the spur of the moment so we took it as it is 'coz tomorrow will be a different day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        oooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is already finished. I hit my target to visit the grave of Brod Toto Erle in Golden Valley Memorial Garden. I met there my Ms. Lorlyn, my officemate who was with her family and friends. She celebrated her birthday so it was really a good thing. She gave me something to eat. After the rain (as expected every Nov. 1) I went to Koronadal Valley Eternal Garden where my Lola, Ate Cat, my cousin and some of our relatives were buried. When I got there, I met Papang. Auntie Ebing, Omar, Cheska, Noynoy, Iza and Jap Jap were already at the tent. We hopped around and met other kins. We ate dinner, Mamang came later. We lighted candles at the graves of our relatives and friends buried in that same ground in recollection of their lives before. Time flies... some years ago, some of them were with us commemorating the celebration of All Saints Day. We can't hold time but their memories will always remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        oooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work again... time to refresh my mind of the daily routine. This work gives me bread and butter. I will do it to the best of my ability.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-5433451439237293336?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5433451439237293336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=5433451439237293336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5433451439237293336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5433451439237293336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-flashbacking.html' title='Just flashing back...'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-9094683008430474474</id><published>2008-10-30T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:51:21.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all saints day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>everyday is a blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeSEZDN0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hq_KAIH_7-k/s1600-h/P3291319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeSEZDN0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hq_KAIH_7-k/s400/P3291319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262911672812779330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeR1noS9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/uCft7JnNrjw/s1600-h/P3291318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeR1noS9I/AAAAAAAAAJg/uCft7JnNrjw/s400/P3291318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262911668847397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeRRmlvMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DrkgAtd2VEQ/s1600-h/P3291317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeRRmlvMI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DrkgAtd2VEQ/s400/P3291317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262911659179359426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeRNDo0II/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XN7f_cVJ90M/s1600-h/P3291315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeRNDo0II/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XN7f_cVJ90M/s400/P3291315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262911657959018626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeQipPncI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f2VnQpEvN1E/s1600-h/P3291316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeQipPncI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f2VnQpEvN1E/s400/P3291316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262911646574026178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. It is said that life is like a mist. It can disappear at any time. Such thought can make me feel shiver. What if God will take me now? Will I 'live happily ever after' in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Todos los santos', 'Araw ng mga patay', Halloween or All saints day is fast approaching. That would be two days from now. Here in my country, it is celebrated with so much thoughtfulness and anticipation. Every November 1, people go to various cemetery to visit their dead loved ones. They bring food and drinks and surely reunite with relatives and long time friends who visit at the same time. It is an occasion that you will see old faces you've missed. Everybody is busy with career, family and business so, it's really a chance to meet them as everybody takes slow and sit for a moment to recall all the family and relatives who have already passed over to the other side.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall, when I was young, my friends and I go to the cemetery every Nov. 1. If not together, we would just agree to meet at a certain spot, mostly at the grave of someone we know. We would light a candle and from there we roam to other graves and do the same. Many of our friends, relatives and acquaintances would offer food-"kakanin" as we fondly call it and known to be the kind of food prepared for the occasion. Sometimes, we would also hop houses of our classmates. It was my joyful recollection of All Saints/Souls Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of the latter time, the grave of my lola Meling and my cousin Ate Cat were among the 'must be' graves to visit. My lola nursed me when I was young while my Ate Cat had been with us in most family occasions. I have happy thoughts of them and they will always remain in my memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming November 1, I want to visit Brod Toto Erle. He died 11 years ago in Iligan. The news came to us in MSU Gen. Santos while we were waiting to march for our graduation. We were shocked about his passing. The brods and sis who knew the incident gathered together at his wake. After that I wasn't able to visit him. We were roommates in the dormitory during our second year college. One time we discussed about death and who will be saved. There were things we didn't agree. He said that we will just know it when we die. Funny how we ended our discussion. In my mind a thought plays perhaps he now know the answer to our questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is certain. We don't know the time when and where we will meet our Creator. I've shared to Brod Erle this verse in the Bible : For God so love the world that He gave his only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life." John 3:16 I have memorized this verse by heart. It makes all the difference in my life. Knowing that God is there, I'm sure that Jesus died for me and paid all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this Halloween be not only an ordinary passing of event but a reminder that we are all like mist in the air. Anytime we can go to the other side. Be ready!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-9094683008430474474?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/9094683008430474474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=9094683008430474474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9094683008430474474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/9094683008430474474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/everyday-is-blessing.html' title='everyday is a blessing'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQmeSEZDN0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hq_KAIH_7-k/s72-c/P3291319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1697184046804449462</id><published>2008-10-27T01:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:49:49.420-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greehouse gasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree planting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='global warming'/><title type='text'>Global warming: A Threat to Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPb_-58NI/AAAAAAAAAII/rojDobUGiA4/s1600-h/Kiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPbkJ3RZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CAMa9lmM6uQ/s320/me_treeplanting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261769443376579986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPbJPyC6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/m4CsBn0HIB0/s1600-h/P8090081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPbJPyC6I/AAAAAAAAAHw/m4CsBn0HIB0/s320/P8090081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261769436153645986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPa1WUZJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SBJg9Um1g54/s1600-h/P8090087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPa1WUZJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/SBJg9Um1g54/s320/P8090087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261769430812353682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMpkI6cgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/w3DAXEHUfV8/s1600-h/P8090088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMpI9bygI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NolprRrIsuk/s320/Scan10005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261766378059975170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMpEiuOlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eUXP3SVOv0Y/s1600-h/Scan10006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMpEiuOlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/eUXP3SVOv0Y/s320/Scan10006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261766376874195538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMoo954eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pAXfRdrnsOw/s1600-h/Scan10007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWMoo954eI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pAXfRdrnsOw/s320/Scan10007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261766369472012770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you heard of global warming? I'm sure you did.  Do you understand what is it? Well, it is the warming of our planet. Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This has made me to investigate further for if indeed it will affect our lives, it is one question we have to give importance. Not only that, we are already experiencing its effects. We just don't notice or know that it is already global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Global warming is the &lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;measurable increases in the average temperature of Earth's atmosphere, oceans, and landmasses. Scientists believe Earth is currently facing a period of rapid warming brought on by rising levels of heat-trapping gases, known as greenhouse gases, in the atmosphere. These greenhouse gases are carbon dioxide, methane and nitrous oxide.&lt;/span&gt; G&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;reenhouse gases retain the radiant energy (heat) provided to Earth by the Sun in a process known as the greenhouse effect. Greenhouse gases occur naturally, and without them the planet would be too cold to sustain life as we know it. Since the beginning of the Industrial Revolution in the mid-1700s, however, human activities have added more and more of these gases into the atmosphere. For example, levels of carbon dioxide, a powerful greenhouse gas, have risen by 35 percent since 1750, largely from the burning of fossil fuels such as coal, oil, and natural gas. With more greenhouse gases in the mix, the atmosphere acts like a thickening blanket and traps more heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;The result: The melting of polar ice caps causing ocean levels to rise flooding coastal areas. It could also affect weather patterns causing, among other problems, prolonged drought or increased flooding in some of the world's leading agricultural regions.&lt;span style='font-family:Times New Roman'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;In our own little way, we can help solve this problem. Let us preserve and plant more trees. We should spread awareness in our society about reduction of greenhouse gases emission. The use of plant derived fuels like ethanol and biodiesel should be encouraged.&lt;/span&gt; Working out a plan to promote energy-saving fluorescent light bulbs instead of less-efficient incandescent light bulbs is beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our institution, during anniversary celebration has promoted tree planting activities all over the country. Here in Koronadal City, more than two months ago, we did it in Brgy. Carpenter Hill. Last year, we planted more seedlings in Bentung Sulit, Polomolok. It was a simple, funny yet worthy and united activity for Mother Earth… saving lives.&lt;span style='font-family:Times New Roman; font-size:12pt'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1697184046804449462?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1697184046804449462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1697184046804449462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1697184046804449462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1697184046804449462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/global-warming-threat-to-life.html' title='Global warming: A Threat to Life'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWPb_-58NI/AAAAAAAAAII/rojDobUGiA4/s72-c/Kiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-428219710186254496</id><published>2008-10-27T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:52:35.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake sebu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='venue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scenic place'/><title type='text'>Lake Sebu, Like No Other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWJXodpMcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/r4zgWo79Yic/s1600-h/P7290524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGD2NEtOI/AAAAAAAAAF8/f6ZrTxSq-2k/s320/P1010234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261759140300371170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGDkKrNWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Czzt9DZ_PtY/s1600-h/P1010233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGDkKrNWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Czzt9DZ_PtY/s320/P1010233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261759135458473314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGDFPk-aI/AAAAAAAAAFs/D-5hNddyLi4/s1600-h/P1010231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGDFPk-aI/AAAAAAAAAFs/D-5hNddyLi4/s320/P1010231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261759127157537186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGCxaJSfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-2wCViIotMc/s1600-h/P1010230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGCxaJSfI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-2wCViIotMc/s320/P1010230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261759121833150962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGCr6fDAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s2gztUS2Ie0/s1600-h/P1010217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWGCr6fDAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/s2gztUS2Ie0/s320/P1010217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261759120358181890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cool breeze of the air, the fascinating view, the simplicity of life, the unique culture of its people – they all make Lake Sebu an interesting place to visit in Mindanao. Located in a mountainous part of South Cotabato, the place became the top tourist destination especially during summer. Being there, you can relax and unwind away from the complexities of city life.  Because of the cool climate, the rooms for rent are naturally cold. Flowering plants are flourishing and you can see them in bright, glowing colors. The placid lake and the mountains from afar create a beautiful backdrop for pictorials. There are Jeepneys and Vans for hire to send you to venues where you want to stay. Accommodation is not a problem because it's affordable.  Getting there is easy as the roads are already concrete. From Koronadal, we travelled passing by Banga and Surallah for about an hour and a half. There are some locals who offer hand made accessories for souvenir. Some ethnic groups perform their traditional songs and dances. Last year, our branch planning became special simply because we made Lake Sebu as our venue. We stayed at the Hidden Garden and enjoyed native and tilapia dishes. After our planning session, we never missed out taking pictures and sight seeing. Due to time constraint, we were not able to visit the seven falls. It will surely be a reason to go back in Lake Sebu on a different occasion because Lake Sebu is a place like no other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-428219710186254496?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/428219710186254496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=428219710186254496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/428219710186254496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/428219710186254496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/lake-sebu-like-no-other.html' title='Lake Sebu, Like No Other'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQWJXodpMcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/r4zgWo79Yic/s72-c/P7290524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-5955037671523491456</id><published>2008-10-22T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:28:50.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crocodile show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thailand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floating market'/><title type='text'>Breaking Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KAQ8nzI/AAAAAAAAACo/vQNurONcWx0/s1600-h/At_sch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KAQ8nzI/AAAAAAAAACo/vQNurONcWx0/s320/At_sch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259920862638546738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KS71KuI/AAAAAAAAACw/UgYnvAw85ms/s1600-h/meal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KS71KuI/AAAAAAAAACw/UgYnvAw85ms/s320/meal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259920867650251490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KvEcxdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AFfVWj1J9YY/s1600-h/P6160027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KvEcxdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AFfVWj1J9YY/s320/P6160027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259920875202594258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KpEwD6I/AAAAAAAAADA/BfhawIt-7To/s1600-h/arr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KpEwD6I/AAAAAAAAADA/BfhawIt-7To/s320/arr2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259920873593245602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-K2fGVYI/AAAAAAAAADI/d65aN6M5ILk/s1600-h/Temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-K2fGVYI/AAAAAAAAADI/d65aN6M5ILk/s320/Temple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259920877193418114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NTID8OI/AAAAAAAAACA/4ymyHD1RqZ4/s1600-h/elephant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NTID8OI/AAAAAAAAACA/4ymyHD1RqZ4/s320/elephant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919819729531106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79Nd5HoOI/AAAAAAAAACI/lg-SgVBemy0/s1600-h/fmarket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79Nd5HoOI/AAAAAAAAACI/lg-SgVBemy0/s320/fmarket.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919822619648226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NjWyT7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/jRseyyRCY1E/s1600-h/pond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NjWyT7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/jRseyyRCY1E/s320/pond.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919824086257586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NkQELdI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jv5wB9DXYtQ/s1600-h/Abode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79NkQELdI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jv5wB9DXYtQ/s320/Abode.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919824326503890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79Nu5BYdI/AAAAAAAAACg/g9GXYNjswVM/s1600-h/With_Mr_Williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP79Nu5BYdI/AAAAAAAAACg/g9GXYNjswVM/s320/With_Mr_Williams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259919827182641618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Visiting Thailand was one of the trips I am so grateful. It did not only let me experience to sojourn in a foreign land for the very first time but it also opened an opportunity for me to see the bigger picture of the world and the bigger picture of my family tree.&lt;br /&gt;     It was my first time to wander in a place of different culture, language and beliefs, my first time to see and ride a real elephant, my first time to eat dragon fruit, my first time to travel internationally, my first time to see a real tiger, my first time to see a tamed crocodile and so many firsts. I am amused to hear people greet "sawadikap" or "sawadika" everytime they see each other. Such gesture was a sign of respect. I've met some new friends and acquaintance too from different places.&lt;br /&gt;     Indeed, the world was bigger than I perceived it to be. Far from my native land was a different world, having a different currency - Thailand Baht, a left traffic orientation and a monarchy. Dawn, my niece and I visited some of their tourist attractions - floating market where traders exchange goods in the river, samphran elephant ground where elephants dance, play soccer and entertain tourists, King's park where families can  gather and enjoy the scenic landscape. We watched a colorful cultural presentation showcasing Thailand's culture and traditions and a thrilling crocodile show. Thailand is a progressive country. It has lots of infrastructures and it's keeping pace with technology.&lt;br /&gt;     More important than any other things, I have met some of my relatives for the first time - Ate Evelyn, my cousin is working together with her sister Ate Erlyn in an Adventist International School. They had with them their immediate family allowing me to meet my nieces and nephews personally. They are well-educated and doing good in school. I met Ranjan, Ate Evelyn's husband. He is a good family man and has raised his family close together. &lt;br /&gt;     Time was so short for a very interesting vacation. We bid farewell but my travel has given me a wonderful experience that I will always reminisce in my memory. It was a realization of my dream to have a break in a different country and yes, dreams do come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-5955037671523491456?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5955037671523491456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=5955037671523491456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5955037671523491456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/5955037671523491456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/breaking-far.html' title='Breaking Far'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SP7-KAQ8nzI/AAAAAAAAACo/vQNurONcWx0/s72-c/At_sch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-3754196758538970422</id><published>2008-10-17T03:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:06:05.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Brod Jeff’s Birthday Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvv1Yqm4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/lxPt4wWuRfs/s1600-h/P9250205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvv1Yqm4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/lxPt4wWuRfs/s320/P9250205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258075432530123650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvu_FBjLI/AAAAAAAAABg/OQRaVyGwJTU/s1600-h/Jeff_joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvu_FBjLI/AAAAAAAAABg/OQRaVyGwJTU/s320/Jeff_joy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258075417952226482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvu6J6qII/AAAAAAAAABo/QgoiYww6Xdg/s1600-h/Water_basketball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvu6J6qII/AAAAAAAAABo/QgoiYww6Xdg/s320/Water_basketball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258075416630569090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvvv2i19I/AAAAAAAAABw/J2kkDtPPbjY/s1600-h/Group2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvvv2i19I/AAAAAAAAABw/J2kkDtPPbjY/s320/Group2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258075431044831186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Brod Jeff's 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday at Agua Frio Garden Resort last Sept. 25, 2008. It was a day late to his actual birthday which is Sept. 24. It was a happy occasion where our small group here in Koronadal had gathered once again and bonded with each other. It was also an opportunity to meet some new friends from Gen. Santos – Pie and Gerson. They were amiable and fun to be with. Present in the occasion were Sis Tere, Sis Mafe, Brod Tim, Dennis, Sheila, Brod Jeff, Joy and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Agua Frio is a 5-minute ride away from the boarding house of my Brod. We get there by a tricycle. It has a swimming pool and cottages just right for what we needed – a place for our simple get-together. It was already dark when we arrived there. At first, I thought the weather will prevent us from having a good time but fortunately the gloomy sky turned fine.  We had our dinner after few minutes setting up the table. We played basketball in the pool where a ring stands at the middle. It was a lot of fun and excitement. It gave us the feeling that there's a child inside of us.&lt;br /&gt;      Brod Jeff and Joy had spent together in the pool for a while making most of the moments to last. The birthday boy had so much fun and were so blessed of him because he is really a nice guy. &lt;br /&gt;      Thanks brod for always being there for us! I'm happy 'coz you always find time that we can be together with our brothers and sisters.  You have done a great job. Thank you for making us a part of your life. Just remember that we are always here for you in times of need. Happy Birthday Brod Jeff! I wish all the best for you. Take Care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-3754196758538970422?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3754196758538970422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=3754196758538970422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3754196758538970422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3754196758538970422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/brod-jeffs-birthday-bash.html' title='Brod Jeff’s Birthday Bash'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SPhvv1Yqm4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/lxPt4wWuRfs/s72-c/P9250205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-4112919170449923317</id><published>2008-10-16T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:39:10.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><title type='text'>Friendship never ends</title><content type='html'>College days have gone past. But they are important part of my present. I'm glad because even today is entirely different from yesterday, I can recall great memories to last a lifetime, most especially of my friends who happened to be my classmates in the university where I studied, in Mindanao State University.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are Stephanny &amp; Miguel. They invited me last Sunday, Oct. 12, 2008 in the baptismal of their unica hija, Chachi in St. Michael Church in Gen. Santos City. It was a great day of reuniting after long years of not seeing each other. I'm so happy for them because they have made it to be together and now having a child to rear. I know their story as both of them were close to me since then. We started on the same ground in preparing for our careers. We have shared in times when our pockets were empty and our subjects were difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough time flies, it's as if nothing had changed the way we treat each other, so warm and very cordial. We are still same friends who share so many things about life. The topics may be different but the concern is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are always friends no matter how far the distance and how time keeps turning. I feel so blessed because I was given true friends like them. Surely, circumstances may change but one thing for sure our friendship will never end. It will just add and relationships will be strengthened. Congratulations Kumpareng Miguel and Kumareng Fanny! May you guide Chachi to be the best that she can be with  your fervent prayers. For Chachi, I wish her success in her life now that she is christened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-4112919170449923317?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4112919170449923317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=4112919170449923317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4112919170449923317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/4112919170449923317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/friendship-never-ends.html' title='Friendship never ends'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-7019799709911598876</id><published>2008-10-10T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:45:09.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tough times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior citizens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selfless love'/><title type='text'>Tough Times</title><content type='html'>My family is experiencing difficulties right now, with the confinement of my older sister in the hospital. Aside from financial concerns, we are disturbed of her condition as she was diagnosed of Diabetes Ketoacidosis resulting to metabolic imbalance affecting nerves and microcirculation. She exhibited pre-coma conditions. Fortunately, she was transferred to another hospital in Gen. Santos City where she was examined and treated immediately. After few hours, she regained consciousness and was able to communicate with us. We were surprised of her recovery. We were informed that there were some mistakes the way she was handled in the previous hospital, perhaps due to limited knowledge of the former doctor about her condition. However, such practice was so disappointing. I could think a lot of things and persons to blame. That includes my sister who was not responsible for her actions when we were informed that she ate the prohibited foods relating to her disorder. But blaming wouldn't help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough times come when you least expect it. What hurts me most is the fact that my senior citizen parents have been disturbed. But parents are parents. This has made me proud of them because when they should be enjoying their later years, they are still supportive to us particularly to my sick sibling. I pray that God will continue to touch their lives because without them, who will give the same care only parents can offer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-7019799709911598876?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7019799709911598876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=7019799709911598876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7019799709911598876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/7019799709911598876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/tough-times.html' title='Tough Times'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-1179410278305232249</id><published>2008-10-09T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T04:39:27.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moral lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preparedness'/><title type='text'>One Day at a Time</title><content type='html'>Living one day at a time can be very simple but somehow hard to follow. I seem to rush every time I do some tasks. That's why I forget some important things. I'm always being pushed to really go fast forgetting to savor the moment. I could not blame myself because I got used to it since I was young. I cram in my schedules and it amazes me sometimes how I survived during those situations. I'm good at beating the red light but I know the dangers of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have experienced how preparedness brought me peace and confidence. Being calm and relax have taught me a lot of lessons. It has kept me to be patient and forgiving. Although in my mind, I have conceived that to be fast and being first gives me an edge; to some extent, no. I have discovered that winning is not only being fast and strong. It can be more than that. It is still good doing things one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-1179410278305232249?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1179410278305232249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=1179410278305232249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1179410278305232249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/1179410278305232249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-day-at-time.html' title='One Day at a Time'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-3377620336098972271</id><published>2008-10-03T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:45:10.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muslim holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koronadal city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mindanao'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idil pitir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war in mindanao'/><title type='text'>Muslim Holiday: IDIL PITIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SOw5FXFFwQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/16fApQtbuME/s1600-h/100308_1123_MuslimHolid1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SOw5FXFFwQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/16fApQtbuME/s320/100308_1123_MuslimHolid1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254637629492019458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is one of the landmarks here in Koronadal, "The Rounball", a guide that points to different cities and municipalities connecting the parts of Mindanao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 1, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;Today is declared holiday by the President in observance of the last day of Ramadan or fasting of Muslims in the Philippines. For us Christians, we respect their celebration because it is their freedom to worship and exercise their beliefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;It is good to know that Muslims are given the chance nationwide to perform their religious activities. It is one way of showing that we are in a free country where Muslims and Christians can co-exist and live in peace. For a long time, war in Mindanao has been a problem for the government. But this kind of war should not be construed to be a religious conflict because it is entirely different. Actually there is no problem with being a Christian or a Muslim because the right to worship is provided in our constitution. We are all brothers and sisters and as Filipinos, we should not prevent anybody whether Christian, Muslim, Taoist, Buddhist, etc. to freely exercise the freedom to worship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;The freedom to worship as provided by our constitution does not require a particular god to be worshipped. Yes, there are differences in our beliefs and practices because we have different religions and interpretations but let us be aware that in any religious order, the basic foundation is love. Deep in the bottom of our hearts is the discernment of love against hate. If there is one thing I have learned from studying in Mindanao State University, a free campus where Christians and Muslims study, that is the understanding that rather than discussing the many differences we have, let us take into consideration the similarities in our beliefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;One of the similarities we have is the fact that we are all human beings. We are not animals. There is only One who created us. We are rational. To act against one's welfare is against human rights. The rights we have given in our constitution are all based on the Divine Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;Brian Adams in his book How To Succeed has written that the Golden Rule is the same in all Holy Books. Let us look at these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style='margin-left: 54pt'&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;CHRISTIANITY    : All things whatsoever you would that men should do to you, do you even so to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;ISLAM        : No one of you is a believer until he desires for his brother that which he desires for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;JUDAISM        : What is hurtful to yourself, do not to your fellowman. That is the whole law, the rest is commentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;BRAHMANISM    : This is the sum of duty: Do naught unto others which would cause you pain, if done unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;BUDDHISM        : Hurt not other in ways that you yourself finds hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;CONFUCIANISM    : Do not unto others what you would not have them do unto you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style='text-align: justify'&gt;TAOISM        : Regard your neighbor's gain as your own gain; and you neighbor's loss as your own loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;Indeed, they bear similarity that is to love our fellowmen in the same way we love ourselves. When we do something good to our brothers without prejudice, we will feel the real peace within ourselves. Peace in Mindanao is so elusive because somehow the real root of insurgency is not cured. To attribute this kind of war to differences in beliefs is superficial for deep down lies a "cancer" that threatens not only the Philippine government but even the smallest unit of our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: justify'&gt;We are so blessed here in Mindanao because we have not experienced the blows of calamities unlike in other parts of our country however; the pace to move forward is slow due to existing war. Let's start to get up in the slumber of pitiful fate of Mindanaoans. Let's bring real peace to grow in the once known as Land of Promise and make Mindanao soar like it never did before. I urge the different parties of war to give peace a chance so that we can take off.  Let's drop bombs of challenge to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-3377620336098972271?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3377620336098972271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=3377620336098972271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3377620336098972271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/3377620336098972271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/muslim-holiday-idil-pitir.html' title='Muslim Holiday: IDIL PITIR'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SOw5FXFFwQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/16fApQtbuME/s72-c/100308_1123_MuslimHolid1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-8601155031802964904</id><published>2008-09-29T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:35:12.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring idea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversations'/><title type='text'>STORIES OF MY FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    As I went driving home from freshwater station around 11:30pm of March 3, 2008, I was trying to recall the conversation I had with my friend Jun Fresco, whom I also consider as my business mentor. We talked a lot of things from have-beens to what's up and future plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    I'm glad to have the chance to talk with him that time in as much as he's always out of the country working as a seaman, his main business. Being friends, we used to share ideas. His stories were something that I really pondered because they bear significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    From our conversation, he has told me the story of hidden opportunities. He narrated that opportunities are everywhere for man to tap. Since it was not used and being neglected, the opportunities gathered and talk among themselves. They decided to keep themselves from people. They planned to be hidden at the heart of the ocean but there's a thought that it can be dove by a great diver. Another option was to hide it at the top of the highest mountain but they were hesitant that it can be climbed by the great mountaineer. So, afraid to be discovered, they decided to be hidden right at the very being of man. If a man will have to search for opportunity, he will realize that that is there inside of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    He also told me about the quality on an eagle. Unlike any bird, an eagle flies alone soaring great heights. You cannot see them flock because an eagle is like a leader who is able to make big things even alone. He can act alone and not afraid to fly high. He sees everything up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;    He also mentioned about taking action right away of the ideas that we encounter. Even simple ideas can grow if we allow ourselves to move. I see this when he jumped into making the &lt;a href="http://www.seajobstreet.com/"&gt;www.seajobstreet.com&lt;/a&gt;. This was a very simple yet great idea when put into reality. I remember when he first shared this to me. I told myself, "Huh! That's something difficult." But I myself has seen the realization of his dream being the creator of the now growing &lt;a href="http://www.seajobstreet.com/"&gt;www.seajobstreet.com&lt;/a&gt;. Indeed, he has made his dream possible because he believed that he can do it. It was his passion being a mariner to help his fellow seaman to be close to employers and agencies. Now his website can now be accessed by anybody most especially of his same profession. His idea can be thought by anybody but nobody acted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-8601155031802964904?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8601155031802964904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=8601155031802964904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8601155031802964904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/8601155031802964904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/09/stories-of-my-friend.html' title='STORIES OF MY FRIEND'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7656160093364900043.post-6211795268127621374</id><published>2008-09-28T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:10:03.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racial discrimination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gangs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american history X'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie reviews'/><title type='text'>Reaction on American History X: To be racial or to be not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SOxAKDdL71I/AAAAAAAAAA4/oDgdpAP5WsY/s1600-h/photoedward2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SOxAKDdL71Ihttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.photo.gif/AAAAAAAAAA4/oDgdpAP5WsY/s320/photoedward2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254645406705119058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_client = "pub-3342820446893701";&lt;br /&gt;/* 728x90, created 10/3/08 */&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_slot = "6903898484";&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_width = 728;&lt;br /&gt;google_ad_height = 90;&lt;br /&gt;//--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&lt;br /&gt;src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;                  I have watched the movie American History X recently. It's a story of hatred for black people by the whites particularly Derek, the main actor of the film. It started when his father was murdered by some black individuals but towards the end of the movie, his younger brother Danny told that Derek's anger was only heightened when their father was killed. For Danny, the racial issue started over a discussion during meal time when their father cautioned them of the black people. Their father cited some instances where black people were given the priority over the whites. This insight has influenced the way Derek perceived things about the blacks and other races. Derek's biases had caused him to murder some black individuals who went into their premises and broke his car. Eventually, Derek was imprisoned while Danny continued to uphold the negative prejudices against the blacks. In the prison cell, Derek has experienced a new environment. There were black and white prisoners of different cases. He worked inside with a black inmate who made things meaningful for him but he was raped by some white men. This incident has totally changed his views. When Derek got out of the prison through the help of Mr. Sweeney, a black policeman, he wanted to change things for his family. He became responsible and told Danny about his experiences inside the prison and the reason he wanted to quit in their organization against the black. He was doing this because he realized that his family is important to him most specially his brother Danny who looks up to him with great regard. Things turned out tragically when Danny was shot by a black student who feels the same way against the white. It's so ironical that Danny's death happened when Derek was determined to alter his hatred towards the black people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;              It can be drawn from this movie that racism is demeaning. Racial discrimination defeats rational thinking. Whatever race we have doesn't matter much on how we should deal with humanity. To be racial is to accuse falsely the person based on biases and not on truth. It is generalizing things based on few examples that are not true to all. Let us remember that in every race there is good and bad. To determine this is not in the part of the racial sense. Racism is an express way to hate and hate is indeed a baggage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7656160093364900043-6211795268127621374?l=greatfortitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6211795268127621374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7656160093364900043&amp;postID=6211795268127621374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6211795268127621374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7656160093364900043/posts/default/6211795268127621374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greatfortitude.blogspot.com/2008/09/reaction-on-american-history-x-to-be.html' title='Reaction on American History X: To be racial or to be not'/><author><name>HENRY CASERES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00417610211293839909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ZZMKOWVciw/SQGo0rXYYuI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hIYMO2OsPlI/S220/Burberry_22.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
