A New Journey
Welcome to our weblog or blog for short. It's a great place to visit and chat with former nursing school classmates.
Come share memories of the past. Come share the happenings of the present.
Here's to rekindling old friendships and forging new ones!
What are you waiting for? Ready... Set... Post!
Come share memories of the past. Come share the happenings of the present.
Here's to rekindling old friendships and forging new ones!
What are you waiting for? Ready... Set... Post!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Start Planning Now for 2010 Reunion
Doubts of coming to the reunion? You are not alone. Me too! I was resolving to loose weight, get a liposuction, tummy tuck, face lift and general tune up but none of that has happened yet. But my desire to see my friends and classmates overcomes the desire to look beautiful. What the heck, let it all hang out as Maxine would say. So my dear friends, prepare to see me as I am "au Naturale" and please try not to flinch when you see me...hi..hi...hiiiiii
Friday, November 21, 2008
BLESSED
WE ARE ALL BLESSED
Dear friends and classmates, for some days now I spent my time in an internet café here in my home town in Meycauayan for my pc is down. I have no laptop. It is 5:30 PM here. Now, I am beside a mother with 2 very young girls, 4 and 6 years old girls who are talking with their father where the 4 yr. old girl is talking so loud that conversations with her father reverberates inside the café for the girl thinks her father couldn’t hear her well if she didn’t speak loud. The father is an OFW (Overseas Filipino Worker). Beside a young lady who is talking on cam with a foreigner finding love and hoping for a good future. Young girls and boys all in friendster venues looking for that magic that will come into their lives and whisk them all off to a land where promise lives and hoping to sleep in a bed of roses. A staff of dirty politician who is making tons of posters saying “ Mayor blank.. blank..blank ay taos pusong nagpapasalamat sa inyong suporta blah..blah” Students doing assignments for they have no computer and printing is expensive. If you could hear the conversations of the young lady talking with a foreigner and trying to speak with the “twang”, she will look laughable. I only feel sadness, for this café is a symbolism of pinoy socio-cultural status. Compared to the present social status of these about 30 pinoys; daughters of nightingale, class 1978 are in better social rank and status, definitely. Our problems are minute compared to what all these people faces and must resolve. Finding future. Searching for a little convenience. That is much to ask in this country but not overthere. All these people are searching for good luck. Wishing and praying for good fortune. Whatever our lot is, definitely we have more and what is left for us to do is count our blessings. Forgive me to use our blog as my angst, social commentary basket . Ang mga pinoy na ito ay umaamot ng kapiyangot na pag-asa sa internet, nakikipag-usap sa pamilya , and the voice of this little girl besides me who screams aloud “ papa, nakikita mo ba ako?” She has to scream loud for she thinks her father couldn’t hear her and hurry for she has only an hour to spend in the computer , and that hour costs Php 20.00 , the current dollar exchange now is Php 46.00 to a dollar. I am sharing this with you for we have more than many here in the country. We have so much, so very much. What is left for us to do is count our blessings. I am very thankful to be part of class 1978. Perhaps, this is God’s message to me this thanksgiving day, count my blessings, for I am blessed. We are all blessed. Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of you, with gratitude in my hearts. Julie
Dear friends and classmates, for some days now I spent my time in an internet café here in my home town in Meycauayan for my pc is down. I have no laptop. It is 5:30 PM here. Now, I am beside a mother with 2 very young girls, 4 and 6 years old girls who are talking with their father where the 4 yr. old girl is talking so loud that conversations with her father reverberates inside the café for the girl thinks her father couldn’t hear her well if she didn’t speak loud. The father is an OFW (Overseas Filipino Worker). Beside a young lady who is talking on cam with a foreigner finding love and hoping for a good future. Young girls and boys all in friendster venues looking for that magic that will come into their lives and whisk them all off to a land where promise lives and hoping to sleep in a bed of roses. A staff of dirty politician who is making tons of posters saying “ Mayor blank.. blank..blank ay taos pusong nagpapasalamat sa inyong suporta blah..blah” Students doing assignments for they have no computer and printing is expensive. If you could hear the conversations of the young lady talking with a foreigner and trying to speak with the “twang”, she will look laughable. I only feel sadness, for this café is a symbolism of pinoy socio-cultural status. Compared to the present social status of these about 30 pinoys; daughters of nightingale, class 1978 are in better social rank and status, definitely. Our problems are minute compared to what all these people faces and must resolve. Finding future. Searching for a little convenience. That is much to ask in this country but not overthere. All these people are searching for good luck. Wishing and praying for good fortune. Whatever our lot is, definitely we have more and what is left for us to do is count our blessings. Forgive me to use our blog as my angst, social commentary basket . Ang mga pinoy na ito ay umaamot ng kapiyangot na pag-asa sa internet, nakikipag-usap sa pamilya , and the voice of this little girl besides me who screams aloud “ papa, nakikita mo ba ako?” She has to scream loud for she thinks her father couldn’t hear her and hurry for she has only an hour to spend in the computer , and that hour costs Php 20.00 , the current dollar exchange now is Php 46.00 to a dollar. I am sharing this with you for we have more than many here in the country. We have so much, so very much. What is left for us to do is count our blessings. I am very thankful to be part of class 1978. Perhaps, this is God’s message to me this thanksgiving day, count my blessings, for I am blessed. We are all blessed. Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of you, with gratitude in my hearts. Julie
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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