Sunday, July 31, 2011

To my Dearest Papa

The man who scooped me up whenever I fell asleep in front of the tv and put me in our bed. It just felt good knowing that you Papa would take care of me no matter what.
      I was a timid child. For all that, I am sure I was also obstinate, as children are. I am sure that Mama spoiled me too, but I cannot believe I was particularly difficult to manage; I cannot believe that a kindly word, a quiet taking by the hand, a friendly look, could not have got me to do anything that was wanted of me. Now you are, after all, basically a charitable and kindhearted person, but not every child has the endurance. You can treat a child only in the way you yourself are constituted, with vigor, noise, and hot temper, and in this case such behavior seemed to you to be also most appropriate because you wanted to bring me up to be a strong, brave girl.    
     Though I may not always know how to show that I also care but in simple ways I did. Mama always ask me if I am your wife because until now I sleep beside you and Mama sleeps in the other room. Because I want to be by your side even if I am now 18 years of age.
    I look up you as my hero, in your unique ways I learned how to compromise. In your kindness always shows, you are like an angel in disguise. Though we are not that well off but you and Mama always do something to buy all our needs. 
    Whenever I am sick, you are always there to take good care of me and to buy my medicines sometimes. After I graduated High School I tried to apply some scholarships in order to help you and Mama to pay my school bills. Luckily, I had passed it because I have strength and passion to pass it because of you. I know that you also find some difficulties in processing my scholarship papers but all that were paid off.
   I promise that I will study harder to achieve my goals in life. You know that I have so many dreams to be achieve but all of that dreams , Papa you are my inspiration.
                          I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER ! 


Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Life is like Dancing

      Can you think of yourself as a dancer? You might think you have to be a 'born' dancer, but try to get past that impression. Close your eyes and picture yourself in front of a huge stage and you want it so badly. Picture that stage as being your life. Today, that stage is with huge crowd. You, as the dancer, can choose to have whatever music you want. You can choose your favorite song or modern songs.
       
     Play the song you have chosen and play it as loud as you want. Raise your arms and begin to have some moves as freely and gleefully as you can. Picture the movements of your body just the way you want it to be. Be generous with your steps.  Don't worry about it being perfect . . . just do want you want with it. Satisfaction is the perfect partner to your imagination. Dance with you heart! 


Move!


        Do you want a better job or a different career? Anticipate it! Do you want a hearty, affectionate family life? Anticipate it! Is your life chaotic and something bothering you that you desire peace and harmony?Anticipate it!


Then do it!


        Sound much too simplistic? Sure it does. . . probably to most people. But it is simple. Maybe not easy, but simple.


        If you can imagine something for your life, it can happen. You will have to get out your dance and make a motion. Then you have to take action in the direction of your dream, one step at a time. You should work harder to make it so. Don't rush time. The manifestation of your dream depends on how badly you desire it  and how hard you're willing to work toward it.


      You might very well have some way sayers declare your dream to be impossible. Sometimes we seek certain opinions and advises to our family and to our closest friends. But we shouldn't trust that much, because there is a chance that they are insecure to us. We all have our own life to pursue, own kind of dream to be weaving. And we all have the strength, the patience, and the passion as long as we keep believing.


      Keep dreaming. Live the life you imagined!
      
      DREAM BIG !



                         

Saturday, July 9, 2011

My Dream House


As I get closer and closer to the island, the house that I have always dreamed about awaits me. I can see it from a mile away. Everyone has that house that they have always dreamed about. It is so massive, that it is the most noticeable construction on the island. My own private plane lands on the landing strip located next to the house. As soon as I get off the plane I then begin my voyage down the path that leads to my dream house. I am anxious to get to the house that I will spend the rest of my life at. Everything that surrounds me is simply amazing including all the trees and plants. It feels so good to be at a peaceful place and all you can hear are the birds chirping. As I draw nearer to the end of the road my dream starts to appear. After all these years I can now see my residences up close. Nothing could ever compare to the sight of my house. Nothing could have compared to the moment I was experiencing.
What is better than looking at something you designed? My house is a three story dream that lies on a twenty acre lot. As I come near to the entrance of the house I am then surrounded by four columns that lead to the most elegant doors in the world.  The doors were made of mahogany with glass stained windows in the center of the each door. Each handle was made of brass along with brass frames. As I continue to walk around my house I come across five windows that seem to overlook the house’s entrance. The walls of the house are made of a good material to avoid damage. The outside of my house has an amazing view of an ocean and I can only imagine what the rest looks like.