It’s September and Finding Tom basically said everything I want to say about Christmas here in the Philippines. Watch this….
To add to what Tom Finding said in his video, I would like to say that Christmas in the Philippines is also for the children. Though it is also for the children, I however, could no longer recall when was the last time I bought a Christmas present intended for a child.
In fact, my youngest twin nephews are in their freshman year in college while my youngest niece is in her senior high. Though it has always been a blast, there has been no baby around Nengkoy’s house for the past eons of years during Christmas.
But Christmas this year would be a little more special because of this kid…
Looking forward to seeing the first Christmas celebration of my first grandnephew, Arziolo.
I grew up in a Catholic family. My father was Catholic when he converted to being a Born Again Christian back in the late 80s. Ironically, his conversion happened in the Islamic country of Saudi Arabia where he was based as an overseas worker.
When my father retired and decided to stay for good in the Philippines with my family, he was one active member of his church. He even attempted to convert every one of us in the family.
Too bad for him, he started with me. I actually commend my father for trying. His strategy to start with me was so genius. He knew that if I will be converted, it would be very easy for the rest of the members of my family to become Born Again Christians.
Up until the last days of my father, he never stopped in convincing and converting me. I guess he knew that I am really the one who needs to be saved from the fires of hell. Hahaha! I can still remember the funny and humorous intellectual debate we had about how to be a true Christian while he was in the hospital.
It has been years and my father has gone to heaven. He may have failed to convert me, yet I am pretty sure that in spirit, he still looks after me, Nengkoy and the rest of my growing family. He has always been my Christian Warrior.
I guess my father’s failure to convert me is really not a failure after all. Because a true Christian Warrior will simply let you be the seeker of your own Truth. And that is one of the multitude of impacts and contributions of my father to me.
Happy Father’s Day Tatay! You got one proud son here…
It’s Chinese New Year this coming Friday. To somehow get ready for the upcoming Chinese New Year, I and the 80-year old Nengkoy went to the world’s oldest Chinatown! Yeah, established in 1594, the Chinese-filled, Chinese-looking and Chinese-smelling Chinatown in Manila is the oldest.
And guess what? I have been on numerous times to Hong Kong, Taiwan and some portions of mainland China, but this is my first time to visit and traverse the street of Ongpin, the heart and center of Manila’s Chinatown.
Me, Nengkoy and my sisters proceeded to Chinatown not to greet the folks Kung Hei Fat Choi nor get there to immerse ourselves on some exotic Chinese food. We went there to optimize the potentials of our good fortune in the coming Year of the Dog. Believe it or not, we bought ourselves some oriental good luck charms and amulets.
It was such a fun experience when we reached and entered a store that sells various charms and amulets. A variety of glossy gleaming rocks and a cornucopia of gemstones, trinkets and ornaments that believed to dispel bad luck and will attract fortune, good health, peace of mind and even auspicious love life are all seem present in that store.
I got myself these…
The ritual of cleansing the purchased charms and putting a spell on it (as if switching on the potency of the trinkets) before it was handed over to us seem to enhance some authenticity to the powers of our chosen charms. It also adds up fun and amazement to the rare adventure we had at Ongpin Street.
Some would say that we may have made a fool of ourselves and we let ourselves be duped, tricked or conned by the sellers of these Chinese ornaments. But I have always believed that there must be something in these knickknacks that seem to influence human fate and providence. Nothing will be lost anyway if I am to practice or believe in these age-old Chinese tradition. Yet, what if it works? Hahaha!
But seriously, ,may it be effective or not, I know deep within my sensibilities that hard work, perseverance, Intelligence of the mind and the brightness of the heart are still the keys to good life and sought after fortune.
February for me is more eerie and scary as compared to the Halloween month of November. For me, it is more disturbing and unnerving as compared to the Chinese ghost month of August. Reason being? It’s the sinister month when Valentines is celebrated!
With much resilience and fortitude, I was able passed through more than four and a half decades of scary Valentines celebrations. And though my chance of finally celebrating it with a partner may have started to further dwindle, I would like to stay positive. I am staying positive because I believe that everybody deserves a great love story.
And while I STILL wait for the most spectacular Valentine’s Day ever, let me just post my photos from my previous SOLO travel in Uchisar, the highest point in Cappadocia, Turkey.
And I hope that my upcoming love life shall be as spectacular, historic and as stunning as that of the Uchisar Castle of Turkey!
Balang araw! Hu yu kayo sa kin pag nagkataon! Hahaha!
Almost all blogs had a 2018 New Year post except me. Though 18 days late, let me then post my 2018 New Year post. Let me feature my 2018 New Year song entitled This Is Me from the movie The Greatest Showman.
This Is Me is so me. After listening to the song and watching the lyric video, I could not help myself from not tearing up. The message, the lyrics and the tune really cuts deep. With my eccentricities, my weirdness and my oddness, This Is Me fully represent my being me.
This post maybe late for 18 days yet I know I will face the year 2018 with much courage because I am brave, I am bruised, I am who I’m meant to be THIS IS ME! Life’s hurdles for 2018 may be inevitable and I may not be The Greatest Showman but I’m not scared to be seen, I make no apologies THIS IS ME!
One of the greatest gifts that a person can receive this Christmas (and for every Christmas for that matter) is the gift of laughter. And each year, this is one precious gift that I receive from my family.
Every year at Christmas Eve since their childhood days, my nieces and nephews would group up and do a presentation at Nengkoy’s house. Each group would got to compete for a prize money. I am always one of the judges along with Nengkoy and my elder sister. And since my nieces and nephews got their funny bones from their grandmother Nengkoy, all their presentations always turns out to be something so hilarious!
These year though majority of my nephews and nieces are now professionals and some has even gone married, each one of them still never failed to give the family some very good laugh. All these glee and hilarity really adds up to the joyful and happy spirit of Christmas every single year at Nengkoy’s house.