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NET CHAT

Hi Dear Reader, read a fiction story, Net Chat and more, and also fiction stories in Filipino. You may click on this blog at http://iwrotefiction.blogspot.com. It's my other blog. Thanks. Happy reading. I wrote fiction for you, rose flores - martinez 2009.

RAIN

I prayed for rain

And there was rain

GOD, please stop the rain now.

EZine Articles, Rosalinda Martinez

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GSIS Late Payment to Pensioners

September 25, 2009


Tonight, I heard on TV,over GMA News primetime slot, about the statement of one GSIS officer (I forgot her name), that pensions they're giving to Filipino pensioners are on time, and it's a matter of days that is only delayed because of their computer upgrade. HERE THEY ARE LYING. Why would these old people line up in GSIS, out their way for nothing? Of course, many senior citizens complain but the GSIS, the government, ignores because now --- the people are asking for the money due them and they could not give it on the spot. WHY? Didn't they have that budget and allotment? GSIS personnels promised to give within their time frame until September 23. Why cannot they give OVER THE COUNTER? If their systems would fail, records should be available to the public in any form.


I went there and talked with several people asking if my mother, a retired teacher could get her pension because her pension is two months delayed as of August this year. And now…

3 Scary Stories in Filipino

Friday, September 25, 2009

An Introduction

Rebecca. This story is my first entry to the world of fiction.

I couldn't think of anything more interesting than this one during birthing. This came to me when Sir Isagani Cruz required us to write one fiction story. And so I tried to bleed this during the workshop with Sir Charlson Ong and Sir Medina. Oh --- it did not impress them, but they thought my idea was convincing, and so I tried to improve it. I don't know if Sir Isagani remembers how I conceived this story, but I really told the whole class about it. I was not ashamed and maybe they understood me. I knew I have to polish this story.

Later, Sir Bisa helped me repair this fiction and thanks to him because I was able to decide with the title, "Rebecca." Do you know about the strong woman Rebecca, or Shakespeare's Rosalind? I just had thoughts about this. Then, Rebecca was published in Liwayway - under the authors page (Bagong Manunulat) and Sir Re…

September 24 entry

I am busy with everything and nothing

The spaces around me collide with each other

and twist breaking walls

It is better to sleep

It is better to sit down

It is better not to write

Perhaps, it is better to pray

when things and everything

are right

and not alright

Nothing follows

but an empty sheet.

I Shall Write Blog

This blog, my blog "I Shall Write" has been frozen for some days. I had to attend to many things and just couldn't discipline myself to have some time to write.

Please take note of my captured images:

1. I saw the senior citizens, some GSIS pensioners lining up for their DELAYED pension. They were asking what is still due them, "To Ceasar what is due to Ceasar!" Of course, they've worked (or another relative)and paid for it, the government should give to the people what they've work for in their lives. The senior citizen, where one of them could be our mother or father - deserves this benefit. It was a very pitiful sight at the GSIS senior citizens desk. How could we expect they could pay their electric bills, buy their medicines, and eat three times a day? A responsible government must take care of this matter.

2. Some people could be too rude. Even professionals. GMRC which means Good Manners and Right Conduct should be taught in schools a…

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Thank You Sacred Heart

september 4

i have read several blogs today, the blogs that i follow

"i learn from these blogs."

and then, i have watched a poemfilm and read poetry

the poem film by sir eric gamalinda titled "triptych," showed a lot of everything. beautiful

nature let me know that "nothing" is beautiful. i was waiting for something to pop out on

the screen, yeti know something wouldnt pop out. it showed me i could be there

a lot more into it. music, sounds, moving pictures, whispers in my ear and windows in my

eyes - the western wall in front of me, pope benedict xvi praying

what transpired today is a meaningful day after the mass offered for my late aunt asela in

remembrance of her death

and then, i was happy to be with different people during work time : plumber, gardener,

garbage collector, beautician, and a street vendor, among others. i thank GOD for good

workers of the the Lord,like them - those who value and love their work and serve others

offering…

Let me share the poem of Sir Eric Gamalinda

: Z e R 0 . 9 r ^ V / + Y :
You know it is the darkness of your heart that heals [Yves Bonnefoy, L'Arbre, La Lampe]

Subterranean


Let me be the first to say
that I know the name for everything
and if I don't I'll make them up:
dukkha, naufragio, talinhaga.
Just like the young
whose hearts give no shame,
I love the excesses of beauty,
there is never enough sunlight
in the world I will live in,
never enough room for love.

I fear none of us will last long enough
to prove what I've always suspected,
that the sky is a membrane
in an angel's skull,
trees talk to each other at night,
ice is water in a state of silence,
the embryo listens to everything we say.

I am afraid for the child skipping rope
on the corner of my street,
the girl on the train with flowers in her hair,
the man whose memory is entirely
in Spanish. I am more afraid of losing consciousness
when I go to sleep, or that in my sleep
I will grow old and forget how desire
once drove me mad with wakefulness.

Jus…