Soccer Games

Just came home from Guimbal and I was so tired, maybe i can upload photo's here later. But as of now I would like to have my rest and watch this Soccer Games
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England vs. Netherland

Football has been a global phenomenon... I had a chance to know why? Watch this match;

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Pilipinas

Di ko alam kung sino ang sumulat nito. Mahusay... Definitely worthwhile...

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Ang bango-bango ko daw, sariwa at makinis. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko.

Tara makinig ka muna sa kwento ko, yosi muna tayo.

Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin, nagkagusto, naakit. Ang hirap pag lahat sa iyo virgin eh. Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Masakit alalahanin, iniisip ko na lang na kase di sila taga rito, siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang namyesta sa katawan ko, na-rape daw ako.

Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Tinulungan nya kasi akong makalimutan yung mga sadistang Hapon. Kase, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. Ibang klase siya mag-sorry, lalo pa at kinupkop niya ako at ang mga naging anak ko.

Parating ang dami naming regalo - may chocolates, yosi, ano ka! May datung pa! Nakakabaliw siya, alam kong ginagamit nya lang ako pero pagamit naman ako nang pagamit. Sa kanya namin natutunan mag-inggles, di lang magsulat ha! Magbasa pa! Hanggang ngayon, sa tuwing mabigat ang problema ko, siya ang tinatakbuhan ko. 'Yun nga lang, lahat ng bagay may kapalit. Nung kinasama ko siya, guminhawa buhay namin. Sosyal na sosyal kami.

Ewan ko nga ba, akala ko napapamahal na ako sa kanya. Akala ko tuloy-tuloy na kaligayahan namin, yun pala unti-unti niya akong pinapatay. P*** ng I**! Sa dami ng lason na sinaksak niya sa katawan ko, muntik na akong malaspag. Ang daming nagsabi na ang tanga tanga ko. Patalsikin ko na daw. Sa tulong ng mga anak ko, napalayas ko ang animal pero ang hirap magsimula. Masyado na kaming nasanay sa sarap ng buhay na naranasan namin sa kanya. Lubog na lubog pa kami sa utang, kulang ata pati kaluluwa namin para ibayad sa mga inutang namin.



Sinikap naming lahat maging maganda ang buhay namin. Ayun, mga nasa Japan, Hong Kong, Saudi ang mga anak ko. Yung iba nag-US, Europe. 'Yung iba ayaw umalis sa akin. Halos lahat, wala naman silbi, masaya daw sa piling ko, maski amoy usok ako. Sa dami ng mga anak ko na nagsisikap na tulungan ang kalagayan namin, siya din ang dami ng mga anak ko na namamantala sa kabuhayan at kayaman na itinatabi ko para sa punyetang kinabukasan naming lahat. Dumating ang panahon na di na kami halos makaahon sa hirap ng buhay. Napakahirap dahil nasanay na kami sa ginhawa at sarap.


Ang di ko inaakala ay mismong mga anak ko, ang tuluyang sisira sa akin. Napakasakit tanggapin na malinlang. Akala ko ay makakakita ako ng magiging kasama sa buhay sa mga ahas na ipinakilala ng mga anak ko Hindi pala. Ang tanga ko talaga. Binugaw ako ng sarili kong mga anak kapalit ng kwarta at pansamantalang ginhawa na nais nilang matamasa.


Wala na akong nagawa dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa aking mga anak. Wala akong ibang yaman kundi ganda ko. Pinagamit ko na lang ng pinagamit ang sarili ko, basta maginhawa lang ang mga anak ko.

Usap-usapan ako ng mga kapitbahay ko. May nanghihinayang, namumuhi at naaawa. Puta na kase ang isang magandang tulad ko. Alam mo, gusto ko na sanang tumigil sa pagpuputa kaso ang laki talaga ng letseng utang ko eh. Palaki pa ng palaki. Kulang na kulang. Paano na lang ang mga anak ko naiwan sa aking punyetang puder? Baka di na ako balikan o bisitahin ng mga nag-abroad kong mga anak. Hindi na importante kung laspagin man ang ganda ko, madama ko lang ang pagmamahal ng mga anak ko. Malaman nila na gagawin ko ang lahat para sa kanila.

Sa tuwing titingin ako sa salamin, alam ko maganda pa rin ako. Meron pa din ang bilib sa akin. Napapag usapan pa din. Sa tuwing nakikita ko ang mukha ko sa salamin, nakikita ko ang mga anak ko. Tutulo na lang ang mga luha ko ng di ko namamalayan. Ang gagaling nga ng mga anak ko, namamayagpag kahit saan sila pumunta. Mahusay sa kahit anong gawin. Tama man o mali. Proud ako sa kanila. Kaso sila, kabaligtaran ang nararamdaman para sa akin.

Sa dami ng mga anak ko, iilan lang ang may malasakit sa akin. May malasakit man, nahihilaw. Ni di nga ako kinikilalang ina. Halos lahat sila galit sa isa't isa. Walang gusto magtulungan, naghihilahan pa. Ang dami ko ng pasakit na tiniis pero walang sasakit pa nung sarili kong mga anak ang nagbugaw sa akin. Kinapital ang laspag na ganda ko. Masyado silang nasanay sa sarap ng buhay. Minsan sa pagtingin ko sa salamin, ni hindi ko na nga kilala sarili ko.

Bagong taon na naman, natatakot ako at kinakabahan sa taong ito. Ngayon pa lang usap usapan na ang susunod na pagbubugaw ng ilan sa mga anak ko. Sana may magtanggol naman sa akin, ipaglaban naman nila ako. Gusto kong isigaw: "INA NINYO AKO! MAHALIN NYO NAMAN AKO!"

Sige, dumadrama na ako. Masisira na ang make up ko nito eh. Salamat ha, pinakinggan mo ako.


P.S.
Ay sorry, di ko nasabi pangalan ko. Pilipinas nga pala.



David Mikael Taclino
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Why Lakers Won Game 1

Los Angeles Lakers
1. Championship Experience

These days, it’s all about the basketball for Phil Jackson. Well, he’s still dating the owner’s daughter, which has led to some memorable appearances on Jeanie Vision, but that’s also about the basketball, sort of.

Jackson gets his third crack at Title X, starting this week, and if he seems a little more urgent, his focus a little more narrowed, that’s because of the basketball, too. Seven years after his last championship, seven years after nearly everyone west of Causeway Street anointed him Greatest Coach Ever, or, at least, (Arguably) Greatest Coach Ever, Jackson has found himself with something to prove.

Specifically, can he still win this thing?

“I think even he misses those days when we carried off that trophy as NBA champions,” Los Angeles Lakers guard Derek Fisher(notes) said.

The Lakers’ loss to the Detroit Pistons in the 2004 NBA Finals led to Jackson’s departure for a year, and their subsequent failings led to his return. But last season’s Finals loss to the Boston Celtics also led to some personal angst, even if Jackson was loathe to show it.

“We feel like we failed our team as a coaching staff in both situations,” Jackson said last week.

2. Phil Jackson

Phil takes the mic, first.

On what Orlando's two regular season victories over Los Angeles means to the Lakers ...

"We have a great deal of respect for them as far as a team. They played very well down the stretch to win these two games they played against us. Obviously [there are] mitigating circumstances, we had different people in the lineup, they had different people in the lineup, it was four months ago; but it certainly gives us a great deal of respect for them."

On whether or not his team is preparing for the possible presence of Jameer Nelson ...

"We haven't gotten to that level of personnel, the guard personnel, other than [Dwight] Howard being a force inside. We're still identifying it as positions, more than we are as individuals, and Jameer brings another level of game to their team, but, you know, we respect [Anthony] Johnson. Also, [Rafer] Alston, as players.

"Someone's gotta do that job for them, and, you know, Jameer's going to come in and do it. If he does he'll just bring in another specific thing that's an execution skill."

Was losing to Boston last year a motivating factor this time around?

"I think that at any level that once you get a taste of what it's like to be here, it's a motivating factor. Just to be standing, just to be left with that feeling of ‘we're the only ones here, and everybody else is home on vacation.'

"When you get to this level and don't win, you go home and you think about it a long time. It's something that is certainly a motivating thing for us. It's certainly pushed us."

3. Kobe Bryant
Kobe Bryant(notes) has retreated into one of his dark provinces, a sullen and solitary state radiating an unmistakable aura: Don’t bleep with me now. As Bryant creeps closer to these NBA Finals, he’s long with his glares and short with his answers. Around him, his people will tell you that they’ve seldom seen him work his way into such a startling ferocity.

For fifteen minutes, he had been hellbent on getting out of the Staples Center interview room with pursed lips and muttered clichés. He wanted to give nothing, and he was well on his way when it was asked of him about needing a championship without Shaquille O’Neal(notes), about validating his legacy. There would be no clean getaway on Wednesday for Kobe Bryant.

He was out of clichés, out of patience and damn near out of his mind. “It means … nothing,” he said, and now it was coming on the eve of Game 1, the window into Bryant’s tortured soul that reminds everyone that it means everything.

“People think Shaq would have won a championship without me on that team?” Bryant sniffed.

“They’re crazy.”

4. Pau Gasol, D. Fisher and the LA Crew
So, this is what all those nights in January and February were like …

Kobe Bryant(notes) leaning back in his chair on the bench, towel slung over his left shoulder, grin stretching across his face. Jordan Farmar(notes) throwing in a 3-pointer at the end of the quarter – actually, Jordan Farmar throwing in any shot, at any time, will do.

The crowd chanting for free tacos. Better yet: The crowd chanting for a backup center. We want Mben-ga!

Mbenga in tow, the Los Angeles Lakers regained their air of dominance on Tuesday, announcing their return to the playoffs – or was it their arrival altogether? – with a 118-78 victory over the Houston Rockets. This was their best performance of the postseason, two days after their worst, and that meant … what exactly?

“It doesn’t do anything but bring home the seventh game, guarantee us home-court advantage,” said Lakers coach Phil Jackson.

Actually, the Lakers prefer that the next game they play at Staples Center be the opener of the Western Conference finals rather than a seventh game against the Rockets. They now lead the Rockets 3-2 in the teams’ conference semifinal series, with Game 6 scheduled for Thursday in Houston. Coming off a 40-point victory, their largest in the playoffs in more than 23 years, they should be heavy favorites.

Then again, the way this postseason has gone for the Lakers, most specifically this series, anything is possible.

“Don’t get caught up in how it’s packaged,” guard Derek Fisher(notes) said. “I just want the trophy.”



David Mikael Taclino
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For Teachers...

What Teachers Make, or Objection Overruled, or If things don't work out, you can always go to law school

By Taylor Mali
www.taylormali.com

He says the problem with teachers is, "What's a kid going to learn
from someone who decided his best option in life was to become a teacher?"
He reminds the other dinner guests that it's true what they say about
teachers:
Those who can, do; those who can't, teach.

I decide to bite my tongue instead of his
and resist the temptation to remind the other dinner guests
that it's also true what they say about lawyers.

Because we're eating, after all, and this is polite company.

"I mean, you¹re a teacher, Taylor," he says.
"Be honest. What do you make?"

And I wish he hadn't done that
(asked me to be honest)
because, you see, I have a policy
about honesty and ass-kicking:
if you ask for it, I have to let you have it.

You want to know what I make?

I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.
I can make a C+ feel like a Congressional medal of honor
and an A- feel like a slap in the face.
How dare you waste my time with anything less than your very best.

I make kids sit through 40 minutes of study hall
in absolute silence. No, you may not work in groups.
No, you may not ask a question.
Why won't I let you get a drink of water?
Because you're not thirsty, you're bored, that's why.

I make parents tremble in fear when I call home:
I hope I haven't called at a bad time,
I just wanted to talk to you about something Billy said today.
Billy said, "Leave the kid alone. I still cry sometimes, don't you?"
And it was the noblest act of courage I have ever seen.

I make parents see their children for who they are
and what they can be.

You want to know what I make?

I make kids wonder,
I make them question.
I make them criticize.
I make them apologize and mean it.
I make them write, write, write.
And then I make them read.
I make them spell definitely beautiful, definitely beautiful, definitely
beautiful over and over and over again until they will never misspell
either one of those words again.
I make them show all their work in math.
And hide it on their final drafts in English.
I make them understand that if you got this (brains)
then you follow this (heart) and if someone ever tries to judge you
by what you make, you give them this (the finger).

Let me break it down for you, so you know what I say is true:
I make a difference! What about you?

David Mikael Taclino
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