Ma’am Aning: Reyna’s feature story
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Occasionally, I would ran across stories on my kebigan blogs that touches my heart and feature them on my blog space. Which is the same thing that I did to this post: Si Kanoy, a blog article coming from pinoy mangagawa sa ksa.
I know Bea is a regular here, but it doesn’t matter. If it’s nicely written and beautiful, it should be obvious. And it is!
What am I talking about? Here’s an excerpt!
There are people who pass our lives and make contributions to our life stories. Some of them play large roles and make deep impressions. Some of them open for us a whole new perspective and vision of the world. Some leave us with everlasting interest in something which is to become our passion. Some of them touch our lives and inspire us with their generous hearts. I have been so fortunate to have met many such people. One of them is my Grade 1 teacher, Ma’am Aning.
It’s a very touching article and I would like to share this to you all. Kayo! Kayong lahat. I know we all work, in different fields, fields nang Middle East, Asia, Europe, fields nang Amerika, but take a look back, there’s someone out there who molded us to be what we are. (O, e bakit ka naman lumingon?! :-))
Sit back, relax at mag-muni-muni ka muna… ask yourself this question, just where would you be at this point in time if not for our teachers?
Maldita or Mother Theresa type, I’m sure either they had a positive impact on your life, or they have created havoc that you just refuse to attend any alumni events no more. Na-trauma ka ba?
Read this blog article and tell me what you think…
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November 29th, 2006 at 4:01 am
Hello Ma’m Reyna. Thanks for posting Bea’s story. I was deeply moved by it and it reminded me of my second year high school teacher in English. She inspired me a great deal and taught me not only the interest in other languages, but in other cultures as well. She taught me compassion, and forgiveness. Gosh ha Ma’m Reyna, nag-wa-water water tuloy ang eyes ko. CHE!! But, thanks ma’m - - to Bea as well - - who reminded me that life may be a little too short to worry about things that are unimportant.
Miss Chuva Chienes
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November 29th, 2006 at 4:46 am
Naku, tell me about it! Malungkot na masarap avec guilt trips! U know what I mean?
I remember Evangeline Bio. I don’t know where she is now (an sama kong estudyante ano?!), but when I finished High School, I sorta have the same story with Bea, alsa balutan, takbo sa Menila at ang lola ninyo ay nagtatahi nang pantalon. Meanwhile my teacher caught up with me dahil wiz mag-college ang lola ninyo coz wa anda ang family namin. So, she had me fill out 4 applications. UP, COCOFED, and I forgot the two others. I pass UPCAT, kaso wa nga anda. I passed COCOFED but I was sent back to Legazpi coz they dictated what school and what degree I have to take. COCOFED changed my life forevah. It was my life’s turning point. Well, other than talagang maganda ako. I mean, tha’s given.
But, as I look back, it was Miss Bio who helped me with that one. And I, meanwhile, kinalimutan ang aking mahal na teacher. he he he (to kasing Bea na to! Pasubo!
he he he)
Well, wherever you are Miss Bio, if you happen to read this one, I swear, I really, really thank you for everything!
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November 29th, 2006 at 9:59 am
Mahal na Reyna Elena,
Matagal ko pong kinurut-kurot ang braso ko, kinusut-kusot ang mga mata ko at sinampal-sampal ang mukha ko para makasiguradong ako ay hindi nananaginip lang nang mabasa ko ang feature story mo hehehe. Pagkatapos ng ilang sandali ay napatunayan ko ngang ako’y gising at hindi panaginip lang ang lahat. Totoo ngang ang feature story mo ay isang bahagi ng buhay ko. Maraming, maraming salamat. Ma’am Aning is such an important person in my life. Nung unang sumampa ng Maynila ang beauty ko when I was 12, she would write me often to guide me how to handle life in the city. She knew I would be dealing with so many adjustments. Patience, sabi niya sa akin, patience. Palagi rin daw niyang ipinagdadasal na mapalayo ako sa anumang kapahamakan. Ipababasa ko ang pag-feature mo sa kwento ko tungkol sa kanya. Magkikita uli kami sa susunod na buwan for her next shot against cancer. The last time she was here sabi niya sa akin pagkatapos ko siyang ipasyal at patulugin sa munti kong inuupahang bahay, “Hindi mo lang alam kung gaano mo ako pinasaya. Hindi ko naramdaman na may sakit ako. Wala akong maibibigay sa ‘yo kapalit ng pagkakaibigan natin kundi tanging dasal lang, kasi yun lang ang meron ako.” Hala, e di naluha ang beauty ko tuloy. Iyakin kasi ako eh.
Sa laki ng utang na loob ko sa teacher ko na yan, believe it or not, itinatago ko pa rin ang mga papel ko nung grade one ako. Nanay helped me keep them. Siguro almost a hundred of them. Someday, I’ll write a post in my blog about those papers, sasamahan ko ng pictures. Nakakatuwa, dun ko nakikita kung paano ako magsulat at mag-drawing nung grade 1 ako. That was 1983. The papers are already 23 years old. I’ve taken good care of them kaya hindi pa sila brittle. I’m hoping I could put them together like a book tapos ipakikita ko kay Ma’am Aning someday.
Muli, ang aking pasasalamat, Mahal na Reyna.
Salamat din sa komento ni Miss Chuva Chienes. Good luck sa iyong negosyo! Hayaan mo, susubukin kong i-promote sa mga friends kong green ang dugo ang mga produkto na nasa rainbowreels. Pwede naman siguro sila mag-order online, with additional shipping fee na lang papunta dito sa ating bayang sinilangan.
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November 30th, 2006 at 2:45 am
walang anuman anak. prsst! waaaa….
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December 1st, 2006 at 1:31 am
Naku mga Mare, nice story talaga. In my case, ala akong teacher na ma-remember ever in my memory kasi you know honestly, as in honestly yung mga teachers ko dati ala silang ginawa sa akin kundi pag-tindahin ako ng mazapan, poor lang kasi kami nun kaya ako work ako since elementary, I remember nung grade six ako, they put in section B kasi balakid ako dun sa mga rich kid na gusto nilang maging honor kaya tinapon ako dun, di kasi sila kumukuha ng honor that time sa section B. Cry talaga ako to death, tapos @#*!!! ko silang lahat. Bwahahaha, asan na now yung mga ginawa nilang honor, andun pa rin sa province, me, at least kahit papano na prove ko sa kanila na successful ako sa life ko. Pero past na yun and I forgive them all na. Happy na ako sa life ko now and the good thing is “Those panglalait at pang-aapi helps me achieve my goals in life.” dami pa akong story na naka-ka cry but yan na lang share ko sa inyo. Happy Mommy na ako ngayon “Let’s Laugh, Be Happy and Be Beautiful”
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