Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Simply Jesse...

Remembering Sec Jesse Robredo

Today, we remember the day that the whole country stood still waiting for any hope that both the pilot and the passenger survived the plane crash near Cebu.  Three days later, tears flooded as both bodies were found deep under the sea.

I remember coming out from my introduction to political science class and heard everyone talking about the crash. At first I did not mind it but when I was already inside the taxi, I heard on the radio the name of the people in the plane that crashed. I was so shocked that I had to ask the kuya driver to increase the volume of his radio.

I was privileged to have an up-close personal experience with Sec. Jesse when he was still the mayor of Naga City.  I was then with a funding agency and we would meet with him for their project proposal.  He was not a typical local chief executive. He knows what is good for his people, knows what his people wants, and more importantly knows that he doesn't have to impress funding agencies because his outputs would speak for themselves.

I remember that he was the only local chief executive that welcomed us without an appointment in his crowded room. No red carpet treatment and no pretentions. We even took a tricycle to his office!

I remember the worldbank report on M&E tools for public service delivery that I co-wrote and was launched by our office three days before the plane crash.  He was our guest of honor and I remember his saying "hindi sapat na matalino ka, dapat may puso ka din".

Sec Jesse was different. People are now saying that he "could have been the president" that can truly give us the 'matuwid na daan" with his tsinelas governance but...

In my own little way, I want to spread how good this man was; how he initiated reforms in the government and how he continuously gives me hope for a better Philippines.  That is why, I volunteered to do a storytelling of the book, Simply Jesse by Yvette Fernandes and illustrated by Nicole Lim.

Simply Jesse is narrated by Jillian, Sec Jesse's youngest daughter.  She spoke of how great her father was and how much he was loved by people because of his humility, sincere heart and capacity to deliver results.  She also talked about how Sec Jesse was, simply her Papa; the things that they love to do together and how they coped up being distanced from each other.

This is not the first time that I told this story in my daughter's class.  The first time was last year during the "bring me your Mama" class activity in the Kinder 1 class at Kidslab Playlab Pre-school.  That experience was fun and cute.  The kids only remembered the "tsinelas" that Sec Jesse would wear everytime he was out cleaning his city.

This year, with support from our Parents-Teachers Association and my co-supermoms CJ and April, I did it in two sessions. First was with the Kinder 2 and followed by Grades 3-4 classes.
The Kinder 2 kids were energetic! Maybe they got too excited to have 3 moms in their room! They also got concerned about the bird in every page of the book.  They asked me why the bird is there... Which I myself don't know why! Hahaha Questions only kids can think of!

I am not sure if it is because it was too early but the illustrations in the book seem to have made them into one big cookie monster! because they kept on telling me "Tita Ella, we will just eat that bird! umm ummm (pretending to eat!) HAHAHAHA! Despite the physical and mental challenges of doing storytelling with this bunch, I really enjoyed it!
The grade 3-4 class was a different story.  Maybe because the kids are familiar with me, they decided to surprise me when I went inside their room! They automatically called me Tita Ella which is very sweet I think.

This bunch on the other hand was too keen with the illustration of Jill. First, she looks like the cousin of Mark; second, she was wearing a uniform and they cannot imagine wearing one and third, she is small for a 13 year old! Hahaha what an analysis!

It also helped that one of the kids in the class' father is a mayor. He was gracious enough to share what his father has been doing as a mayor and how it is to be a son of a mayor. 

Of course, the kids were surprised that Sec Jesse would wear slippers because their idea of a mayor is rich, with bodyguards, with nice car and shoes, and with personal assistant... Well, I emphasized that.. that is the Jesse M. Robredo way.
As an activity, I asked the graders to draw their fathers and write "why their father is the best" on the hello kitty stationary that I gave them.  After that, I asked them to seal it inside an envelop and give it to their fathers when they get home.

I also asked them to share with the group why their father is the best. My daughter said that "my mom doesn't like my pets because their furs could kill me. My father is the best because he takes care of them". Another kid shared that her father lives away from them for work but he is the best because he would talk to her on the phone. 

I also noticed that this bunch is gender conscious already.  The boys didn't like receiving "hello kitties" but I was able to convince them that they could give it to their younger sister or mom or classmate instead.  Hahaha! My stories can go on and on but I have to stop here or else I might reveal too much and risk bridging my secrecy contract with the kids.

I think that the value added of this activity is introducing the concept of "tsinelas" governance to the kids.  The concept of being humble and compassionate to others' needs. The kids asked why I requested them to be on their slippers when they have lovely shoes! I told them that... that is humility. You can afford to wear nice things but you choose to wear slippers because you want to be one with the people who cannot afford to buy good things. You can afford not to worry about other people and just serve yourself but you choose to serve other people.

Thank you Talent School of Academics and Arts for this opportunity to share Sec Jesse's life with our kids! Thank you to our Parents-Teachers Association for the full support! Thank you to my K2 co-parents CJ and April for the photos and support!

Thank you Sec Jesse for the tsinelas governance!



Sunday, May 24, 2015

Gorgeous gowns, Gagandang bata and Grateful Mama Ella, Titas and Lola Music!


 
My sisters and I grew up enduring the long parade on a broad daylight wearing elaborated and heavy gowns, mud pie thick make-ups and stiff "spray-netted" hair!  We did this almost twice a year: holy week and La Paz fiesta.  We had to fake our smiles despite the swollen feet and bucketful persperation just because... we want to see our lola Edith and Mama look at us with great pride!

I remember that it was time for me to be the most coveted role, the "Reyna Elena" and maybe because it was a nightmare coming through, I got really sick with chickenpox. My sister was supposed to replace me but she also got sick.  Taking the hint my lola and mother gave up the idea of us joining the LaPaz sagala again! Hahaha

This year, it was my daughters' turn to (at least) experience what we went through. Haha! It was actually my eldest, Elle's second and my second, Bien's first experience.  

Elle Marie did it in 2014. Unfortunately, it was the first week of classes in DLSU and we had no choice but to let her do it with her father.  It was not a "fireworks" experience for Elle because it was too early, I was not there to personally attend to her "kakikayan" requirements, and she was just not in the mood for long walks.  I have to confess that although it was an experience worth blogging and bragging about, I didn't because it was reflected on the photos that my husband took.  I also don't want my daughter to be reminded of her first experience because she might share it with her sister and discourage Bien.

This year's La Paz sagala was different.  We came in prepared. Since Lolo Leo paid for our airfare going to Iloilo just to join the sagala, I got extra cash to buy Elle a new gown. Although I have been scouting for a gown as early as February, I only got to buy her the morning of our flight to Iloilo (which is a day before the Sagala!!!) Hahaha bad mom! But, I compensated by buying Elle a baby blue, Frozen-inspired gown with sequence in front.  I bought blue because I was thinking that I am tired of all the pinks in our lives and it's time for a cool change! The gown was perfect for Elle.  Perfect for her complexion, the sabrina cut for her long hair and the lower part of the gown was perfectly flowing while she was walking. 
          
Since I am an experienced sagala, I saved my daughter from my mother's make-up artist and hair designer. I painted my daughters' face with simple, "almost not there" make-up.  I also arranged her hair in a one-sided pony tail and pinned a nice hair piece that matches the color of her gown.  Most importantly, I made her wear rubber shoes underneath her gown.          
Bien on the other hand wore her Ate Elle's old pink gown that perfectly fits her already. Ate Elle wore it the first time for her 5th year birthday party in school; in class programs and the 2014 La Paz Sagala.  It may be old but it still looks as enchanting as the first time I brought it.  I don't think anyone noticed that it was a recycled gown from the precious year! Bien's hair was simply brushed and clipped on one side using a nice pink rose hair piece that matches the color of her gown.  Like Ate Elle, she also wore her most comfortable walking shoes underneath her gown.
I am so proud of my girls! Although, as first it was very confusing for me who to be with because they were grouped according to age, I took turn with Ate Buladay in watching and taking my girls' photos. Yes, it was 5:00a.m., extremely hot summer morning, their gowns were heavy but both maintained their smile and poise.  Since they are my daughters, I believe that they actually stood out among the sagalas! I saw a couple of sagala observers and tourists taking pictures with them.  I also heard people commenting that they look very lovely and cute, some said that they must be new in La Paz because they don't know them but some recognized them as the apos of Mr and Mrs Calaor.

I know that Lola Moyette and Tita Bebe, who took turns with me taking their photos are so proud of my girls. My Nanay Edith would have been... 

That might be my daughers' last time to join the sagala.  I just want them to experience it for themselves because they might see my photos and ask why me and my sisters were wearing gowns and walking.  Haha! I hope in time they will understand... and appreciate the experience.

I am so proud of you Ate Elle and Bien!!! Mama and Papa love you VERY much!!!




Sunday, March 29, 2015

2015 TSAA Moving Up Day

Our girls are moving up to Grade 4 and Kinder 2 (Prep) next school year. Thank you Talent School of Academics and Arts (TSAA)! Thank you Teacher Cherry! Thank you Teachers LJ and Teacher Fran (Elle's teachers)! Teacher Aika (Bien's teacher)! Elle's extra-curricular teachers, the ates and the kuyas in TSAA, maraming salamat! Thank you for serving as second parents to our girls for almost a year. Thank you for making sure that my girls get the wholistic education that brought out their inner gifts.
 
I can still remember my struggle while looking for a new school for Elle after our traumatic experience with her former school. I remember crying in front of Teacher Cherry while retelling the experience. I was torn between quitting my job and go fulltime with my girls but of course that is insane! I was so concern that it will scar Elle for life and will never ever recover. But, TSAA was there since the ocular visit, the heart to heart talk with the directress, the trial class, day one... until the moving up day.


Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Parenting 101: When daughter wants to have kids less the husband!

Repost from Facebook February 25, 2015 entry

Bakit ba tuwing may ni ru-rush ako saka naman nagtatanong ng napakahirap na tanong ng mga anak ko? Sadya ba talaga silang nananadya? Nagpapapansin? O dala lang ng curiousity? Ngayong gabi naman tinanong ako ng panganay ko kung ok lang ba sa akin na may 3 siyang anak pero walang asawa!!! Ito ang anak ko na dati ng nagsabi sa akin na ayaw niyang mag asawa...

Para matapos na ang usaping ito, sinagot ko siya... Bakit anak, ayaw mo bang magkaroon ng asawa kagaya ng Papa mo? Nakakatawa ang sagot nya sa akin at naisip kong, bata pa talaga ang anak ko. Sabi nya "Its just that I dont want a guy to kiss me on the lips. It looks yucky. Is it?" Sagot ko sa kanya, "Anak, when you are older you try it and see for yourself if it is yucky. For now, do not let any boy kiss you yet. Ok?!!!"

Hindi ko alam kong tama ang sinabi ko sa anak ko ngayong gabi. Ok lang din sa akin ang pagiging single parent. Ang nais ko lang sana ay enjoy nya muna ang pagiging bata nya at saka na problemahin yan kasi baka naman may religious o single blessedness calling naman sya. Sa tamang panahon, malalaman din naman nya na hindi yucky ang kissing lalo na pag love nya ang isang tao....