Just for Money

I am a fan of the famous Big Brother which we tagged here as Pinoy (Filipino) Big Brother contest. This was used to be a wholesome show as displayed by the previous seasons and versions (teen, celebrity, and regular) but lately I did not want to watch it. Its "values" deteriorated that it was not anymore suited for family entertainment.

The participants who were all eager to win the pot money were given very slim choices between: to earn additional points or to reduce any point that they may already have accumulated. The participants would have to show their most private parts while dancing in order to earn additional points. For me this kind of performance should not be allowed. Television programs are watched by the family including small children for entertainment. But if the show cannot entertain everybody anymore, the producers should think twice.

There is money, of course, generated by the show. But are we selling our dignity and self-respect just to have more money? Big Brother has nothing to be ashamed of; he is behind his mask. The participants suffer JUST FOR MONEY.







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The Flood Victims of Montalban, Rizal

This morning I woke up early to prepare for an occular inspection to the typhoon victims of Montalban, Rizal. The group of CWL Diocese of Antipolo Board Members and Officers met at the Immaculate Conception Parish Church in Marikina so that we go to the venue together in one coaster. Our mission was only to search for 100 poor of the poorest typhoon victims, list them, and issue them tickets to qualify for our 100 packed goods for them.

We visited the church at Kasiglahan Village in Montalban and met with the parish priest who happened to be a very jolly God's follower. We were not allowed to go to the muddy houses in the surrounding areas and instead requested us to just give the tickets to the Head of the Social Ministry who will distribute the tickets to the intended recipients. The priest (I forgot the name, I'm sorry Father) toured us around his parochial area including the interior of their church. The church was simple but elegant (next time I'll post a picture) and was appropriate to their divine patroness "Maria, Ina ng Kapayapaan" or in English: Mary, Mother of Peace.

The goods that we will distribute to each of the selected 100 consist of a kettle, charcoal stove, pail, broom and 2 kilos of rice. The money used to buy these goods came from the National Board of the Catholic Women's League and from two of the Diocesan Board members, Sister Del Biason and Sister Lingay Pacleb. The distribution will be on Monday, October 19 so that the roads will be more dried and clear and the CWL members concerned are free from our usual church responsibilities.

The Catholic Women's League from the Diocese of Antipolo could surely make these chosen people happy. As a Catholic woman, I am C-ommitted to W-ork with L-ove and that's the real essence of Charity, Work and Loyalty.







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I am a Food Victim

After two weeks of flood waters in front of my house, thanks God, we survive. Yes, our village was flooded again -- after almost twelve years. The first time I experienced flood was when I was still working. Our company had been very compassionate with its employees who reside at Greenwoods. It dispatches two coasters in the morning to pick us up and return in the afternoon after office hours for almost a month during the flood. That was a very clear picture of what a responsible employer should be. The result was, no one among us got itchy foot and remained healthy until MY retirement.

Going back to the flood, it was a horrible Saturday afternoon on September 26 when the waters went up so fast that our place instantly became unpassable. Only trucks and makeshift bancas could pass our street. Then it went dark - brown out. No radios, no TVs, no internet (of course). I felt we were isolated from the rest of the world. When power rekindled in the morning and our TV was switched on, it was a depression to see the scope of the damages caused by the typhoon. Our municipality was one of the worst hit by the catastrophe. Then I called my children in their respective houses. My children relayed there own experiences which I don't even want to recollect.

It has been two weeks last Sunday but our street was still knee deep with waters. During the Mass, I offered prayers for the continuous healing of my husband and a special prayer for the immediate drying of our street. To our surprise, coming home from the coaster of our priest who happened to pass by our house, we were able to step on our garage without wetting our feet. The following morning all the waters were gone and our street was dried as if it were again summer. See what God can do. He must also have surprises for you.







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