Light Bulb Moments

Two days before the game, we already have a clue on what to do during the game day, but honestly speaking I still didn’t get the whole idea of the game. Then when we were already on the ground, I did figure it out and I kept saying “Hala! Lingaw lage ni.” Seeing my classmates jumping from one plate to another knowing that the distances aren’t equal and the numbers aren’t arranged is really amusing. But that’s just it; it’s my version of the story. If I were one of those members of the group, I don’t think I could even suggest a brilliant tactic for us to make it on time without any errors. The heart of the game was for the group to work together without event talking about it. It’s like a mutual understanding between two persons, no words spoken and no signals delivered, and all that matters is that you have one goal, and that is to succeed. There were two things I’ve learned from the activity: one is that following instructions really matters, otherwise you’ll end up making mistakes; ...

Since the brain cannot pay attention to everything…uninteresting, boring or emotionally flat lessons simply will not be remembered. – Launa Ellison When we were asked to define safe and secure, even when the facilitator were just briefing us about what to expect about the subject, I felt so proud knowing that even before that day, I learned about its difference and I never forget. Some three years ago, I may not have remembered the exact words or the exact meaning, someone told me (during class discussions) about it, and it retained to my system after all these years, it was never hidden in the part of our brain where the things we’ve forgotten are kept. I don’t know if my classmates that time felt the same way, I never bother ask anyway. But what’s more interesting is that, that someone was actually the facilitator himself. During our first group activity, with me feeling so proud to remember a lesson way back, I didn’t hesitate telling my group mates the same example the facilitator ...

In the deafening noise of silence Shock defines every fiber of my being As the words start to sink in Eyes blurred as liquid start to show My whole body stood still and cold Voice cracked when I started to speak A hot fluid fell down my cheeks I impossibly tried pulling it back Then my knees went Jell-O Slowly pulling me down to the floor As if I'll find strength sitting A moment passed before I find myself back The pain and fear was still there "Ground, swallow me up now..." I said I wish I could hide from this pain crept into my heart To bleed for something I can't have is unbearable To bleed for something I have is too much It's all that I have And losing it would kill me My imperfections, pardon me All I want is find my way home Rush into your arms Feel the warmth of your skin Feel the intensity of your love And tell you, te amo,  Mama. - M