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Biyernes, Disyembre 23, 2011

Christmas solitaires

I am often wondering why a lot of my single friends would lament of "cold " Christmases while in fact that is absolutely normal since the weather is really very cold at this month so whether you are with someone or not- there is no doubt you will feel the cold. I for one have experienced some seasons where I am single but I never found it that cold to be unbearable. For a hot country like the Philippines, it is a breather when it starts to cool down on the ber months.

Working in the city away from the parents makes the season more cold but nonetheless an experience that would make you realize how much you value your family. Its been two years since I was with my family and it is a bit difficult to imagine how our home looks like after two years. Of course I have met my family in baguio onm several occassions but the thought that we are all together at home gives a different touch to the memory. I would say that I am a bit sad on those moments but the solitude also gave me time to serve the Lord. That I believe is as good as me at home.

Have a merry merry Christmas

Huwebes, Disyembre 22, 2011

Walking with Angels

I walked with an angel today.. in Greenhills and at the Mega Mall. I even ate lunch with one. Maybe they do come out and walk among us every Christmas.

I ate a sumptous meal with a friend a while ago at the AMICI restaurant located at the atrium of SM Mega mall. I always place Avenettos as the benchmark for italian restaurants in the Philippines as it is the sole restaurant I have been where Italian dishes are served quite near its original identity. However, I was surprised to find that the Amici restaurant is also a good choice given the quality of the taste of their dishes. More that that, their serving size is also good for the price. I would definitely endorse Amici to those who want near authentic Italian dishes.

Now you may be confused where I am going with the angel thingy and then jumping abruptly to eating at an Italian restaurant. Well let me clear your mind. Walking at Greenhills this morning, I came across a woman who is bringing his seemingly senile husband for a holiday shopping. I am sure they are not that rich but would have saved much for the shopping spree. The old man is quite unreasonable and started to act childish. While walking, the old man toppled some wares which came scattered on the floor. From experince, either the owner of the stall or the companion will be angry at the clumsiness of the perpetrator whether it be an old man or a child. I was surprised to see the old woman calm the old man and then apologetically picked up the wares even at the expense of her back probably pestered with arthritis. More to my surprise, the owner of the stall apologized that her wares are blocking the way. It left me wondering if this is what Christmas makes of us.

Moving to Mega mall where I went next, I met a handsome man and he looks like an angel.. Like how shallow can I turn to.. Pardon me. Well still today, I walked with angels whatever form they may be..

Martes, Nobyembre 29, 2011

Maple Leaves and Promises

Everyone would probably remember their first experiment on the density or for volume where the teacher would instruct the students to fill a container with water, measure it and then place an object, take it out and then measure again the level of the water. The displacement in the water is said to be the density of the object. I may not be able to recall exactly if that was the concept or the terminology but I am always fascinated by how another object displaces another.

Over the past tumultuous relationships where I am always left behind to wallow on the pain of broken dreams and plans I believe the idea of displacement kept me sane. I came to adapt with that predicament with the thought that in order to replace what was removed, you merely need to replace it with something of equal or greater size.

A lot of years have passed and I am still full with bitterness compiled from every failed relationship I had. Maybe I never stopped loving them all- maybe I never totally forgot. I may have kept them in their individual boxes only to be liberated once you come across instances that refreshes the filaments of memories.

Lunes, Nobyembre 21, 2011

Miss Stress

Whether on fairytales or on the local TV soap operas, mistresses are portrayed as bad people ruining lives, promises and dreams. To prove that indeed it is a very marketable idea to the people, the recent movie of Anne Curtis featuring a love triangle involving a couple and another woman drew a lot of enthusiasm from the viewing public. Even the usual love stories being shown today on almost all media would involve the OTHER Man/Woman that would either mess up the potentiality of a relationship or who would later on give in to the realization that he/she will never be completely happy with someone who will never be able to love him/her back.

It is then a battle of the good versus the evil; the mistresses being the evil breed. Ironic that the mistress is portrayed as the evil kind yet the populace willingly embraces every portrayal as if it is an acceptable role in the society. Very convenient and easy to portray that being a mistress or having one in secret is an enjoyable and an easy thing- something that anyone can engage into and get off easily. I would however doubt that whoever spawned that idea may not have been a mistress even once in their lifetime. It is unlike other experiences that you get the grasp of the whole concept/experience only by reading it or hearing some stories from friends. Being a mistress is a unique experience- an experience filled with stress.

Every mistress has her own version of the reason why she settled for such situation. To make the context more accurate , I would put a he/she item on the term mistress as there are growing cases transcending gender and sex. If it was complicated when only the 2 sexes were involved what more if we add more varieties to the story.What the huge part of the populace might be of the usual kabit who is likely to be described as prettier, sexier, sex-oriented, needy of money or other what not compared to the wife. Yet I know of a lot of true stories relating to the husband being a closet and having his kumpare as his "mistress".

How about the story of a gay who fell in love with a man who is originally married but is currently not together with the wife who cheated on him and eloped with a richer man. A rich married man left with a kid to raise and afraid to love and be cheated anymore- a man who settled for casual sex to kill the incessant urges of the flesh. Now came a gay who offered both the comfort of a relationship and the liberty to continue the casual sex engagements. Is the gay a mistress given that the man is still married? 

I have actually said a lot without discussing my knowledge of the case. But I will leave this post as is because as I have said before, the story of a mistress is very complex.

Huwebes, Nobyembre 17, 2011

Picking Up the Pieces

I would call ours as the wierdest relationship one can get into. For almost 6 months now, we have managed to be mum about the status of our relationship and even evaded suspicion regarding its existence. I am happy with the set-up because we are kept safe of all the biases of the people around us. The nature of our jobs even makes it favorable to be on a covert status.

It is however difficult on the sense that also the happy moments that must be proudly shared with the other people are kept in the dark and far away from the judging eyes. My relationship involves an older man I am not actually sure if he is married or not or in a deep commitment with someone else. Maybe it is all true the thing they say about love, that once you are smitten, there is no turning back. Come hell or high water, people blinded by love tend to brave it. As for me, I always stick with who I am- crossing bridges when I come across it but making sure I have my safety jacket with me should those bridges collase under my feet.

Sabado, Setyembre 10, 2011

Long time no Blog

After my office found out my blogging, they asked me to stop it since it eats my time daw.. But I think not so I persisted in doing it until they blocked all the blogging sites.. very very very sad.. but still I am happy to be back... wapak pak

Linggo, Hulyo 24, 2011

caught in crossfires

just imagine if vice president binay would plan on leading an ouster of president aquino, how would he achieve it? philippine history reveals that people power has been a very effective tool in achieving such endeavor. Not just once but twice did the people out a president for two varying reasons and conditions. if the vice president would resort to such mechanism, how can he do it? it will surely start with the brewing of malice and controversies that would elicit the support of the populace to the accuser and away from the accused.

in the process of making issues, controversies and slanderous statements, who will stand to validate those claims. It would be some small people who would eventually be tagged as whistle blowers who risk their selves for some period of recognition of their valor. some hail them as heroes, some would see them as traitors but not much actually paid attention to the fact that they were just used because of selfish gains.

after the crossfires are over, what is left in the battlefield? standing is the victor and the pawns are left to fend for themselves... yet we never learn from this paradigm..

Sabado, Hulyo 16, 2011

Spaces

i got nominated to be a part of the Boart of Trustees for the MBA Society at my graduate school. Among those 20 who were also nominated, I was the sole soul to back out. I can feel that some of the people are disappointed with what i did but i can not stop but think that I do hold the decisions for my life. Besides, it will not be convenient anymore if i make such commitment. I am working full time as an analyst as well as teach 3 subjects part time. Those alone excluding my post graduate studies are stressful enough. yet I love teaching and i can not simply leave my job for I feel I am needed. Not now that there are resignations will they welcome my resignation. Somehow these factors are making me sustain all the balls that I joggle in life. Few people understand it. They would say that all of us are busy and we all feel the same. That is not fair for I do doubt if they really know half of the burden I am carrying.

Miyerkules, Hunyo 22, 2011

memory touch

I am not sure anymore if distance is what I really need with people. I thought at first that my alienation towards closed knit relationships on groups can be heavily attributed to the closer ties most of the members have since they are friends from the beginning. It is only now I realize that the problem can actually be me just afraid of fostering a closer relationship with them. It is my attitude to severe any forming relationships because I believe that without any concrete reasons, there is no need for a strong relationship. So it goes that up to my age now, I really do not have people whom I can claim to be very close with. Almost everyone has that best friend whom he or she can confide the problems and the joys of life. As for me, I think I have no one but my self. Not that I pity myself for being lonesome on most aspects but I can sense that I am an outcast to the definition of camaraderie. Even if I would claim to be actually happy which I really am, it would not hold true because society would not agree. Yet I feel satisfied with that situation. What I do to appease my questioning is to think that once in my life, I have touched others lives just enough to make them remember who I am. 

Martes, Hunyo 21, 2011

Maam Google

I always admire my adviser and my Beverage management teacher for her beauty poise and knowledge of the subject matter she teaches. She is  the sole person I know who gets drunk gracefully. Now that it is my turn to teach beverage management to students, I always look up to how she taught me the lesson. She is the benchmark of how a teacher must teach Bev management. I even use the handbook she co-authored with another teacher in my attempt to completely duplicate the educating and informative learning experience with her. She is in Korea now and I can not get to her to ask few tips on how a neophyte like me must handle the pressures of the course. Even if I can not reach Maam Guggi... i relied on Maam google to supplement the lacking knowledge...

Lunes, Hunyo 20, 2011

Firts Day bloopers

First day of classes and I actually woke up 30 minutes before the start of my first class. Maybe because I slept late the other night after spending some quality time with my catering classmates whom I have not seen for a while. Now that I am late for my classes, I hurried to school knowing that from my residence it is a 2 hour travel. Thank God for the MRT and LRT that I made it to the school in 45 minutes. Another flop however is that I have not printed my class schedule yet and that I do not know where my classrooms are. That took me another 20 minutes making me an hour late for my classes. Still, God loves me because the teacher actually did not discuss anything important.

Martes, Hunyo 14, 2011

role switch

All of the sudden, I realize that I am not a student and that my enthusiasm is misplaced on the first day of classes. For I am a teacher now and I said that on the first day of my classes, I will not joke because today is teachers day... Although I made the mood of the class seem awesome, I really despise the encounter with some students who are so rowdy. First day of class and I am yet to determine if I am ready indeed to conquer teaching. 

Lunes, Hunyo 13, 2011

I'll never lend this way again

I find the manner with which a friend of mine confronted? a debtor who chooses to ignore the asking for the payment. For me, I do not easily loan money for it is so difficult for me to ask the person to pay for it much more to force her to pay for it. Actually most of the methods that can substitute the actual confrontation became available with the dawn of technological advances. Text messaging and email really made it easy to ask for the loaned money without actually showing how off it is to do it. But the social networking sites I must say make this ordeal more fantastic as it do not limit the involvement to only two people.

Now this friends of mine after several attempts to ask for the borrowed money and ended up getting ignored, posted a status on FB clamoring for a certain Lady Allison to pay. Now it went embarrassing as people commented and made fun of the debtor. Much worse, they hit the appearance of the lady which is actually out of the question. This made me think if this lady thought of this condition and weighed if the public humiliation is worth the debt.

Linggo, Hunyo 5, 2011

Back in Business

And after a few weeks of not being around, I am here na ulit. I just want to share kung gaano nga ba kahirap ang experience ng isang taong full time employed, full time student at part time na teacher pa.

A lot of my friends actually ask me why I need to joggle those things na as if I am sustaining 3 families daw. Why do I need to study further pa daw e meron naman daw akong degree na which I can use to pursue a career. And why would I need to teach part time? well to answer them I told them I just want to do things in my Life.

hahahahha wala pa lang kwenta tonbg binlog ko.. Hope to make some sense sa susunod.. sorry

Biyernes, Mayo 20, 2011

Night at the high Street

Last night I was walking at Serendra to meet with some friends for some quality time. It is a coincidence that I get to meet some of my former residents at Kalayaan residence Hall. I was surprised to see them so far away from home.. ahahahhah Anyway, my friends and I spent the night singing our hearts out at the music zone of Timezone... At around 11:30 the air conditioning went off and that we were forced to endure the heat in exchange of the fun of belting our hearts out. Now after the singing portion came the eating portion at the Mercato. We went around the stalls almost twice without getting to choose anything at all. And then maybe out of exhaustion, we settled for anything appealing that will first attract our attention... It was not bad at all for we enjoyed the lasagna, the empanada..... it was a night of stories and trivia... thank you friends...

Huwebes, Mayo 19, 2011

The other door

Indeed, frustrations and failures leave us to stare too long at closed doors never noticing a window that the Lord may have opened to serve his plans for us. At times we make up our minds and fail to see that there is more from all those failures. It does not mean that those disappointments will suffice in making all our other dreams crumble. If something is not given to you, maybe the Lord plans a different path for you and you are just not looking thorough enough on the places where you could have found what was planned for you. God never forgets... he leads!

Linggo, Mayo 15, 2011

Life as we see it

At my age I would consider myself as luckier compared to others who have not managed to finish their education and were left in the provinces to wallow in the old way of life I have completely shunned away. But I would think that success and achievements vary in definitions so is our notion of fulfillment. Even if we carried the same task, you might not feel it was a failure if you landed 3rd or second because your idea of winning would be to enjoy the competition and not place the last. Such are the realizations after singing at the funeral of an old acquittance. This acquittance is barely 35 years of age and was acquainted to me because we are both active at the parish in our university. He died last Sunday after attending the mass. All his life, he says he has been religiously attending the mass and assisting the father on the mass needs. I never felt envy on his works not until he died and I came to fully realize what fulfillment was brought by his devotion. A lot of us would call most church leaders as hypocrites but I believe he is different. I hope I can set aside more of me for the service to God.

Biyernes, Mayo 13, 2011

Those barriers

I am going to change school and enroll somewhere else for my post graduate studies. I am adamant to do so because I am one of those people who are heavily entrenched with the idea that besides my old university, there are no better schools to offer such education. Although I am fully aware that that is not the case, a lot of people think that way. Somehow, all of the circumstances and considerations are pointing out to trying this school out. Now again, there is the problem with trying out because the enthusiasm might die down after a month or two and I will dessert that path again? It is pathetic that I do not have the decisiveness and will to stand by what I believe in no matter how poor the outcome may be. Give me strength!

Miyerkules, Mayo 11, 2011

Taking bold steps...

I always consider myself a coward for I can not truly confront those fears that tend to hold me back... Again as I was bound to do something for self-enrichment a while ago, I am at the crossroads given that there are some issues in my family that might actually be a major factor to derail such plan. Priorities must be set as they say... But as I was riding the jeepney to somewhere, a boy of about 14 got on the jeep with two old women. The two old women paid their fares and was crossly confronted by the driver for it was short by about 2 pesos. On similar occasions before, I would butt in and would openly criticize the driver for his stinginess. But before I could comment, the boy paid his fare and asked the driver not to argue with the old women for the short fare and just cancel it out with the change of the boy. I was so touched by the concern of the boy even to ugly strangers like those two old women. With that in mind, I dared my self to go on with what I was bound to do for the day and I did. I was inspired by the fact that if along the way I would stumble, I am sure that there are more people like that kid who would extend their hands and help me up....

Biyernes, Mayo 6, 2011

Zibula

Everybody chases their own Zibula. In old Aztec legends, Zibula is the mythical land of gold just like el Dorado. Referring to this post, by saying Zibula does not only limit to everyone's desire to be rich but of all our dreams as a whole. I believe that every dream is like a piece of gold worthy to be treasured and be proud of. Just like gold, enough pride must be revered to it for excessive of this may lead others to know where your gold is. Just like in our dreams, we must be proud of it but not too proud that we step into others dreams or we tend to make our dreams mere exaggerations of our failures to reach those dreams. It may actually be a mistake that I have likened our dreams to Zibula because it is unattainable.. but thinking again, maybe it is just right to liken it to such because dreams are meant to continuously push us off our limits.. that those unreachable shortes will be reachable tomorrow and then we set other Zibulas for other days... keep dreaming.

Miyerkules, Mayo 4, 2011

The other faces

1 + 1 = 2

What then is two? some would automatically answer that it is a sum of two 1 without thinking that this is also the difference between 5 and 3 and so on..

There are instances when we fell the pride of knowing a lot about something leading us to close our minds for other possibilities that may also be equally correct than what we hold as the truth. Maybe because we feel that sometimes we are inside those truths that we do not easily give in to other possibilities.


Martes, Mayo 3, 2011

Search

It is so difficult to complete a puzzle with a thousand pieces.. so is life with more people to please. I go with life being lived to the fullest by doing something that will make you happy and not be dictated by other people. But such would not be possible if you attach yourself to people.. if you include people you love in your plans.. if you value people that have somehow touched your life along your process of growing.. Shunning those people would be voiding yourself of emotions and memories.. and what would be the worth of the happiness you can achieve if there are no people to offer it to.... shunning those people away would not bring lasting joy and fulfillment.. what will take place is the emptiness... And as I search for what will make me happy or rather what would make us happy, I find difficulty for I am stepping out of my comfort zone.. I am showing to the world the vulnerability of my self.. I fear that.. but let me believe for once that YOU are worth this risk..

Lunes, Mayo 2, 2011

scholarships will come

Faith is all I have on embarking on this risk in my life.. With my world filled with uncertainty, I am at the position to take the risk and make my way on what is in store for me.. I fear that I may fail along the way... but I know I am with God. For every stone that makes me stumble, He is there to catch me. To the lord I surrender my plans..

Huwebes, Abril 28, 2011

Breakup tale- Creative writing 10 version

Grandma and the Break up
            The excitement I felt a while ago did not subside with the growing silence between us. I sat at the sofa opposite him and just stared at his blank face. I tried talking for a while, sharing how I topped the Math examination, how I and my sister spent P5,000 on a day, and how my high school friend found a boyfriend. He just sat there quietly staring at me but the blank look in his face told me he was neither listening nor interested.
            Fear jolted me. I know that something was wrong. I can feel it coming. With his lack of response, I chose to stay quiet and just thought of how much we missed each other after almost a month of  separation. How I prayed for the days to pass quickly just to have this day. Now its here, I do not know where to channel the anticipation and excitement I have. I have to overpower that feeling that something was wrong. For no reason, I felt a surge of panic engulf me. I tried to tell him how I missed him but I can not. I am afraid of what he would answer me.
            I chose to dwell in silence fearing that I may cross the line with the stupid stories I shared. There we were, two souls looking at each other attempting to gauge the message our eyes conveyed. I failed to look into him, his was blank. I know he can see all of me- the anticipation, excitement, joy, and love. I moved my gaze away from him. Then he said he missed me so much. And that was all. Even if it was mid afternoon, the room seemed to be trapped in the still of the night. Not even the wind dared to blow the chimes at the nearby window.
            I searched him with my eyes and tried to find the reasons why all this silence enveloped us.  He haven’t changed that much.  I smiled when I saw his face, the familiar sunburns that ruined his handsome features were not there. Maybe the sun in ZXVVG is not that angry to the cadets this time of year or maybe they were finally allowed to use sun block. His skin was evenly tanned which made him even more attractive to me. He  was darker the last time we saw each other. His hair had grown longer compared to the cadet picture he sent me at the start of this month. Nothing really changed. He was still the funny guy who used to be my best friend, the same guy who made me laugh with his antics.
            Thoughts were broken when he stood and entered their dining area. I assumed he would get some snack. When he was gone, I realized that the suffocating silence was heightened by the absence of his family- both parents at work and his sister at school. I looked around the sala and was surprised to still find our boy scout pictures displayed on top of their old piano. A stranger would surely mistake me as a member of this family. Then I heard him coming and I was seized again by fear.
 He came back with a tray filed with some fruits, a knife, 2 brandy snifters and a medium sized bottle of Grand Matador. I stared at him blankly to let him know that I was not interested, how can he forget that I do not drink and that I hate seeing him drinking. Yet he smiled and set the things on the table. He started pouring on the snifters and motioned me to take my part. I did not move. Then he stood and went to their kitchen again and wasn’t long before he emerged with a glass of apple juice. Upon settling in his seat, he filled his snifter to the brim and then finished it off with one gulp. And then another and another. I took a sip at the juice then picked an apple and decided to peel it slowly just to have something to do. I asked him if that’s what they learn in the academy and he just smiled while gesturing a toast to me. I know exactly what was happening, he was getting drunk just to tell me something. I waited for the words patiently because I think this was the best thing to do.
            “I’m sorry” he said. I stopped peeling the apple. I did not answer him. Then he asked me if I remember the girl that he had been talking to me about- the researcher whom he grew close with because we have a lot of similarities. The favorite songs, our features and the way we talk are just few things he claimed to be our similarities. I nodded because I remembered how I dreaded the stories of her. I could predict where this story was going, I have watched a great deal of this in the local teleseryes. I know he would tell me that he was sorry but he fell in love with the girl and that we can not be what we used to be anymore. But he never said it. He continued to drink. Then I looked again at his eyes, I saw loneliness. He began to cry. “Mama and Papa are not here because they are with her” he said. I dared not to ask why and just continued to peel the apple. After a long silence, “She is giving birth to my child.” I automatically stopped peeling and looked at him. I tried to stay calm while he was already sobbing. “Im sorry” he said. “Then why are you not with her?” I tried to hide my emotions and started to act like a friend as if nothing really happened. “It is a premature birth and it is so risky, I don’t want to see her suffering so much. I love her” he said. I was struck by what he said. I swallowed thrice to remove the tears choking me.” What if they find out at the academy? You will be kicked out.” He was silent. And then I can not stand it any longer. The intensity of the pain had no word to correspond with. I am not sure if it was because of this emotional pain that I was starting to feel physically weak too. I dropped the apple and the knife and started to collect my things. He reached out and pulled me to the sofa where he was sitting. I was so weak to resist.  “But I loved you, believe me. I love her because I see you in her” he whispered with his face very near my ears. I can smell brandy from his breath and I moved to where he I used to sit. “I said I love you” he shouted! I did not answer. 

“I am sorry too” was all I managed to say. He was crying. Then he smashed the bottle of Grand Matador on the table. It broke with a loud crash. His hands were bloody and he picked up the largest broken piece and played with it. The pain a while ago developed into nausea but I tried to compose myself. I picked up the knife and the apple and said calmly but with anger, “I am really sorry, but someone has to go.” He smiled with tears and looked at my glass of juice then said, “Yeah, I guess so. Someone has to go.”

eksenang alam ni inay

Glenda: Oh I’m sorry. I thought you are sleeping, just came in to wake you up.
Juan Carlo: its ok mom.
G: Kevin came to fetch you for dinner a while go but you did not respond, anything wrong?
JC: Nothing mom.
G: Are you sick? Here let me feel if you are hot.
JC: Im OK. Just need to rest.
G: You’ve been sleeping the whole day, what have you been tired of lately? You have been like this for almost a week; skipping dinner, always staying here in your room, never talking to anyone even your girlfriend.
JC: Mom I’m OK. Don’t worry.
G: and Stella? Always on the phone but you are making alibis not to talk to her. You know shes been worried about you.
JC: Were ok.
G: Ok? How good is that OK?
JC: very good mom. Just so tired with basketball practice.
G: Did you have any fight with Alfred? I haven’t seen him here lately? Or are you kicked out of the varsity team?
JC:  Everything’s OK mom! I am still on the varsity. Alfred just have. ( pause) never mind.
G: Have what? Swine flu?
JC: No mom, just busy with ( long pause) someone else (softly).
G: now don’t be like that. You should be happy for your friend. Just like he is for you and Stella.
JC:  well. Uhhmm. Of course I’m  happy. Very happy.
G:  tell me honestly, I would understand. Is that jealousy I’m sensing from your voice? Uyy! Now I know it. You want his girl? How could you? Stella is so good.
JC: No mom. Maybe just leave me alone to sleep, I’m tired.
G: Son. Son, look at me JC. Are you crying? What’s the wrong?
JC: nothing mom ( pause)nothing !( sobbing)
G: Now I’ve been quiet for a long time regarding this. You’re crying for Alfred right? You have a relationship? 
JC: MOM!!
G: Yah! Now I get it, the weekly sleepovers, phone call, and these pictures on your room. Oh my. Now I get it.  Now I know why Stella is always looking for you when you said you are out on a date.
JC: MOM! I’m tired.
G: Now tell me so I know what to do to help you! And Stella? Poor Stella. After this, her mother would not invite me to church anymore.
JC: Mom, Im not gay if that’s what you are trying to say. Im not breaking up with Stella.
G: You are gay!
JC: IM NOT!! ( sobbing)
G: You are! And stop fooling Stella. Stop using her. Well maybe you are confused. Stop this foolishness at once and I won’t tell your father about this. About what you and Alfred do every sleepover. Stop this.
JC: Mom please don’t put me into this.( pause) pleeeease!
G: Stop it. And be a man. Quit the varsity if that would stop you from seeing him. Now are we clear here?
JC: Mom I cant.
G: Oh you can, before your father knows about it
JC: Mom I’m tired.
 ( footsteps and a door closed)

Time Machine

What is acceptance to someone who grieves? Is it a piece of bread to a hungry child? Is it water to someone in the dessert? There are times when we are prepared to lose someone so we tend to easily let go. But there are those equal number of times when we are rocked by  instances of losing people we want to keep with us. We are left with unexpressed emotions, unshed tears, unspoken affection, dreams and memories. It is easy to say acceptance, but it takes a lifetime to really endure it. There is no such thing as letting go and accepting it. The curse of accepting lingers, people are just stuborn to admit the stupid lingering. Somewhere in time, memories whisk us to the past. Somewhere in time, we are whisked to the future by our dreams. There are those losses and acceptances that make those memories happy but dreams are always painful.Dreams that are left unfulfilled until eternity. There is no such thing as one fullfilling a dream of two, that would only be ones dream.  These time machines remind us how we construct our life just for the sake of making sense out of it... life is how we make it.

Cordillera Day 2011

"Such arrogance to speak of owning the land when you shall be owned by it. How can you outlive that which outlive you? Only the race owns the land because only the race lives forever." ~Macliing Dulag
As I was browsing on FB on the status of some of my friends I came across a status similar to the quotation I have placed above.  Filled with guilt, I asked myself why I have prioritized my vacation over going to Lacub, Abra to enjoin my fellow IPs in the annual celebration of the Cordillera Day. I would have managed to go there if I have just crammed my vacation up to then Easter Sunday and then rush to Abra just in time for the start of the 5 day event. I think aside from being proud that I am an IP, it would be a nice contribution if I made a physical appearance so as to really make my people proud that I am with them in the seemingly endless struggle for self determination. It was a slow realization for me but leaving that history behind, now I am proud to be an Igorot whose roots are really worth being proud of. Long live the IPs.. Onward to our call for self-determination!!
 

Lunes, Abril 25, 2011

Clawing justice

If we let fear rule our lives or if we leave it to those who abuse power to continue abusing us, we ourselves do not respect the essence of freedom that the Lord has gave us. Claiming justice is one of the most difficult stunts that an individual can do. It is one thing to stand out and brave your accusers and lay waiting to see if justice is served while being tormented by the fact that you may be at a disadvantage. Even if we are shaken and lead astray by fear, we must claw justice on the wall of prejudice for us to trail blaze the way of courage that others may trod in the future. It is still about us and not just about them. We may have been lost on our effort to claw away injustice but at least we have lived a meaningful life.. Truth and justice to prevail.

Linggo, Abril 24, 2011

Granma and the breakup


“ ang susunod na istasyon ay Katipunan. Next station, Katipunan station....”


kling! Arriving at Katipunan station. 

I barely heard those words from the speaker of the LRT as I hurriedly stood from my seat to leave the station; heart pounding heavily, eyes so heavy with suppressed tears and a mind so baffled with emotion already incapable of processing simple questions. Even with the crowd around me, the pounding of my heart seemed to be the only sound heard. It deafened me…It made me more depressed…It may not have been true on that depressing day but now I clearly remember that day when I know that my last days of being weak, I owe it to Grandma.
I often laugh at myself when I look back how I had this relationship with him. I would often awe my friends when I say that I am a virgin and that I and my boyfriend never went beyond holding hands. It made me think on what really are the parameters and qualifications for one to be termed as a homosexual relationship. Or maybe after all, if this kind of relationship requires kissing and having sex, then I we did not have any intimate relationship at all.
It all started as a mere friendship between us. He was a former suitor of my older sister so we are acquainted with each other. He was a 3rd class cadet of PXXXXXXXXX Academy  while I was a Junior student at the University of the Philippines when we started to have a special relationship. It is not really clear who initiated it. It came as a part of letting the friendship going deeper. We just fell comfortable with setting ourselves that way. I laugh to find myself kinikilig with the same quotes he used for my sister. He used to visit me monthly all the way from YYYYY to as he say, have a special time with me. This year’s month of August was an extra special one because aside from the fact that we haven’t seen each other since summer, it was my birth month. I was hoping to experience a more exciting event with him as he claimed to have a surprise for me. For this particular date, he did not come to fetch me at our dormitory just like what he used to do. Thinking that it was just part of the surprise, I readily agreed to join him at their house in Sta. Mesa alone.
After the harassing ride inside the LRT, I arrived at their house to find him alone and drinking an almost empty bottle of Grand Matador brandy. I am always irritated by his drinking but my longing at least lead me to just ignore it and reserve the spanking for next occasion. I was taken by the silence… I thought he was just playing around…he did not talk to me….just occasional glances. He just silently emptied the bottle and bowed his head as if in great contemplation. It was dead silence… too long for his silence.. I tried to break it and told stories of the past months…of how I missed him. of my plans to visit the arcade with him… he just sat there quietly. This state of silence alarmed me, I stopped talking and just waited for him to talk…I sensed some problem. The waiting was agonizing; I don’t know nor can guess what’s in store for us. Time seems to drag itself very slowly these moments.
Then he finally spoke. He told me of some girl he met last year at the Valentines ball. She is his friend’s sister. He told me she has been visiting him at their boarding house every week end; bringing him food and doing the households for them. I know that instant where the conversation is leading. The reality is gripping me tight that it weakens me so much. I am not myself anymore. All the courage and confidence was shed by this slowly emerging fact. It did not surprise me at all when he asked me to hug him. I am near the point of bursting into tears. When I did not do the move, he rose and hugged me tightly. Then he whispered, “please let go.” I was stunned by the words… I am speechless. After he let me go, he asked me out for a dinner. In response, I stood and hurriedly grabbed my things and left silently. It was a passive rejection but I felt the impact greater. He did not do any effort to stop me.
I went the same way I came, but not with the same enthusiasm anymore. It hurts to know that the plans you made together are just illusions to recall. It taught me the lesson of where a gay should place him self in the society.
Whenever I am on the LRT, whenever I see people sweet over a bottle of wine, whenever am surrounded by silence; I clearly remember the pain…it torments me each night. It is not just the issue on me being bitter of being dumped but rather the fact that form the start, I was never a choice. But I never blamed Grandma for maybe bringing out the courage from him to say what he wanted for after all, it was his choice. From then on, I closed my heart for him, for others and for Grandma…

Crossroads

I am sure the day before that I would stop working and pursue my studies but the fact that my parents are sending two of my siblings to college tears me apart. I am torn between my personal dreams and the knowledge of the burden that my mother would be bearing.

hala apedak umegyat sin uncertaintyn di decision ko ya ay pilmi.. Hala I am lost nu sino ngen ikak,, sunga nay ilislistak nan kanak en ikak nu sumang atak id baguio next week. Help me God... Guide me..

Huwebes, Abril 21, 2011

samemana santa

every year, i get to observe the behavior of some people because i serve at the church as  a member of the choir. rarely do I see the church so filled with people and prayers so loudly recited. Not that I believe that all these are plain showing off or worse just going with the fad, but i can not really feel the sincerity from most of the people. It is really difficult being a judgmental person because oftentimes you limit the capacity of the person to actually choose from a variety of options as you limit the possible courses of actions into two or three. With that said, the sorts of me would believe that either you are a hypocrite or that you are  a family person when you get dragged to school. Honestly, I do not like what I am seeing annually because I believe that their efforts are not within the purpose of the celebration. Going to church just for compliance sake might in a remote possibility be a good thing in the small possibility of getting eternally converted but at a larger possibility be a show of the desecration of the meaning of Lent. Instead of surrendering yourself to the Lord, you are there showing to everyone how better off you are from those who do not even mind going to church. Let our hearts be the temple of the Lord.

Martes, Abril 19, 2011

Meeting an Angel

At times when our lives get too rough, the Lord never fails to send us his angels to save us from ill fate.

Starting a few weeks ago, the atmosphere at our office constricts most of us that we are eventually breaking into two factions that hold grievances against the other. I am most concerned with our faction because we feel that we are at a disadvantage. I am not sure if there is even justice in store for us in the event that we cry foul. Yet personally, I know that I have to stand with the truth. Not that I am one of these people that I go with their grievances but I feel that it is the truth I am standing for.

Now days have passed and the rift between the factions are getting bigger and that the atmosphere is not anymore conducive for work. That was when the angel came. I am not sure what really qualified him as an angel except for the literal similarity with his name. He might not be completely angelic on his physical attributes but his compassion and MODESTY makes me think he is- and I hope he is.....

He did not magically ease the tension or that he mediated the resolution of the problem between the factions but he presented himself as a more open individual where criticisms have a higher rate of acceptance and consideration. As children, we pray for God to send his angels to listen to our petty requests and protect us- I guess he does that.. May the modest angel live up to his name and my expectations.... So help us God.. especially him...

How Chowking killed my Halohalo craving

I was at the Club Manila East with some of my work mates yesterday to have a dip in celebration of the hot summer when I saw the large halo-halo tumbler of Chowking that looks so inviting I immediately had the craving to have some. Much to my dismay, while I am on the queue to place my order at the counter, the crew at the counter answered sourly that they are not serving halo halo. By sourly I mean that she was not even looking at me and she used a dismissive tone. Now can you blame me if sasabihin ko sa kanya na "nagbukas pa kayo?" It seems to me that  with all their tarpaulins and their figures loitering around the resort, they are advertising the halo halo as their featured product. After two hours or so, I asked a friend of mine to inquire about the halo halo as my craving was not yet satisfied. He was told that the halo halo serving will only start at one pm. So for how many hours, I waited and hoped that they will serve halo halo. At around 1:30 pm, i eagerly went to the counter and inquired and was very much disappointed to be informed that they will not be serving halo halo for the day. Fortunately, that disappointment sated my craving! Now help me here, I can not find a degrading term to call how they operate at the CME branch of Chowking...

Huwebes, Abril 14, 2011

Of old Photographs....

Coinciding with the celebration of the Maundy Thursday would be the planned batch gathering initiated by some of our batch mates. I do appreciate the thought of it and of course getting me included on the invitation but still I do not feel a strong drive to go there and attend. For the first 3 years of attending the batch gathering, I come to realize that there indeed is no deep affection treasured towards them. Maybe because I was a detached person way back when I was a student that I do not feel very comfortable with them but even now that we are grown ups, I can not still feel the longing that would be normal for those you have significantly considered as part of your memories. No wonder, most of my memories when I was attending the secondary school are mostly about myself. Am i that selfish to cherish only my memories? or am i that detached that I really never came close to having memories with them....

Miyerkules, Abril 13, 2011

Happy pictures

Not that these pictures are happy on the literal sense but they never fail to make me smile whenever i look at them. Let me share it to you and maybe the humor I found in them would be found by you...

I will wondewr if sino kaya ang bibili sa ganitong tindahan ng damit kung nagtataray agad ang endorser.. ke bata bata e echosera to the max na.. kung maka nguso akala niya bagay niya.. wala lang nagulat lang ako.. sa sm north ito... at pag malapit ka.. makikita mo mong may bigote yung bata na mega pout...




Lunes, Abril 11, 2011

Silence No more

I do admit I am a bit more vocal than most people are but I can say that I am vocal in the right way. I know my limitations as to when to stop like you start hurting people that should not be hurt. I do say sorry! But that is for those cases that I know I am at fault and that I am just hurting the person without a cause. The truth bites and it really hurts if the truth is laid before your eyes. Some would say that why is there a need to say the truth if everybody knows it already?

I do not know, for me it is the best way to realize how wrong or how right you are on certain things. Sometimes, things are best said than assumed to be the common understanding. But life is not what I think and what I believe in solely..... I am vocal with what I think if I know that it is the truth. The truth is always right. It may not be good but it is right.

Biyernes, Abril 8, 2011

Assessing Serendra Restaurants


Kim Floyd Suvilla
05-69533
HRIM 190
Prof. G. Salvador
  1. How can the restaurants at Bonifacio High Street, Serendra remain profitable?
I have personally observed the saturation of the restaurants at Bonifacio High Street. On my first visit at the place, I wondered how these restaurants thrive given the small volume of people seen moving around the place. Compared to other commercial areas and malls, there is definitely a smaller volume of people in Serendra. It was then that I observed what kind of restaurant and what kind of clientele they are serving are established at Serendra. It may be true that these restaurants cater to the upper side of the society that’s why they remain profitable but I have observed on my latest visit last week the real number of competitors around the place. Just like any business, the only way to make the restaurant profitable is to increase transaction count or increase the selling prices. Decreasing the costs would be difficult as the financial crisis and the increase in oil price dictates and increase on most commodities. I am suggesting some of the ways to execute the increase in transaction count, increase prioces, or doing both schemes.
  1. New Attraction in Serendra- make new sites for people to see in Serendra. Maybe the owners of the restaurants might do a collective investment on an amusement park to be installed inside the area. To still cater to the well off, the restaurants can create an amusement park that is offered at relatively higher prices than the cheaper counter parts. A zoo may also be erected or a water world to attract the children of well to do families. Recreating or repackaging Serendra this way would attract new customers and may eventually make Serendra a “family place.”

  1. New gimmicks- concerts, academic discussions, recitals or any other performances can be organized to attract people to Serendra. These events give reasons for people to visit the place and thus increasing possible customers.

  1. Cheaper subsidiaries- to tap the markets who can not afford the high prices of the restaurants or who merely go to Serendra just to stroll, the restaurant owners can set up a food court where every restaurant can set up a cheaper subsidiary to cater to the general public. In this manner, transaction count is increased while protecting the brand.
  2. Promotions- Given that new sites like a zoo or a water world or an amusement park be constructed within Serendra, the restaurants can package their restaurant with it. The parks or the zoo may be added to their loyalty awards where people who frequently dine can avail of free admission. The frequency in eating may also be a way to be a member of the amusement park or the club which would entitle an individual of discounts. Partnership with other non-food stalls to do a promo which would benefit both establishments like a 20% discount on Abe food if you buy at Penshoppe- 3,000 single receipt. Sales may also be organized.

  1. Increase prices- with the established new sites, these may be an added value to the place. The restaurants can make it as an added amenity and thus increase the prices of their food. Adding variety to the food they serve may also add up to the value.

  1. More accessibility- Greater accessibility to the masses and to the outside world. Since the place is designed to be of class, this can be preserved by setting up a section for the classes at the vacant lots near Boni High Street. It msut then be taken into account to limit the number of food stalls on the new pang masa establishment as to entice the masa to the middle class people to still eat at Serendra. More routes should also be made to make the place more accessible to people with no car.

Why I hate groupworks






Have you ever experienced being left out in a class. If you never know how is it being left out, then let me share it to you. You are left out if when the teacher instructs the class to break into groups of three of groups of four, you would be one of the last persons to find a group and will just resort to waiting for those who are the chaffs in the group making activity. You will be the one who ends up to work with people who you barely know. For me, this is the most hated part of every subject I took.  Maybe I can blame this experiences to my stubborn need to work alone on most of my jobs. Up to today, I am suffering from extreme competitiveness that is always driving me to exceed what is expected. I actually end up a hostile workmate wherever I work. Yet I can never blame my class mates for letting me turn into something like this. Actually I do thank them for they are my friends and I will always cherish what we have shared together. I can not blame them on the premise that they merely prefer their friends whom they have a shared more time and whom they have a confidence on the quality of work they yield. Maybe they have only feared gambling their chances of ending up with a lazy group mate. I am grateful that at the end of each semester, I can confidently say that I have made through it with sheer determination and not relying on favors from my friends.

Worth of people

Sometimes, the salary is not the greatest consideration to stay on the job for there is the self fulfillment and the warm attitude of the people around you that might encourage you to stay. However, there are some jobs that are disappointingly lacking those motivating factors coupled with the absence of low salary. Nagging officemates, bossy executives and the likes who are at the same time not what they are bragging about. It is just so frustrating that you are in the midst of a mediocre environment and can do nothing to outgrow them in the hopes that you might be able to influence their growth. But such is the situation for self-important individuals who are only thinking of themselves and are setting aside the welfare of other people. 

I strongly believe that part of the development of every organization is an effective human resources department where it can rely on screening good employees , maintaining their boosted morale, maintaining discipline and seeing to it that their concerns are properly addressed. What would happen to an institution if it lack such department to maintain the morale of the people? I guess I know the answer... Every now and then, it would not be a wonder if the employees are threatening to leave or if the employees are always murmuring at their back of their grievances that are easily extinguished by a leadership that is not actually groomed to lead.

Communication


COMMUNICATION

  1. Myths about Communication

  1. We communicate only when we want to communicate.
This is not true. We communicate all day, every day, often without realizing it. For example, suppose you are listening to a report in a staff meeting. You are tired because you were up late last night. Without realizing it, you yawn several times, even though you are interested in the report. The other people in the meeting do not know you are tired, so they conclude that your yawning is a signal that you are bored. Inadvertently, you sent an incorrect message to the others in the meeting.

  1. Words mean the same to both the speaker and the listener.
Words hold different meanings for different people, based on their various experiences, perceptions, and biases. For example, when you tell an employee that her work is “above average,” you may mean that she is doing extremely well and you believe that she has great potential. However, your employee may have always perceived herself as a hard worker and a high achiever, and to her “average” means “merely acceptable,” so your “above average” comment means to her that you believe she is just above “merely acceptable.” As a result, your well-intentioned comment may actually deflate the employee, and her morale and performance may suffer.

  1. We communicate chiefly with words. In reality, most communication is nonverbal.
We may say one thing but reveal another through our facial expressions, tone of voice, gestures, eye contact, or how we sit or walk. For example, another manager may tell you that her new assignment is going well, but as she does so she frowns, looks tired and worried, and jiggles her pen nervously. As you observe her, you believe what her facial expression and mannerisms are telling you more than her words. This is because it is harder to lie with our faces and bodies than with our words.

  1. Nonverbal communication is silent communication.
Some people believe that all nonverbal communication can be seen but not heard. This is not true, because we can hear laughter, weeping, or the tone of voice in which something is said. If you hear co-workers whistling as they go about their jobs, you naturally assume that they are having good days.

  1. Communication is a one-way street between an active speaker and a passive listener.
This myth assumes that all speakers talk at listeners rather than with them. In reality, communication is better when both parties participate actively. Participation is heightened when a listener provides feedback to a speaker through verbal and nonverbal communication. Often, shaking your head or furrowing your brow is a stronger indication that you do not understand something than what you actually say in response.



  1. The message we communicate is the message that the listener receives.
Managers often assume that others receive their messages exactly as they intended them. Suppose that your boss gives you an assignment on Monday and states that it is due “soon.” You look at your schedule and decide that you can work on it Thursday and get it to your boss first thing Friday morning. On Tuesday your boss asks you for the completed assignment. In this case, “soon” meant “tomorrow” to your boss, while it meant “sometime this week” to you.

  1. There is no such thing as too much information.
Both too little and too much information can be bad. Few employees need to know every little detail about an assignment, and a manager can easily overload an employee with needless information. In many cases, even if we had all of the information available to us, we would not have the time to hear it, read it, or listen to it all. Since information overload is common in organizations, it is important for managers to concentrate on the quality of their communications as much as the quantity of them.


  1. The Communication Process
Sender Receiver



Message Transmission





Feedback

Thoughts/feelings


Encoding





Decoding



Decoding


Thoughts/feelings


Encoding













The Sender-Receiver Model

The sender-receiver model show how communication between two people works. When two people communicate, a sender must initiate a thought or feeling, encode it into words, and then transmit it to the other person. The receiver must decode the message, assign thoughts and feelings to a response, encode a response, and send a message back. Communications which involve three or more people become increasingly more complex.

Poor communication can have unfortunate consequences. Miscommunication in a hospitality business can also result in disaster.


  1. Communication within an Organization
Managers must effectively communicate upward to their boss, downward to their staff, and laterally (or across) with fellow managers. Managers and employees can be seen as a network of linking pins. Line employees are linked to their managers through supervisors, while managers serve as linking pins for supervisors and department heads; department heads, in turn, are linked to division heads, and so on. These links are strengthened through good communication or weakened if communication is poor.

  1. Upward Communication
Upward communication involves messages that are sent from subordinates to superiors. Subordinates send messages providing answers to inquiries, reporting on activities, tasks, and projects, communicating understanding about practices and policies, or revealing job-related problems.

  1. Downward Communication
Downward communication involves messages that travel from superiors to subordinates. Superiors can send job instructions, information on procedures and practices, requests for tasks, feedback on job already in progress, or information on organizational goals and objectives.

Several problems occur with downward communication. Distortion or filtering of messages may occur as they travel down the hierarchy to employees. Downward communication is often unclear and vague because hurriedly prepared. Superiors make decisions then remember to send information about those decisions to the employees concerned. The quantity of information sent downward is often an issue.

Too much information can overload employees can cause information processing problems, stress, anxiety, and poor productivity. Too little information can make employees feel nervous, threatened, or resentful. The critical element in downward communication becomes the ability to send the right messages to the right people, with the appropriate content, at the right time.

  1. Lateral Communication
Lateral communication involves messages that are exchanged among individuals at the same hierarchical level in an organization. Also called horizontal communication, they serve a number of functions including problem solving, information sharing, task coordination, and conflict resolution.





  1. Barriers to Effective Communication
Many barriers can interfere with a manager’s ability to communicate. Barriers to effective interpersonal communication include:
  1. Misinterpretation
For example, a manager who believed that an employee who enthusiastically agreed to work late was greedy for overtime pay instead of simply being willing to help out could seriously misjudge the spirit and intent of the employee.

  1. Evaluation of sender
Managers sometimes have unrealistically positive or negative impressions of others. When managers see everything someone does as positive – a phenomenon called the halo effect – they often interpret that person’s messages in a positive way no matter what the messages are. The opposite is true when managers hold a negative opinion of a sender – the devil’s horns effect. Suppose an employee tells his manager that he made a minor error while running the cash register earlier in the evening. A manager who sees the employee with a halo will probably dismiss the mistakes as no big deal. If the manager sees the employee with devil’s horns, she might view this confession as proof that the employee constantly makes mistakes.

  1. Projection
This can occur when one person assumes that the other holds the same intentions. An ambitious manager might assume that all other managers are ambitious, too. Such a manager might hear all messages from other managers as evidence of ambitious actions.

  1. Stereotyping
Suppose you are a server at an upscale hotel restaurant and all of your friends are either servers or bartenders. You shun dishwashers and buspersons because you believe they represent a lower class of people. In this case, you are missing the opportunity to communicate with others simply because you hold a stereotypical bias against them.

  1. Arrogance and superiority
Constantly interrupting others, refusing to talk to “inferiors,” and dominating conversations are examples.

  1. Defensiveness
Suppose a manger who is defensive is questioned about his report on room sales to conventioneers. While the questioner may simply have wanted more information, the manager interpreted the question as a challenge to his report.

  1. Inarticulateness
Not all people express themselves clearly at all times. An inability to say what you mean inhibits communication. One of the best ways to avoid this problem is to follow the KISS rule: keep it short and simple.

  1. Hidden agendas
For example, a front office manager may believe that gaining more power and prestige for her department will lead to promotions or pay raises. Therefore, many of her actions are devoted to ensuring that the front office is seen in a positive light. As a result, she may not hear correctly what others are saying about the department or may send messages about the department that others distrust.

  1. Status
Some employees are so eager to do a good job that they may not listen to the entire message the manager is sending – they hear the first part and immediately start thinking of how they are going to perform that part of the task and miss the rest of the message.

  1. Environment
Noisy, hot, cold, or otherwise distracting environments make it difficult to communicate.

  1. Emotions
For example, a manager schedules a performance evaluation meeting with an employee in which he suggests that the employee’s job performance must improve. While he may do this calmly and expect that the employee will receive the message calmly, this might not be the case. The employee might become angry, which in turn might make him angry. What started out as a positive communication experience could deteriorate rapidly.

  1. Differences in backgrounds
Differences in education, age, experience, knowledge, and other background variables may impede communication. An employee with minimal education may not fully understand a message sent by a manager with more education, for example.

  1. Poor timing
Suppose the manager calls Sharon, one of the best housekeepers, in for a meeting about how to help new housekeepers clean rooms effectively. The manager wants to hear Sharon’s ideas. However, Sharon appears distracted and unwilling to help. Her reluctance may not be because she is unwilling. Instead, Sharon’s reaction may be because she is preoccupied with a family problem or some other issue.

  1. Tips on Developing Listening Skills

  1. Be motivated
Listeners unwilling to hear and understand cannot be communicated with. Try to hear and understand what is being said.

  1. Make eye contact
Research shows that while people listen with their ears, they show they are listening with their eyes. Making eye contact also helps you focus your attention.

  1. Show interest
Nonverbal signals such as head-nodding and attentive facial expressions show that you are interested. Avoid distracting actions such as shuffling papers, looking at your watch, and so on which show a lack of interest.

  1. Take in the whole picture
Interpret feelings and emotions, not just what is being said. Look for nonverbal clues.

  1. Ask questions
Asking questions shows interest and allows you to clarify the message.

  1. Don’t interrupt
Interrupting shows disrespect and arrogance.

  1. Encourage suggestions
Asking people to offer advice shows that you value their opinions.

  1. Self-disclosure
Telling the speaker how you feel about what he or she has said provides feedback that helps the communication process.