<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532</id><updated>2011-10-30T18:28:30.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>classroom classics</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-4417666852005537237</id><published>2010-07-18T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T18:08:51.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the classroom!</title><content type='html'>It's been a month since the classes have started but the celebration for the realization of my dream of teaching in the classroom is still nowhere in sight nor in any anticipation thereof. And so I ask, am I living for my dream or my degree? Weird, as I always know and believe, I want to teach and I want to teach in the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-4417666852005537237?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4417666852005537237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=4417666852005537237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4417666852005537237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4417666852005537237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-classroom.html' title='to the classroom!'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-4485961009053167697</id><published>2010-03-10T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:14:51.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to the classroom</title><content type='html'>I think my long wait is over, I hear the students' noise from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-4485961009053167697?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4485961009053167697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=4485961009053167697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4485961009053167697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4485961009053167697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-classroom.html' title='back to the classroom'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-3740844926311085919</id><published>2010-02-15T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:59:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing pavements (mid diagnosis edition)</title><content type='html'>Today ends my task on administering mid-diagnostics to grade 2s and grade 3s of our project entitled Every Reader a Leader. Since the start of the school year we’ve been going around different schools around the Metro to see where the students are with regard to their reading comprehension skills. And this one “last” day didn’t bring a good one, I lost most of the data because I’ve overlooked that the Deep Freeze is activated and the back up I got on my flash drive got infected by a stubborn virus that turns every folder into an EXE.  At some point it would seem inappropriate to note their mid diagnosis since they’ve done no intervention after the first diagnosis. But just the same I felt bad that something started so smooth would be gone to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-3740844926311085919?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3740844926311085919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=3740844926311085919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3740844926311085919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3740844926311085919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2010/02/chasing-pavements-mid-diagnosis-edition.html' title='chasing pavements (mid diagnosis edition)'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2197562024182814070</id><published>2009-07-01T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:25:57.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SksdeyzXzTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NazH_YD1YaU/s1600-h/scl090701.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 370px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SksdeyzXzTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NazH_YD1YaU/s400/scl090701.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353404996930489650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, explain yourself&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2197562024182814070?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2197562024182814070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2197562024182814070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2197562024182814070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2197562024182814070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/07/go-ahead-explain-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SksdeyzXzTI/AAAAAAAAAVc/NazH_YD1YaU/s72-c/scl090701.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-5717670339161207182</id><published>2009-06-20T15:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:01:21.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another school year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's my second school year outside the classroom, so I guess I have to content myself with occasional learning/play sessions with Maica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On June 3, I had solo run for KidSmart Early Learning Program. And for this one I really mean solo, unlike the usual learning sessions and consultation visits I had before where I run the training with a back up co-facilitator or at least a driver waiting outside; I went to and fro the training venue by myself with all the training materials and gadgets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was a different kind of training, the modules were modified to fit the role of the Pediatric ward nurses as "play nurses". Instead of teaching strategies and classroom management we had our d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;iscussions focused more on the importance of creative play and guided play, and on the pedagogy of using computer tools to facilitate learning. And I believe the enjoyed it, they gladly shared their usual practices as well as other Playroom session experiences and I suggested to them additional activities and recommended new approaches to make “Playroom Time” a learning experience. I also gave them supplemental activities such as worksheets and shared with them how to source these kinds or worksheets/activities to make the patients’ playroom experience more exciting and to further enhance learning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then I introduced to them the Young Explorer computer and the software in it; their eyes lit up like the little kids who got their Christmas wishes (just like how it goes with teacher participants). Everyone's back to childhood. Everyone's eager to see more and to play more. We spent the rest of the day exploring and playing with the software and ended it with high anticipation of the coming days using the computer with the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-5717670339161207182?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5717670339161207182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=5717670339161207182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5717670339161207182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5717670339161207182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-school-year.html' title='another school year'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-4505303563351191305</id><published>2009-05-12T12:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:15:51.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SgkDj5DNeKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XQJL65nVWsQ/s1600-h/P26-03-09_09.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SgkDj5DNeKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XQJL65nVWsQ/s400/P26-03-09_09.29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334799148741654690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;School is about to start in just a few weeks and as early as now teachers are already reporting back to their schools to make the necessary preparations like lesson plans, seatworks, activites and classroom decorations. And just like them I'm also preparing for the coming school year, I'm preparing myslef for the cunduct of the I.T. Enabled Learning Management Training. It is a 5-day training for teachers that focuses on understanding how Office Productivity Tools such as MS Office, Open Office and Lotus Symphony can be integrated into Classroom Management - from enrolment database to evaluation of student performance; developing instructional materials using MS Office / Open Office / Lotus Symphony; developing assessment tools using MS Office / Open Office / Lotus Symphony; creating databases of instructional materials and student records; tracking and analyzing student performance based on data; and,understanding the role of I.T. in making immediate and informed decisions based on student data. We'll have this for 2 runs next week May 18 - 22, 2009 and the following week May 25 - 29, 2009. If you wish to be part of my class just send me a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Garamond;" lang="EN-PH"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-4505303563351191305?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4505303563351191305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=4505303563351191305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4505303563351191305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4505303563351191305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SgkDj5DNeKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/XQJL65nVWsQ/s72-c/P26-03-09_09.29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-6270463936965938521</id><published>2009-04-16T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:24:02.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gone 2.0</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa! It's been a great while. I almost forgot about this blog and been too busy with the social network for teachers. Which I'm actually not getting much yet because I'm not a classroom teacher for the moment. But just the same I'm keeping myself posted and preparing myself for the possibility of collaborating more with teachers and students soon. And maybe if the signs could be promising I'll spearhead that classroom 2.0 for Filipino teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-6270463936965938521?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6270463936965938521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=6270463936965938521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6270463936965938521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6270463936965938521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2009/04/gone-20.html' title='gone 2.0'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-1359270680479513816</id><published>2008-11-28T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T16:08:22.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Paper Assignments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://botching.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SS@lWgoKCswAAHd6X@M1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 383px;height: 286px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SS@lWgoKCswAAHd6X@M1/nomorepaper20.001-001.jpg?et=tL6AWhNCYJDwMaUWkCCR3w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;http://nomorepaper.pbwiki.com/FrontPage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While browsing Classroom 2.0 I stumbled upon this good post: a wiki where educators can learn what a digital equivalent of an analog and traditional lesson is. Like the mind mapping lesson that we use in the traditional analog lesson, they can be done in programs like Kidspiration or Insiration.So, instead of telling teachers to add onto lessons, this site is dedicated to showing the digital equivalent of the exact same lesson.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;No More Paper Assignments:&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Digital Equivalent Wiki for Educators&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h3 style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Instead of, Not In Addition to.."&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-1359270680479513816?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1359270680479513816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=1359270680479513816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1359270680479513816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1359270680479513816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-more-paper-assignments.html' title='No More Paper Assignments'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-4680168972007647659</id><published>2008-11-26T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:59:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when parallel lines meet</title><content type='html'>I am happy that I was able to make the online tool work for the students and I was able to start mentoring them with their science research. On the other side of it I feel bad that I took me this long before I could figure out how to solve the problems we are having. Looking back, I hated the idea about this project being endorsed to me, not because I don't like this project but because I hate handling projects that has to be turned over in the middle of the implementation or where I was not part of the conceptualization.    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-4680168972007647659?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4680168972007647659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=4680168972007647659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4680168972007647659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4680168972007647659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-parallel-lines-meet.html' title='when parallel lines meet'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2277226331402550323</id><published>2008-11-14T06:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:00:05.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing pavements (nth run)</title><content type='html'>I was drafting this post in my mind yesterday as we start a good day with our monitoring visits. There is no particular line up of schools but we need to prioritize meeting those who have "for pull out" status. We need to justify them and see how well or how very bad they're doing. And its a bit warmer than we first did our visit to them, the teachers are more accommodating and more excited to share about the status of the project. I have a theory for this: during summer they don't want to be disturbed because they are all busy being idle and that they hate being there in school for the summer break; and on school days they will entertain us so that they will be temporarily away from their boring routine/tasks/classes. It really not a well pondered theory but it bears a good point. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2277226331402550323?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2277226331402550323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2277226331402550323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2277226331402550323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2277226331402550323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/11/chasing-pavements-nth-run.html' title='chasing pavements (nth run)'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-4902565332704170412</id><published>2008-10-22T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:45:11.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asan nga ba ako? </title><content type='html'>I'm totally lost. I am to hold a learning session for Math teachers tomorrow and it is a given fact that I am never good in Math and I guess I'll never be good at even if you put a currency sign before the numbers. Yes I did tutoring in Math for a year and did answer some math questions in Yahoo! Answers but it's completely different if I'll be handling Math teachers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But anyway this challenge should never be avoided, and maybe--just maybe I'll get to like Math after this session.      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-4902565332704170412?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/4902565332704170412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=4902565332704170412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4902565332704170412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/4902565332704170412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/10/asan-nga-ba-ako.html' title='Asan nga ba ako? '/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-8822617508613970703</id><published>2008-10-09T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T12:11:10.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME OVER</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO7ENwoKCswAAHFXg@A1/P06-10-08-19.14.jpg?et=%2BKCJWlEcleiG%2BsOoU8Jq3Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Monday I joined my colleagues to a badminton game in Cubao with the possibility that I could have my wall climbing while they are playing. The gym is the one that I mentioned in my blog about 2 years ago, it has eight badminton courts and on the far side it has wall climbing structure. They advised me to bring along my racket in case the wall is occupied and to maximize our court reservation of 3 hours. There were only five of us, we played doubles with a reserved player for whoever gets tired even within the set. And after more than an hour of smashing and picking shuttle cocks, we insintively decided to rest. The wall is unoccupied and the staff is just sitting on the side texting his hours away. I approached him and asked about climbing the wall which lead to talking about brigades, associations and fire alarms--he is a fellow fire fighter. To cut is short while still having a briefing to scale the wall a colleague waved at me and signaled time. We have to cut short--GAME OVER. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-8822617508613970703?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8822617508613970703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=8822617508613970703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/8822617508613970703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/8822617508613970703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/10/game-over.html' title='GAME OVER'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-6721014348774147590</id><published>2008-09-30T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:21:21.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gising na October na</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOJDiAoKCswAAGj5uGE1/BSP-CharacterCounts-03.jpg?et=RnfSyonfkYv3I7H2wp73uw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy Scouting Month! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...at ito ang ilang sa aking mga inaabangan:&lt;br&gt;1 Sunrise Parade&lt;br&gt;12 KAB Frolics&lt;br&gt;18-19 JOTA/JOTI (na malamang ay kasabay ng Area I PLTC/CLTC)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at marami pang iba.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May the Great Scoutmaster be with us all!&lt;br&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-6721014348774147590?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6721014348774147590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=6721014348774147590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6721014348774147590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6721014348774147590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/09/gising-na-october-na.html' title='Gising na October na'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-391067190224910918</id><published>2008-09-12T10:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T11:24:48.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See you at the Summit</title><content type='html'>It's Day 2 of my being OC over the new blog I have set up for the Summit participants this coming November in Malaysia. It's almost half a month now and I still can't convince myself with its look and feel, yesterday I tried placing some widgets but it end up having just two: one calendar and a countdown timer for the Summit. This morning I was able to put a link to the old blog (which we already have lost access to) and invite more authors (there are now 2: me and the other me). I really haven't done much yet but I feel very fulfilled about those little things. I enjoy being OC over it as it satisfies my creativity plus the  chance for me to review some old skills. Hope before the end of today I could post another entry to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at the Summit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-391067190224910918?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/391067190224910918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=391067190224910918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/391067190224910918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/391067190224910918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/09/see-you-at-summit.html' title='See you at the Summit'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-8179042045078094851</id><published>2008-08-28T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T11:11:44.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NMAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good thing I lack some units in Math and Physics, or else I might be entering another new world for me. I've been joking about taking the NMAT and getting myself into a Med school for maybe a year now and just yesterday I fancied about searching details about it on the w3. It's pretty inviting that my mind got blown away to imagining myself as a physician to a remote village. But sorry for my rolling stone thinking, I still need some units before I can take it. For now what I need is to  focus on the long list of things I'm already engaged in. Or maybe a better statement would be: I need to get something off from my list. So, I'm crossing out badminton (which I have already replaced with 2 days of dragon boat). I am limiting my fire fighting stunts to at least a day a week (which I'm required to render 2 days a week, I have a long list of alibis and please don't tell my fire chief). And then by the next semester I should be ready to go back to the classroom as a student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-8179042045078094851?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/8179042045078094851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=8179042045078094851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/8179042045078094851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/8179042045078094851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/08/nmat.html' title='NMAT'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2999161798896011602</id><published>2008-07-03T11:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:22:34.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Chemistry Homework #13</title><content type='html'>While browsing the OpenCourseWare from MIT I got struck while reading this assignment. Then it came to me, I really am missing the classroom. I wish I could go back to the classroom soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen Chemistry Homework #13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework Questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. What makes learning fun?&lt;br /&gt;2.Do you remember better if you learn out of a book or through "hands on learning"&lt;br /&gt;3.How much chemistry did your students really learn?&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you think that they remembered anything that you taught them?&lt;br /&gt;5.How are you going to get the students through the experiment without any mishaps?&lt;br /&gt;6.Have you adequately prepared to answer all of the potential questions?&lt;br /&gt;7.Would you like to teach the class next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2999161798896011602?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2999161798896011602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2999161798896011602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2999161798896011602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2999161798896011602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/07/kitchen-chemistry-homework-13.html' title='Kitchen Chemistry Homework #13'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-597552932866253633</id><published>2008-06-12T04:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:02:30.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://botching.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SFBw0QoKCswAAFsjAa81"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 411px; height: 307px; " class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SFBw0QoKCswAAFsjAa81/P11-06-08_21.55%5B1%5D.jpg?et=WKF6RV%2CXG2Jqk%2CZBQC2ATg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While browsing my dashboard I found this link that intrigues me, its says Drawing Day. I clicked on the link and there I found another kind of event to promote art and more advocacies in the process. Drawing Day is a worldwide drawing event encouraging everyone to drop everything and draw for the sake of art. Too bad i can't even grip the pencil well now. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last night is my first official sleep over at the headquarters, I got my new duty schedule. Anticipating there'll be no fire alarms, I thought the long wait of my new set of color pencil will come to an end. I have a lot of subjects in my mind as I force my stuff into my so-called jump kit: hanging bunkers and trousers, helmets, boots, the shack, the tanker, people working, pedestrians, the lamp post, the list is never ending. As soon as I reached the hq, I unpacked my sleeping bag (no, it's not inside my jump kit, I hand carried it Ü), laid out all my provisions, sat on the sleeping bag then I said to myself, yes I will start with my fire boots. So I got up and picked up my trousers (which already has my boots in it to facilitate efficient donning). I stared blankly at my boots then I realized I wish to draw something else, I also realized that I don't like my boots and that I want another brand (well, I'm saving for it now and that's another story). Again I stared blankly, glanced at my stuff, packed them back and wished everyone good night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drawingday.org/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.drawingday.org/go/468x60_drawingday_1.gif" border="0" width="411" alt="Drawing Day 2008"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-597552932866253633?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/597552932866253633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=597552932866253633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/597552932866253633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/597552932866253633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/06/d-day.html' title='D Day!'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2242868419695677934</id><published>2008-06-06T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:02:23.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy Brown</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I was reading the threads in pinoy fire &amp; rescue when i run across an entry about murphy's law on ems, the last one reads:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Law of EMS Educators: Those who can't do, teach.&lt;br&gt;The Law of EMS Evaluators: Those who can neither do nor teach, evaluate&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm dumbstruck! I used to be a teacher and now I'm part of the evaluation.&lt;br&gt;Natanga ko, grabe. Babalik na ko sa classroom! hehehehehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here's the rest:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEi2EgoKCswAAFprCV01/198px-Star_of_life.svg.png?et=fHdl%2Cl2TuOaceYQyF%2C15og&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; MURPHY'S LAW OF EMS&lt;br&gt;1. Sick people don't pregnant dog&lt;br&gt;2. Air goes in and out, blood goes round and round, any variation is a bad thing.&lt;br&gt;3. The more equipment you see on an EMT's belt, the newer they are.&lt;br&gt;4. All bleeding stops....eventually.&lt;br&gt;5. All people will eventually die, no matter what you do.&lt;br&gt;6. If the child is quiet, BE SCARED.&lt;br&gt;7. Always follow the rules. but be wise enough not to..sometimes.&lt;br&gt;8. If the patient starts to vomit in the rig, try to hold the head to the side with the least difficult cleanable equipment.&lt;br&gt;9. If someone is to die by chemical hazards, electrical shocks or other on-scene dangers it should be the patient, not you.&lt;br&gt;10. No EMT should be more drunk than the patient.&lt;br&gt;11. There will always be problems and solutions.&lt;br&gt;12. You can't cure stupidity.&lt;br&gt;13. If it's wet and sticky and not yours, LEAVE IT ALONE!&lt;br&gt;14. God always protects Fools and Drunks&lt;br&gt;15. You are bound to get a call either during dinner, while you are taking a nuts , or at 2 in the morning.&lt;br&gt;16. The severity of the injury(s) is directly proportional to the difficulty in accessing, as well as the weight of the patient.&lt;br&gt;17. Make sure the rookie EMT knows that gMED PATCHh is a radio term, and not a medicated bandage.&lt;br&gt;18. "Paramedics save lives; EMT's save Paramedics.&lt;br&gt;19. EMS is extended periods of intense boredom, interupted by occasional moments of sheer terror.&lt;br&gt;20. Every Emergency has three phases PANIC, FEAR, AND REMORSE.&lt;br&gt;21. If you drop the baby, pick it up.&lt;br&gt;22. If you don't have it.improvise&lt;br&gt;23. Newbies are always looking for action.&lt;br&gt;24. Make sure all your equipment WORK!&lt;br&gt;25. When a pregnant woman says "The baby is coming", you'd darn well better believe her.&lt;br&gt;26. When a patient says "I think I am going to die" he is probably right.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2242868419695677934?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2242868419695677934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2242868419695677934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2242868419695677934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2242868419695677934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/06/murphy-brown.html' title='Murphy Brown'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-5990442100551712323</id><published>2008-05-27T07:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T08:00:15.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Flag Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SDtOh75Ep3I/AAAAAAAAANc/Jkpke3jQxP8/s1600-h/800px-Philippines_flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SDtOh75Ep3I/AAAAAAAAANc/Jkpke3jQxP8/s320/800px-Philippines_flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204840139276461938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    I am a Filipino&lt;br /&gt;    I pledge my allegiance&lt;br /&gt;    To the flag of the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;    And to the country it represents&lt;br /&gt;    With honor, justice and freedom&lt;br /&gt;    Put in motion by one people&lt;br /&gt;    For God&lt;br /&gt;    for the People,&lt;br /&gt;    for Nature and&lt;br /&gt;    for the Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flag should be displayed in all government buildings, official residences, public plazas, and schools every day throughout the year. The days from May 28 (National Flag Day) to June 12 (Independence Day) are designated as flag days, during which all government offices, business establishments, and private homes are also encouraged to display the flag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-5990442100551712323?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5990442100551712323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=5990442100551712323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5990442100551712323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5990442100551712323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/05/national-flag-day.html' title='National Flag Day'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/SDtOh75Ep3I/AAAAAAAAANc/Jkpke3jQxP8/s72-c/800px-Philippines_flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-9149337633894578340</id><published>2008-05-21T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T07:58:35.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anxious overspill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm still not ready for Friday's training sessions. It's been almost three weeks that I'm preparing myself for it but things just can't sink in to my senses. Just yesterday one of our managers approached me and told me that I'll only be assisting in the training since I have never handled it before nor watched the training itself. I was relieved about it but I still continue doing my preparation in case someone among the participants ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-9149337633894578340?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9149337633894578340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=9149337633894578340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/9149337633894578340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/9149337633894578340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/05/anxious-overspill.html' title='anxious overspill'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-3644403877950429748</id><published>2008-04-19T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:08:12.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>they're pulling me back</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://weareteachers.ning.com/xn_resources/widgets/photo/slideshowplayer/slideshowplayer.swf" quality="high" alt="Photo Slideshow" width="312" height="265.5" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent"scale="noscale"FlashVars="feed_url=http%3A%2F%2Fweareteachers%2Ening%2Ecom%2Fphoto%2Fphoto%2FslideshowFeedForContributor%3FscreenName%3Dlouskywalker%26x%3D3pFkJVF1GxKkv7TaP5egDjpupg3NkLlF%26photo%5Fwidth%3D204%26photo%5Fheight%3D154&amp;config_url=http%3A%2F%2Fweareteachers%2Ening%2Ecom%2Fphoto%2Fphoto%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fx%3D3pFkJVF1GxKkv7TaP5egDjpupg3NkLlF&amp;backgroundColor=#111111&amp;fullsize_url=http%3A%2F%2Fweareteachers%2Ening%2Ecom%2Fphoto%2Fphoto%2Fslideshow%3Ffeed%5Furl%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fweareteachers%2Ening%2Ecom%252Fphoto%252Fphoto%252FslideshowFeedForContributor%253FscreenName%253Dlouskywalker%26back%5Furl%3Dhttp%253A%252F%252Fweareteachers%2Ening%2Ecom%252Fprofiles%252Fprofile%252Fshow%253Fid%253Dlouskywalker%2526" class="xg_slideshow" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://weareteachers.ning.com/photo/photo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-3644403877950429748?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3644403877950429748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=3644403877950429748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3644403877950429748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3644403877950429748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/04/theyre-pulling-me-back.html' title='they&apos;re pulling me back'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-5046874358654440789</id><published>2008-04-18T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T09:17:09.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://weareteachers.ning.com/xn_resources/widgets/video/flvplayer/flvplayer.swf?v=1.11%3A671" FlashVars="config_url=http%3A%2F%2Fweareteachers.ning.com%2Fvideo%2Fvideo%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fid%3D704385%253AVideo%253A25319%26x%3DiaT5dJQXteJ0KJih2kVe1Bd5gnuP71Ir&amp;amp;autoplay=off" width="420" height="340" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://weareteachers.ning.com/video/video"&gt;Find more videos like this on &lt;em&gt;WeAreTeachers IMAGINE Community&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of our favorite activities in the whole group session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-5046874358654440789?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5046874358654440789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=5046874358654440789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5046874358654440789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5046874358654440789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/04/find-more-videos-like-this-on.html' title='Spell 8'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2498557838543952078</id><published>2008-04-12T09:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T10:45:45.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years na nga</title><content type='html'>Nagkataon lang pala na naisabay ang nasabing block reunion sa aming graduation na limang taun na ang nakararaan. Tumuloy ako, kahit na wala ako sa sarili ko. Hindi ko alam baka meron nga namang magandang mangyari sa Biyernes ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano nga ba ang nangyari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating ako dalawang oras lagpas sa pinag usapan. Balak ko lang din kasing maglibot sa mall kaya kahit hindi ko sila makita ay ayos lang. pero ewan ko ba bakit bigla ko nalang inilabas ang telepono ko at nagtatawag ng kung sinu sinong ka-klase para hanapin kung nasan na nga sila. Nanghinayang siguro ako sa pagkakataon na pwede akong makipag asaran sa kanila. Nang dumating ako, dalawa pa lang ang nauna sakin si tago at si mary had a little lamb na si jocjoc. Puti na ang mga mata nila at hindi ko alam bakit nga ba nag aantay pa sila. Ngayon tatlo na kaming nagpapa putian ng mata at nag aabang ng text kung sino pa nga ba ang pupunta o magtatanong kung nasan na kami. Si mheng na ang huling dumating, si mavic na nasa byahe pa lang ay kailangan bumalik sa kanila dahil namatay ang pinsan ng mommy nya. At ayan na nga ang kabuuan ng mga nagkita-kita na blockmates na ang akala kong dahilan ay ang 5 taong paglipas ng panahon mula nang kami ay magsipag tapos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos makabili ni mheng ng mighty bond at makapag balot ng kanyang regalo para sa pupuntahan nyang kasal kinabukasan ay napag pasyahan na din naming kumain. Pero bago kami maka kain ay naka isang ikot pa kami sa buong mall bago napagpasyahan kung saan nga ba kakain. Sa TokyoCafe kami kumain pero hindi kami bumili ng kahit anong japanese food. Ang galing diba? Habang kumakain dun lang din namin naisip/inisip kung ano nga ba ang balak namin at gusto naming pagkita kitain ang aming mga ka-klase. Bakit nga ba dapat pa kaming magkita? Ito ang ilan na naisip namin:&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Magkaroon ng buwanan o taunan na pagkikita ang block&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Magkaroon ng e-group para updated ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Magkaroon ng pagkakataon na maging mas malamin ang relasyon ang isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Makatulong sa ka-klase, tulad ng trabaho o kahit sa pakikiramay manlang&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Magkaroon ng opisyal na representasyon sa kolehiyo at marami pang iba na sa isip na lang muna namin. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2498557838543952078?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2498557838543952078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2498557838543952078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2498557838543952078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2498557838543952078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/04/5-years-na-nga.html' title='5 years na nga'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-7441874580469408317</id><published>2008-03-11T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T17:13:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the light shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    I dropped by XS yesterday to update my resume and have my name in the active list of applicants and hopefully they'll call me for a full time position this time. I have a feeling that I'll be needing to set up my crash pad until summer ends since have I already rolled up my first crash pad which I thought would be my strongest one. I need to roll it up before I get caught off balance on the cliff and find out that its not a good pad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-7441874580469408317?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7441874580469408317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=7441874580469408317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7441874580469408317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7441874580469408317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-light-shine.html' title='let the light shine'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-6934019922836768149</id><published>2008-03-01T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T10:21:21.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's good bye classroom</title><content type='html'>for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-6934019922836768149?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6934019922836768149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=6934019922836768149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6934019922836768149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6934019922836768149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-good-bye-classroom.html' title='it&apos;s good bye classroom'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2446286234713119938</id><published>2008-02-19T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:02:11.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing them already</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm starting to miss them already, I only have three Fridays left with them and right now I'm busying myself looking for more activities more than they could complete to keep them busy and active. The thought of leaving automatically saddens my heart and makes me wish to stay. For sure, no need to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2446286234713119938?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2446286234713119938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2446286234713119938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2446286234713119938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2446286234713119938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/02/missing-them-already.html' title='missing them already'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-7405662020182314878</id><published>2008-02-09T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T11:54:29.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rough roads ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Last time I talked about crossing the river by taking the bridge. But this time I guess I should not wait for the bridge, not because I can't wait for the bridge but because I'm keeping my trail. Just this morning one of our managers approached me and asked if I'm staying and I answered my sounding yes. She's discussed with me the project she's already assigned to me in her plans. It's about AccessAbility. I will be tasked to handle training for our disabled fellows to have access to the computer, productivity tools and the internet. It sounds like perfect adventure. And I am very excited about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-7405662020182314878?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7405662020182314878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=7405662020182314878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7405662020182314878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7405662020182314878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/02/rough-roads-ahead.html' title='rough roads ahead'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-5256898610469306830</id><published>2008-02-05T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T18:01:49.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wallpaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/R6gzUY9OFkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SSDKDAVESrY/s1600-h/auueno7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163433398169900610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/R6gzUY9OFkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SSDKDAVESrY/s400/auueno7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current wallpaper on my phone. We just had community helpers as our theme and these are paper dolls that I printed from the web. I've been wanting to post this for weeks now but I can't find the proper words to describe it. I hope you could have your own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-5256898610469306830?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5256898610469306830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=5256898610469306830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5256898610469306830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5256898610469306830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-wallpaper.html' title='my wallpaper'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/R6gzUY9OFkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/SSDKDAVESrY/s72-c/auueno7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-1195584993827802903</id><published>2008-01-23T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:00:47.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from classroom to classroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The school year is about to end and we're all busy for the upcoming activities. Next week we will be celebrating the school's 41st founding anniversary, I was tasked to design the invitations and do  all that would involve the use of computer that will be presented in the thanksgiving. On the side, I am also busy preparing the graduation program souveneir and the invitation for the recognition ceremony. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-1195584993827802903?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1195584993827802903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=1195584993827802903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1195584993827802903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1195584993827802903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/01/from-classroom-to-classroom.html' title='from classroom to classroom'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-80035014824659493</id><published>2008-01-23T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:31:17.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rules for Being Human (anonymous)</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;You will receive a body. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;You may like it or hate is, but it will be yours for the entire period&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;of this time around.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;You will learn lessons. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called Life. Each day in&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;this school you will have the opportunity to learn lessons. You may like the lessons or&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;think them irrelevant and stupid.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;There are no mistakes, only lessons. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;Growth is a process of trial and error: experimentation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;The failed experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;that ultimately works.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;A lesson is repeated until learned. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;you have learned it. When you have learned it, you can then go on to the next lesson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;Learning lessons does not end. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;you are alive, there are lessons to be learned&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;“There” is no better than “here.” &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;When your “there” has become a “here,” you will simply&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;obtain another “there” that will again look better than “here.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;Others are merely mirrors of you. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;You cannot love or hate something about another per&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;son unless it reflects something you love or hate about yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;What you make of your life is up to you. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;You have all the tools and resources you need.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;Your answers lie inside you. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;The answers to Life’ s questions lie inside you. All you need to&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;do is look, listen and trust.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS-Bold; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS-Bold"&gt;You will forget all this. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9.5pt; FONT-FAMILY: ComicSansMS; mso-bidi-font-family: ComicSansMS"&gt;You can remember it whenever you want.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: MisterEarlBT-Regular; mso-bidi-font-family: MisterEarlBT-Regular"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=5&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-80035014824659493?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/80035014824659493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=80035014824659493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/80035014824659493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/80035014824659493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2008/01/rules-for-being-human-anonymous.html' title='The Rules for Being Human (anonymous)'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-9104468912659407861</id><published>2007-12-08T10:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:41:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you K1- Moses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Magdaong informed her class about my upcoming birthday and before they can even greet me I stared at them like I want them to keep their stories to themselves. Some still managed to greet me and they never failed to see my smile and enjoy my ever lively class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag ulan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta na nga ba ang tag-ulan ko? Ang tutuo nakalimutan ko na ang tungkol dun hanggang kinamusta ako ni Karen kanina. Tama ka, masarap maglaro sa ulan, kahit na minsan ay magkakasakit tayo, pero minsan kung kailan tayo natutuwa na uulan at balak nating magpaka basa ay bigla itong titigil na kahit konti ay walang bakas sa kalsada na umulan. Minsan maiisip mo na sana ay mas maaga kang lumabas sa ulan o kaya naman ay sana hindi ka na lang lumabas. Ngunit kahit alin man ang piliin, hindi tayo makatitiyak sa kalalabasan. Kung ang ulan ay magiging bagyo o kung ito man ay mananatili lamang na ambon. Hay!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nakabubuwang, hindi ba? Nitong mga huling araw ay naging abala ako sa kakaisip ng tungkol lamang sa sarili ko. Walang komunikasyon sa cellphone o sa email man. Ang daming naging kailangang pagka abalahan at buti na lang at natapos din. Nasa ikalawang semestre na ako ng aking pagpapakadalubhasa sa edukasyon at sana nga ay may mapala ako pagkatapos ko nito. Maya’t maya na lang ay nagugulat ako sa mga bagay na hindi ko naman inaasahan sa muli kong pagbalik sa pamantasan, Hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam kung ano pa ang ibang naghihintay sa’kin sa pag aaral kong ito.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tapos na ang training ko sa pag bubumbero pati na rin ang SFA/BLS pero hanggang ngayon hindi pa din dumadating ay ID namin sa PNRC. Wala na akong masyadong kinasasabikan sa pagtakbo sa sunog o kung ano pa mang gawain na may kinalaman sa aming brigada. Nagbabalak na din akong lumipat ng brigada ngunit inaabangan ko pa ang dalawang kong ID. May dalawa na akong balak lipatan: isa may kanto namin at ang isa sa may bahay ng mga pinsan ko. Pareho silang walang malaking grupo na kinabibilangan ngunit masipag sila sa pag responde sa sunog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-9104468912659407861?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/9104468912659407861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=9104468912659407861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/9104468912659407861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/9104468912659407861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/12/thank-you-k1-moses.html' title='Thank you K1- Moses'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-3897346967505603792</id><published>2007-11-13T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:08:57.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new classroom set up</title><content type='html'>&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://botching.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/RzlaWAoKCswAABjvfqM1"&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddle src="http://images.botching.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RzlaWAoKCswAABjvfqM1/gspz0209.gif?et=OH3Bk%2COvDYYOQz%2CiEeBoyA" border=0&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-3897346967505603792?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/3897346967505603792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=3897346967505603792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3897346967505603792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/3897346967505603792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-classroom-set-up.html' title='new classroom set up'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-1008986983864707234</id><published>2007-10-02T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:48:02.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>We held our Teachers' Day last Wednesday, too bad I was not able to make it to school because I am to report in the office. I wish to hear the students cheer, I wish too see them for my last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-1008986983864707234?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1008986983864707234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=1008986983864707234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1008986983864707234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1008986983864707234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/10/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-6652343676306364389</id><published>2007-09-25T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:57:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DepEd Revitalizes Boy Scouting in Schools</title><content type='html'>In recognition of the significant role of the Boy Scouts of the Philippines (BSP) in assisting the school system mold pupils and students into becoming responsible citizens, the Department of Education has revitalized boy scouting in the elementary and secondary levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the BSP’s impressive track record on youth development, the scouting is an effective program in leadership and value formation of every child. It specifically aims to develop boys and young men into well-rounded individuals with exemplary character worth emulating by schoolchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To support the initiatives of the organization, Education Secretary Jesli Lapus urged the officials and personnel of the Department to be members of the BSP. Likewise, school heads of both public and private elementary and high schools were encouraged to promote membership among pupils, students, parents and teachers at the start of a school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DepEd chief, however, stressed that “membership to the BSP is voluntary and shall not be made a condition for enrolment, transfer or clearance of pupils and students.” Membership fees and other fund-raising activities of the BSP shall be collected by unit leaders who will immediately remit in full to the local councils duly chartered by the BSP national office. “No quota on membership shall be required,” Lapus added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The authorized membership fees are P40 for scouts and unit leaders, and P100 for institutional and parent representatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Secretary directed field officials to designate their education supervisors and department heads or teachers as scouting coordinators to support and monitor the implementation of the Boy Scouts’ program to ensure its benefits to schoolchildren interested in the movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Center for Students and Co-curricular Affairs (CSCA) shall serve as the office-in-charge of all scouting activities in the Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Cherry Morada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-6652343676306364389?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/6652343676306364389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=6652343676306364389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6652343676306364389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/6652343676306364389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/09/deped-revitalizes-boy-scouting-in.html' title='DepEd Revitalizes Boy Scouting in Schools'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-5551105770004676274</id><published>2007-09-15T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T10:55:52.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last na nga siguro</title><content type='html'>I am perfectly out of my head, you see I had this talk with my manager and she told me that she's no longer willing to let our client renew another year with us, teling that it's no longer a healthy relationship with regards to the program thrusts we have and some other aspects that we are advocating. And it's already final. She gave two options: I either apply for our client or stay with the company and carve a new career path. Going back to start, I know I've been carving a different path since I started here in the company, I am a high school science teacher by profession but I was hired as a consultant for the use of technology in the classroom and at the same time a preschool teacher. When I entered this company I was hoping I could get at least the feeling of working in an office but then I was deployed to a school. Going for another path would be easy for me but I'll surely miss a lot of other things. Just before the school year started I drafted my timelime, I was setting my course to having a preschool, going solo and the things I have to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I will surely miss the preschool department: my students-- the K1 and the K2 plus the nursery who are not my students but are very fond of me. Nakakatuwa sila. I will also miss...basta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure how I'll carve my next year, maybe I'll "LET THE LIGHT SHINE" or try another school so that I may practice my profession or I could also try an NGO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-5551105770004676274?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/5551105770004676274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=5551105770004676274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5551105770004676274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/5551105770004676274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-na-nga-siguro.html' title='Last na nga siguro'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2684290559342357187</id><published>2007-09-05T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:16:48.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-581efb0a645e097d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D581efb0a645e097d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143066%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4444CFB25A7AD2B3C630FCEB0BB07D7B323A7A2A.32A83DD46A5C990D68314EC196C5C678C48A3BB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D581efb0a645e097d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGxdHhrdPwrvXjqPrXPxKafAo214&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D581efb0a645e097d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143066%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4444CFB25A7AD2B3C630FCEB0BB07D7B323A7A2A.32A83DD46A5C990D68314EC196C5C678C48A3BB0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D581efb0a645e097d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGxdHhrdPwrvXjqPrXPxKafAo214&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2684290559342357187?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=581efb0a645e097d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2684290559342357187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2684290559342357187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2684290559342357187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2684290559342357187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/09/spelling.html' title='spelling'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-1936008559745078690</id><published>2007-06-23T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T11:00:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>I’m finally posting something for this one. Last school year has been a blast for me. Everything seems to pass so fast that I couldn’t feel I got a life. On the other hand I miss rushing home at night, preparing for class and the tutorial sessions and on some days going home scared of the frequent news on hold up. I also miss earning an extra for my climbs and other needs. Too bad I already told them I can’t handle a tutee this school year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year started well and I am already enjoying the company of my new students and those would-be my students next year (if still workable). We have a number of new students and some students who transferred to other schools. But just the same, I am happy with my new set of classes. One the first week of classes, I help in the Guidance program called the “No tear week”. It is a week long program on helping the students adjust to the school’s set up. It worked well for me I was able to pacify a number of cry babies and even made them attached to me more than their advisers. And I guess I know more nursery students’ names than my kinder 1 students. I’ve seen my K1 students for two sessions now and on Monday would be my second session with the K2 kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-1936008559745078690?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/1936008559745078690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=1936008559745078690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1936008559745078690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/1936008559745078690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/06/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-7711471154291611780</id><published>2007-04-02T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:40:29.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>It summer break already and I am here today in the office. We held our graduation last Wednesday and it marks my last day of seeing my students. But feel happy for them that they are growing in knowledge and they are going more independent. Surely I will miss them, specially the ones who've been close to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-7711471154291611780?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7711471154291611780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=7711471154291611780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7711471154291611780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7711471154291611780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/04/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-559685377321946136</id><published>2007-01-27T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T10:54:47.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last months....</title><content type='html'>We just had our Preschool Foundation Day yesterday. I didn't enjoy it much and I would rather have my classes than be on the ticket booth of the event but at least I was able to interact with my co-teachers. On the other hand I enjoy the conversations I had except for the none sense jokes they are telling.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;a Horizon Pit&lt;br /&gt;the pit seems to stop growing but the possibly that it could go back to its desirable position is impossible for this time. She no longer ignores him but it is evident that she avoids entertaining a conversation to proceed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-559685377321946136?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/559685377321946136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=559685377321946136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/559685377321946136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/559685377321946136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-months.html' title='last months....'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-7661055838106018240</id><published>2007-01-20T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:42:50.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating....</title><content type='html'>Let's try to catch up on what's happening inside my classroom.&lt;br /&gt;The 4oth Foundation celebration is just a week away and soon grduation will be on on its way. The pressure is rising but they might be easier this time. I am still enjoying the classroom and the Science laboratory classes. Sometimes, I wish I'm part of this school but I really wish to be in in a Catholic school. There's a lot of things I envy and hate (or maybe dislike) here. I think "hate" fits better. The eager anticipation of summer break also slows me down knowing that I will miss my students. Specially now that half of my students have been with me for two school years now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-7661055838106018240?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/7661055838106018240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=7661055838106018240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7661055838106018240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/7661055838106018240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2007/01/updating.html' title='&lt;marquee&gt;Updating....&lt;/marquee&gt;'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-2739939762723103565</id><published>2006-12-03T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T08:45:19.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Christmas break</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's been a while since I last posted something here. Honestly, I don't have anything in mind to post for today: I just want to keep this account active and at least be my test page. But it hasn't served its purpose since I started this.I've been wishing to post my classroom experiences here but I guess they all belong to my memory. Just yesterday I read Katrina's blog. It's about her own version of classroom classics, I learned from that entry that she's teaching littles kids like me. And I believe it's not what she posted that moved me but the same experiences of joy we share with the students.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-2739939762723103565?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/2739939762723103565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=2739939762723103565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2739939762723103565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/2739939762723103565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/12/almost-christmas-break.html' title='Almost Christmas break'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-116260275674879858</id><published>2006-11-04T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T09:12:36.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some updates...</title><content type='html'>The sembreak is almost over and by Monday I will be back in the classroom again. And the next thing that I would be anticipating is the Christmas break (",) then the summer break then... Who knows? I'm still weighing things out hope I can pick the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-116260275674879858?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/116260275674879858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=116260275674879858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/116260275674879858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/116260275674879858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-some-updates.html' title='just some updates...'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115984682384574006</id><published>2006-10-03T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:40:24.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Last Tuesday and Wednesday, the school celebrated Teachers' Day (or maybe Days hehehehe). On Tuesday we had it for the preschool department, I got the loudest cheer from the students. Well I really should, I'm handling them all. I just wish I can convert their cheers into cash (hehehehehehe). This is my second and last Teachers' Day here in school so I did my best to enjoy it. On Wednesday, we held our celebration at Oasis Pavillion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other details tsaka na..... erick's inviting for a climb this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115984682384574006?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115984682384574006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115984682384574006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115984682384574006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115984682384574006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/10/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115801836268945836</id><published>2006-09-12T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:46:02.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A student kissed me good bye as their class goes back to their classroom this morning. She is so attached to me that she fondly calls me daddy, I always stop her whenever she calls me that way  but sometimes  it helps me to make her finish her task. Before; she demands me to be beside her as she accomplishes her worksheets; like spell her section, remind her class number, or guide her hand with the mouse. Now she can do those more independently knowing that I trust her that she can do it. I wish to talk to her mom or dad but I guess I may sound weird if I share them my story. I can’t think of what I should do about it, maybe I’ll just get to know her better by asking her other teachers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115801836268945836?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115801836268945836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115801836268945836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115801836268945836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115801836268945836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115373000640192526</id><published>2006-07-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T16:33:57.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTC extension?</title><content type='html'>I meet my tutee's parents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115373000640192526?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115373000640192526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115373000640192526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115373000640192526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115373000640192526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/07/ptc-extension.html' title='PTC extension?'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115289881390401618</id><published>2006-07-15T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:42:45.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>running home</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;This is what I never miss every single day as I pursue my way home--running from F.Manalo to E.Rodriguez. I don't know what keeps me doing it, I just do it. And as I run I compose what could be worth posting for the day, which I eventually forget upon reaching the keyboard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last time I spent some time chatting with my tutee to at least lighten up my spirit, like how I spend the rest of my day, my travel home to tondo, my likes, hobbies, interests and anything. I told her that I visit McDonald's SM San Lazaro often to have my generic snack. Then after the session she asked if the McDonald's I'm eating at beside Goldilock's. I told her yes it is beside Goldilock's. Then I was surprised with her reaction telling me that it is near their place and that they also eat there. Surprise as I am I can't contain to laugh under my breath knowing that she lives in Mandaluyong. Huh! And should I expect her to learn much from me? Of the many chances of having a McDonald's beside a Goldilock's she's affirming it's near her place!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another classic answer I got from her is that ---&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh wait I'll give the scenario firts....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's cursing the scientist for dicovering such volumes of facts which she is now trying to grasp until he reaches BC. Whoa we suddenly had our integration to VE! She's telling that Moses is the first man and not Adam....Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because Moses is older!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115289881390401618?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115289881390401618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115289881390401618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115289881390401618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115289881390401618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/07/running-home.html' title='running home'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115277895280447618</id><published>2006-07-13T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:22:32.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May pasok kaya bukas?</title><content type='html'>sana wala... para tuloy tuloy na walang pasok...&lt;br /&gt;sana meron... mahirap maghabol ng worksheets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115277895280447618?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115277895280447618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115277895280447618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115277895280447618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115277895280447618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/07/may-pasok-kaya-bukas_13.html' title='May pasok kaya bukas?'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115253877552656958</id><published>2006-07-10T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T21:40:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late post</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Lemon Popsicle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of classes went very well for the K2 students since I’ve taught them already last year. Only four new students came in this school year, one for each section and I think they also enjoyed my classes. Unexplainable feeling surrounds me every time I see them now enrolled on the next grade. And I guess this is what every teacher feel about their students: proud that they’ve taught their students and helped them where they are now. They make my heart so light and made me show my smile and wave my hand everytime I meet them. I believe my teachers are proud of me now also, specially that I’ve joined them in their vocation of teaching. Teaching is not just about feeding the brain but also filling the heart with values and to make our students life-long learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re back! The K2 students flocked about me as they saw me approach their room to fetch them. Greeting me with their sweetest smiles and waving hands they all look proud that they are now in K2. Some climbed on my back some pulled my arms and most of them started telling where they spent their vacations and that they already lost their tooth and that a new one is growing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115253877552656958?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115253877552656958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115253877552656958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115253877552656958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115253877552656958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/07/late-post.html' title='Late post'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30639532.post-115201787296992663</id><published>2006-07-04T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T21:00:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My classroom</title><content type='html'>This is my third attemp to create my second blog. I always get reminded of starting this one everytime I'm with my students or my tutee. I just can't contain the scenarios in my classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30639532-115201787296992663?l=mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/feeds/115201787296992663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30639532&amp;postID=115201787296992663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115201787296992663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30639532/posts/default/115201787296992663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylemonpopsicle.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-classroom.html' title='My classroom'/><author><name>botching</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10217300576124901736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3kotUDJFsMY/TEK1HrROeVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/odkOD4SjEOQ/S220/P13-06-09_17.45.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
