Life is a Guitar

Doing nothing as I waited for my students to practice the Jazz Chant they would perform for the National Press Conference 2012 plenary session this afternoon, I decided to explore Adobe photoshop. I think I did a good job exploring and made a good output. Here it is:

Honestly,I did not think much of what quote should I write on it. And now I have the time to take a good look at my magnum opus, I find myself in deep reflection. One question pop in my mind.


Is my life now in tune or not?


My answer is no.

Another question rose in my mind.

How long will my music be out of tune?

I do not have the answer. It is up to the master Guitarist. One thing is certain, though. That all guitarist including Him wants to make good music. I know He will soon fix the strings of my guitar.

Giving Wholeheartedly

I was browsing the youtube looking for a video clip that would help me further explain one of the poems we would be  discussing in my English-American Literature Class when I eventually coincidentally made myself arrived in one of my favorite advertisement when I was a kid - the Fita advertisement. It's a biscuit advertisement.  The scene goes like this:

A lad was sitting in a bench and was looking at his red pack of biscuits -  Fita. He was about to eat a piece of biscuit when he saw a little girl staring at him. Being nice, he gave the whole piece to the kid. He brought out the last piece with a sigh, saying "Last Fita."Oh! He definitely loved the biscuit.He was about to eat it when, a hungry-looking old woman then appeared beside him. She was asking for the food. Being nice again,but not giving in his love for Fita, he split the last piece. He gave the half to the old woman and he ate the other half. The old woman then turned to a beautiful fairy. She said, "Because you have a pure heart. I'll grant you a wish."

"A sports car!" He abruptly said. And within a blink of an eye a sports car appeared before him. Sounds like a fairy tale, isn't it? Now, here's the catch : The sports car was also in half.

Moral: When you give something, give it wholeheartedly because God rewards you according to what you give.

No Matter Where...

I came across this story while I was surfing the net. I Liked it and so I am posting it now...

An old man lived alone. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work. His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison.

The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his predicament. 

Dear Son:

I am feeling pretty bad, because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot. If you were here, all my troubles would be over.I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.

Love, Dad

Shortly, the old man received this telegram 

"For HEAVEN'S SAKE, Dad, don't dig up the garden! That's where I buried the GUNS!"

At 4 A.M. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local policeofficers showed up and started digging up the entire garden without finding any guns. Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened and asking him what to do next.His son's reply was "Go ahead and plant your potatoes, Dad, It's the best I could do for you from here." 

Moral Of the Story -NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART, YOU CAN DO IT. IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS...

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While I in the middle of reading this story, I thought that there was no way the child can help his dad and I really felt sorry for the old man. I was so happy when I read what the son did...Indeed,if there is a will,there will always be a way.