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Love from the mouth of babes!

July 29, 2005

Kids say it differently….candidly… but that is how it is supposed to be…Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of BABES!

What does Love mean?

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, “What does love mean?” The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.

See what you think:

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“When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.” - - - Rebecca- age 8

“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” - - - Billy - age 4

“Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.” - - - Karl - age 5

“Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.” - - - Chrissy - age 6

“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” - - - Terri - age 4

“Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.” - - - Danny - age 7

“Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss” - - - Emily - age 8

“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” - - - Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,” - - - Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka’s on this planet)

“Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.” - - - Noelle - age 7

“Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.” - - - Tommy - age 6

“During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.” - - - Cindy - age 8

“My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.” - - - Clare - age 6

“Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.” - - - Elaine-age 5

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.” - - - Chris - age 7

“Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.”  - - - Mary Ann - age 4

“I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.” - - - Lauren - age 4

“When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.” (what an image) - - - Karen - age 7

“Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.” - - - Mark - age 6

“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” - - - Jessica - age 8

And the final one — Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

“Nothing, I just helped him cry”

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Debut

July 14, 2005

18th birthday celebration of my youngest
sister Ariane “AVON” Nilo Secillano held last July 9, 2005 at my
parent’s residence. Avon’s real birthday is July 7. Her escort is Mr.
Rodney Santos Montes.

  

  • Avon w/ tita Rizza
  • 18 roses w/ Edmar (my husband)
  • The debutant w/ the 18 balloons participant
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Secillano - Nicolas nuptial


The Holy Sacrifice of the Mass at which we are united in the Holy Sacrament of Matrimony solemnized at the Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary Parish Rodiguez (Montalban), Rizal last Saturday, the 22nd day of January in the year of our Lord two thousand and five at 2:30 in the afternoon.

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Birthday Celebration at 9 Waves


My cousins Jan Marty “Jay-jay” and Josef Mari “Omar” Secillano celebrated their birthday at 9 Waves - San Mateo, Rizal. Also in photo are their lolo and lola (mother side) and of course tita Rizza Sevilla Secillano.

Jay’s birhday is March 11 while Omar is April 17.

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Happy Father’s Day

June 20, 2005

A belated tribute to all fathers last June 19, 2005 (Sunday)

To our dear papa, Salem Aguilar Secillano and Eduardo Mariano Nicolas

“Thank you for loving us wholeheartedly,
Thank you for working hard and for providing for our needs,
Thank you for being our guardian and protector,
Thank you for being our friend and mentor, and most of all………
Thank you for inspiring us to be the best that we can be.”

WE LOVE YOU DAD!

Love lots,
Sweet Secillano and Edmar Nicolas

 

 

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Childhood Memories

June 2, 2005

How did we survive our childhood?

If you were a kid in the 50’s, 60’s, 70’s or even early 80’s ……how did you survive your childhood?

1.- When we were growing up we never wore seatbelts in the car, cars didn’t have airbags……
2.- Riding on the back of a pick up truck was an adventure that we still remember!
3.- Our cribs were painted with bright colors (paint which was full of lead)
4.- We didn’t have childproof medicine bottles, nor did our parents ever childproof our house
5.- When we rode our bikes we never wore a helmet.
6.- We would drink water from the faucet or from a hose in the backyard (not bottled water).
7.- We didn’t have cell phones, so our parents were never able to reach us (awesome)
8.- We would get scrapes, bruises, brake bones, lose teeth, but we would never sue for these accidents. ,
9.- We would eat cake, bread and butter, drink sugary drinks, and we weren’t overweight because we were always outside playing
10.- Four of us would share a drink, we would all drink from the same bottle and that wasn’t gross nor would anyone get sick.
11.- We didn’t have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X boxes, video games, cable TV with over 100 channels, VCR’s, surround sound, cellular phones, computers, online chatrooms, instead we would have tons of FRIENDS
12.- Some of us weren’t as bright as others but when one would get left back that was no big deal. They would not get taken to a psychologist, nor did they ever suffer from dyslexia, hyperactivity, ADHD, ADD, etc, they would simply repeat the grade until they passed.
13.- We had freedom, mishaps, successes, responsibilities, and we would learn to deal with them. The question is…How did we survive? and above all, to become the GREAT people that we are today? Are you from one of these generations

Younger generation will probably say that we were very boring, but I believe that were we VERY HAPPY CHILDREN!!!!

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Happy Mother’s Day

May 6, 2005

A tribute to mothers on May 8, 2005 (Sunday)
  

To our dear mama - Ma. Magdalena N. Secillano and Marie A. Nicolas, To lola mamang - Marcela A. Secillano and to all mother’s dear to us,

“Thank you for all the love and the care you’ve showered us, Thank you for the hugs and kisses you’ve given us, Thank you for the values and knowledge you’ve taught, Thank you for the nourishment and enrichment, and most of all…..Thank you for bringing us in this world.”

WE LOVE YOU MOM!

Also, here’s an excerpted poem especially for you

M-O-T-H-E-R

M is for the million things she gave me, O means only that she’s growing old, T is for the tears she shed to save me, H is for her heart of purest gold; E is for her eyes, with love-light shining, R means right, and right she’ll always be, Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER,” A word that means the world to me. –Howard Johnson (c. 1915)

Love lots,

Sweet Secillano and Edmar Nicolas

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Learning Bahasa

Hi peeps!

Join me in learning BAHASA……(kudos to my Malaysian friend izwan to this educational piece!)

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good morning = selamat pagi
goodbye = selamat tinggal
bon voyage = selamat jalan
thank you = terima kasih
welcome [for thank you] = sama-sama
Welcome = selamat datang
good night = selamat malam
good afternoon = selamat tengahari
good = baik very good = sangat baik very = sangat
the best = terbaik
I = saya
you = awak
like= suka
love= cinta
don’t = jangan
I want to eat! = saya nak makan!
mother = emak/ibu
father = ayah/bapa chinese = cina
Phillipines = Filipina
child = anak
children = anak-anak
kids = kanak-kanak/budak-budak
kid = kanak-kanak/budak-budak

24 years old = 24 tahun
year = tahun
married = berkahwin
marry = kahwin
church = gereja
church worker = pekerja gereja
worker = pekerja
writer = penulis
tutor = tutor
stationeries = alat tulis
collects = kumpul
especially = terutamanya
cute = comel
loves chocolates and pizzas = suka coklat dan pizza *
loves chocolates is not ‘cinta coklat’ because love is used for telling your feelings towards something alive like I love cat [kucing] , i love dog [anjing] , i love butterflies [rama-rama] and so on…

i hope = saya harap
that you are healthy = awak/kamu sihat
today = hari ini
i went = saya pergi
i go = saya pergi
to = ke
library = perpustakaan
the library = perpustakaan itu
(itu = that) is very big = sangat besar
is very small = sangat kecil
you are = awak / kamu (there is no exact word for are)
tall = tinggi
taller = lebih tinggi
than me = dari saya

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HRD Funny!

Hey Guys,

Just wanna share with you…

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(Original Message from “Wilhelm Gaza” as forwarded by my dear aunt Zhalie Secillano of ambergriss solutions.)

Team, Just to make us all smile… I know we have alot on our plates… but try to spend a few minutes reading this… enjoy!

Ha Ha Ha!!!

A highly successful Human Resources Manager was tragically knocked down by a bus and killed. Her soul arrived at the Pearly Gates, where St. Peter welcomed her: “Before you get settled in,” he said, “We have a little problem… you see, we’ve never had a Human Resources Manager make it this far before and we’re not really sure what to do with you.” “Oh, I see,” said the woman. “Can’t you just let me in?” “Well, I’d like to,” said St Peter, “But I have higher orders. We’re instructed to let you have a day in hell and a day in heaven, and then you are to choose where you’d like to go for all eternity.” “Actually, I think I’d prefer heaven”, said the woman. “Sorry, we have rules…” at which St. Peter put the HR Manager into the downward bound elevator.

As the doors opened in hell she stepped out onto a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club; around her were many friends - past fellow executives, all smartly dressed, happy, and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played a perfect round of golf and afterwards went to the country club where she enjoyed a superb steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil, who was actually rather nice, and she had a wonderful night telling jokes and dancing. Before she knew it, it was time to leave; everyone shook her hand and waved goodbye as she stepped into the elevator.

The elevator went back up to heaven where St. Peter was waiting for her.”Now it’s time to spend a day in heaven,” he said.So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing, which was almost as enjoyable as her day in hell. At the day’s end St Peter returned. “So,” he said, “You’ve spent a day in hell and you’ve spent a day in heaven. You must choose between the two.” The woman thought for a second and replied, “Well, heaven is certainly lovely, but I actually had a better time in hell. I choose hell.” Accordingly, St.Peter took her to the elevator again and she went back down to hell.

When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends dressed in rags, picking up rubbish and putting it in old sacks. The Devil approached and put his arm around her. “I don’t understand,” stuttered the HR Manager, “Yesterday I was here, and there was a golf course, and a country club, and we ate lobster, and we danced and had a wonderful happy time. Now all there’s just a dirty wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable.”

The Devil looked at her and smiled. “Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you’re staff.!”

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Best of Erap

(as forwarded by my friend - Dianne S. Cuesta, Merchandising Coordinator at Robinsons Convenience Stores Inc. - dianne_yaba98@yahoo.com)

== MARCOS - Martial Law President CORY - People Power President RAMOS - Centennial President ERAP - Millennium Bug

== Erap doing a citizen’s arrest on foreigner. Erap: “Abuso ka na, anong pangalan mo?” (While writing the report) Foreigner: “Vladimir Kromanikov Shneit Norkvanikov Manheit Slokevsky.” Erap: O SIGE, ALIS KA NA!

== PDI Reporter: Mr. President, why did you beat up the man yesterday in the health center? Erap: Kita na niyang ninenerbyos ako sa result ng AIDS test ko, tapos sabi pa niya “THINK POSITIVE!”

== FVR: Nagustuhan mo ba yung M & Ms w/ peanuts na pinadala ko kahapon sa iyo? Alam ko naman na mahilig ka sa mani. Erap: OO naman, sarap nga eh! KASO, ANG DUMI SA KUKO AT ANG HIRAP BALATAN!

== PDI Reporter: Mr. President, bakit po paika-ika kayong maglakad? Erap: I have high cholesterol level. Sabi ng doktor ko, IWASAN KO DAW YUNG ITLOG!

== Erap was asked by a gradeschooler to test his English ability. Kid: Use Deduct, Defense, Detail & Defeat in a sentence. Erap: (after 15 minutes of silence) DEDUCT jumped over DEFENSE, DEFEAT first, then DETAIL!!

== Erap’s Friend: offering the president a box of VIAGRA. Erap: Di ko kailangan yan, merong mas effective dyan. Friend: Ano yun Sir? Erap: MAALOX, tingnan mo ang sabi sa label, ANTIGAS, O di ba!

== La Salista: Talagang magaling ang mga taga La Salle, marami kaming Mayor, Congressman, Governor, Senator at Singer. Atenean: Wala lahat yan, kami may presidente, si ERAP, pinakabobo pa sa amin yan!

== ERAP’S WISDOM: 1. Don’t judge a book for you are not a Judge. 2. Birds of the same feathers are the same birds. 3. Tell me who your friends are, and I’ll tell you mine. 4. An apple a day is 7 apples a week.

== Erap while buying chewing gum sa 7-11. Erap: Etong bayad ko! Cashier: Etong sukli nyo sir. Erap: Sukli lang, asan yung libreng Asukal? Sabi dito sa gum wrapper, SUGAR FREE!

== Press conference on environment at Malacanang. PDI Reporter: Mr. President, what are the Pollutants in the Philippines? Erap: There are several pollutants. This includes BOPIS, SISIG, SITSARON, DAING, LIEMPO at MANI!

== In a Japanese restaurant. Erap: Bigyan mo ako nung TA-KEHO-ME, waiter. Waiter: Sir “Take Home” po ang basa diyan.

== Erap to SMS [Short Messaging Service, mobile phone] addicts: “Pwede bang tigilan nyo na ang kate-text nyo tungkol sa akin. Pag di kayo tumigil, I will advise Meralco para PUTULIN ANG LINE NG GLOBE!! Pikon ano?”

== In an emergency situation. Erap: Doctor! Doctor! I swallowed a bone. Doctor: Are you CHOKING? Erap: No, I’m SERIOUS!!

== Erap while still in gradeschool. Teacher: What is 5 plus 4? Erap: Eh, di 9. Teacher: What is 4 plus 5? Erap: Gagaguhin nyo pa ako, eh binaligtad nyo lang, eh di 6!!

== While in a drug store. Erap: I’d like some vitamins for my grandson. Clerk: Sir, vitamin A, B or C? Erap: It does not matter, cuz he can’t read yet!!

== While in New York city, a Erap bumped a nigger. Nigger: Hey, watch where you’re goin’ you “MUDAFUCKA”. Erap: Eh ta-tanga tanga ka pala, “MADAFA KA RIN SANA”!!

== Erap while translating a speech. “We must strive” Kailangan nating magsikap. “We must help others” Kailangan nating magtulungan. “In union there is strenght” SA SIBUYAS ME TIGAS !!!

== While in a State Visit to Washington DC. Bill Clinton: You know, we Americans hate you Filipinos going TNT in our country. Sorry if I’m frank. Erap (Shocked): It’s okay, I thought you were Bill!!

== In a science class. Classmate: Bakit yung airplane pag umiikot and elisi, umaangat sa lupa? Bakit yung bentilador kahit umiikot, nasa mesa pa din? Erap: Tanga ka pala eh! Kasi yung bentilador may kurdon, pinipigilan yon!!

== When Ninoy died, they wrote “NINOY, HINDI KA NAGIISA” in his monument. When Erap dies, they will also write in his monument these words ‘ERAP HINDI KA NAGIISIP”!!

== While in the Malacanang clinic. Erap: It’s been a month since my last visit and I still feel miserable. Doc: Did you follow my instructions? Erap: Yes Doc, sabi sa bote ng drug “KEEP TIGHTLY CLOSED”!!

== While hailing a taxicab in Makati. Erap: Magkano papuntang San Juan? Driver: Ikaw lang bang magisa? Erap: Bakit, di ka ba sasama?

== While in a pizzeria. Erap: What are your specialties? Waiter: Sir, we serve all kinds of pizza. Erap: Talaga, bigyan mo nga ako ng Shakey’s !!

== While in a friend’s wake. Erap: Tayo na Jinggoy, mauna na tayo. Jinggoy: Dad, maaga pa naman, kararating lang natin. Erap: Hindi mo ba nabasa yung sign “REMAINS WILL BE CREMATED”!!

== Erap calling U.P. Diliman: Hello! Is this DILIMAN? Operator: No, this is PADRE FAURA. Erap: I’m sorry Father, wrong number!!

== Nung si Marcos ang Presidente, laging sinasabi “MABUHAY ANG PILIPINO”. Nung si Cory na, “TAYO’Y PILIPINO”. Nung si Ramos na, “TAAS NOO PILIPINO”. Nang si Erap na, “MABUHAY CASINO PILIPINO”!!

== While in a store to buy a pen. Erap: Miss mey ballpen ba kayo dito? Clerk: Wala ho kaming ballpen. Erap (MAD): Bakit ang ipinangalan nyo sa store nyo “PENSHOPPE”?

== While taking a shower at home and calling for Loi. Erap: Bakit walang shampoo dito? Loi: Anong wala, kabibili ko lang kanina ng shampoo, eh. Erap: Eh, puro For Dry Hair lang ang meron, basa na ang buhok ko!!

== Why does Erap take off his clothes whenever he takes exams? Coz the test questions says ANSWER IN BRIEF”!!

== Erap to Malacanang hardinero: I thought I told you to water the plants? Hardinero: Yes, you did sir, but it is raining hard right now, sir. Erap (MAD): that’s no excuse, I know we supplied you with raincoats! !

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True Love

“True LOVE is visible ……… not to the eyes but to the heart, for eyes may be deceived….”

THE LITTLE PRINCE by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

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Guilty or not Guilty

One of my favorite declamation piece………

He stood at the bar of justice creature wan and wild. In form too small for a man, in future too old for a child. But he looked so small and pathetic ’twas stamped in his pale young face. It seemed long years of sufferings must have left a silent trace.

I will tell you just how it was sir……”My father and mother were dead, and my brothers and sisters were hungry and asked me for bread. At first, I earned it for them by working hard all day but somehows the times were hard sir, and the work fell away. I could get no more employment”

The weather was bitter cold and the young one’s cried and shivered……Little Johnny’s but four-years-old. So what was I to do sir, I’m guilty, but not condemned. I got oh….Was it stealing the bread to give to them?…”

Everyone in the courtroom, gray-beard and thoughtless youth knew as they looked upon him that the prisoner spoke the truth…Out from their pockets came ‘kerchiefs, and out from their eyes sprang tears..and out from their old-faded wallets treasures hoarded for years.

“Your name?” said the judge as he kindly looked at him, “Is it Mark McGuire?”

“If you pleased sir.”

“And your age?”

“I’ve turned fifteen.”

“Well, Mark and then from a paper he slowly and gravely read….”You are charged here because of stealing three loaves of bread…..To be false, are you guilty of this or no?!”

A passionate burst of weeping was at first his sole reply.He dried his tears in a moment and looked at the judge eyes……#

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