What's up with people who don't want to help?

"HELP! HELP!" a little girl cried inside a burning building at 3rd Street.

It was 9:37 P.M. that night. People around me just shouted and on one really cared on saving the poor girl. Yeah, there were fire fighters! But, they can't get in. The front door was blocked with fallen objects from the inside. Maybe, it's just an unfortunate day for the young girl. Her family cried helplessly. No one really cared.

Inside the burning building, a man was there also trapped with the girl. He heard her screams and shouts and so he followed the voice. He then found the young girl, sitting by the corner of her flaming room. The man carried the girl and went to an open window. Everyone was shocked upon seeing the two in the window. It was a 7-story building. They were at the fifth. The fire fighters got their trampoline and deployed it near the two for them to jump safely. And so, they jump and the little girl's family was very, very happy and very thankful. Her mom thanked the man. Unfortunately for the fire fighters, they didn't extinguished the fire and let the building to collapsed.

The fire started at the 4th floor were a short circuit occurred from a room. The fire spread quickly. People panicked.They tried to save their furnitures and stuff. But the young girl got trapped inside her own room. The man was just two rooms away from the girl. He also got trapped in his room and later got his way through it and found the girl.

The man was in the news. He was in news papers, radios, TV, and the internet. He was well-known at his place. The mayor also gave him a medal of bravery for sparing the young girl's life. But, the man died of an accident in Highway 54. He was driving soundly along the way when some car smacked another vehicle and it twirled along the road, pushing anything in its path, causing the freak accident. All of the people in his town attended his funeral. Everyone cried and wished that someone could've saved him.

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The point is that we should help others in need. No matter how big or small is the problem, we should lend a helping hand to him or her. The help you will give will get back at you. KARMA lang yan. Good karma. Kaya, why not help others? Why not help an old woman cross the street? Why not help a person carry his/her heavy groceries? Why? Ano ba ang problema? Nahihiya? Anong nakahihiya dun? Tutulungan ka nga eh. It would be more embarrassing if you noticed the person, but didn't really do anything to help. Kaya, tulungan ang dapat tulungan. :)

H.E.L.P. = Hands Extended to Lonely People

What's up with people who don

Small Donations, Big Help -- Ondoy's Victims

"Some things just happen instantly."

September 26, 2009 -- rain fell down all day. Oo, umulan ng buong araw nun. Ulan lang. Hindi malakas. Pero, tuloy-tuloy siya. Okay lang naman yun. Pero, nung kinabukasan, baha sa Rizal, Manila, Marikina, Antipolo, at ibang pang probinsyang malapit sa mga nabanggit. Buti na lang ay hindi bumaha ng todo samin. Eh kasi, sa sobrang ulan, nag-overflow ung mga dams and nabara ung mga canals at ayun, bumaha hanggang dibdib. Yung iba nga eh, lampas-tao ang baha. Para bang gumawa ka ng city sa gitna ng Karagatang Pasipiko. Pero, kulay brown lang ung tubig. Madaming tao ang nasa kani-kanilang bubong. Eh yung iba, nasa second floor lang ng kanilang bahay at tinitignan kung ano pa ang pwedeng masalba sa baha. Madaming namatay, madaming nawawala, madaming nagugutom, madaming nauuhaw, madaming nawalan ng gamit, madaming nawalan ng bahay!

September 28, 2009 -- kala ko eh, mawawala na ung baha, pero, hindi parin! Baha parin sa ibang lugar sa Pilipinas. Buti na lang sa iba eh, pababa na ung tubig at abot na nila. Madaming nag-sagawa ng rescue mission at donation programs para sa mga victims ng Bagyong Ondoy. Pero, madami paring humihingi ng tulong. Tsk. :)

September 30, 2009 -- araw ngayon. Hehe. Wala kaming pasok buong week. Nung monday, wala daw. Suspended. Kahapon, Bacoor Day. Ngayon hanggang Friday, suspended parin. Maaga-agahang Sem-Break ang Harrell ngayon ha. Sweet. Pero, gumawa parin ang school ko ng isang donation program para sa mga biktima. Hanggang bukas ay tatanggap parin ang school ng donations. Kahit old clothes or canned goods pwede! Basta may mabigay, meron nang matutulungan yun. Akalain mo, eh, andaming nag-donate sa school. Maliban na lang sa iba. Di ko alam kung bakit ayaw nilang mag-donate. Hehe. At ayun, siguro ngayon, on the way na ang school dun. :) Thanks sa mga nag-donate.

Every single donation can make a big, big difference on the lives on the Filipino people. Each of us should donate. Kahit yung mga old clothes na nasa kabinet natin, pwede na yun. If every person in the Philippines would donate a t-shirt, shorts, canned good, bottled water, 1/2 kilo of rice, madami nang matutulungan. Yun na yun! Kaya, mag-donate na!!!

"Tayo ang simula ng pagbabago."

Too Tired to Write -- I Witnessed Something

September 11, 2001

It's not a normal day for me. Tiny water droplets struck my blue umbrella as I walked towards Malinda's Cafe. People around me didn't mind me at all. As if I was like a speck of dust lying silently in a piece of antique. There I was standing alone waiting for the walk sign to turn green. At last it did. And everything around vanished.

I came at Malinda's around 9AM. I entered and sat at a nearby table. I didn't want to walk so, I just pull the nearest chair and waited until someone asked for my order. I can smell the sweet aroma of brewed coffee with a touch of fresh milk. I can hear the sound of the morning radio and it caressed my ears like soft hands of a new-born baby. I can only hear the radio, and soft murmurs of the customers. Yeah, I'm not the only one there.

"What will you have for this fine morning, Sir?", asked a tall, blonde, and sweet-voiced waitress standing at my side as I was scribbling along my journal.

"A nice cup of coffee would be fine with me." As she finished writing my order, she went directly to the cashier and serve for the other customers.

I always drop by at Malinda's just to get my morning ice to break and get ready for work. Coffee would be the best instrument of getting my soul to wake up. Malinda, the owner of the cafe, used to be my oh-so-sweet childhood friend. We met when I was like 4, when my mother and her father met at this gathering that I don't mind at all. A few years later, she moved out of town and I never saw her again. Until, I moved here at New York and found Malinda's Cafe. Unfortunately, for today, she's not here. She's sick for some reason.

"Your order, Sir.", then some waiter surprised me and almost got me to a heart attack. Kidding. He just appeared out of now. Surprisingly, when I got shocked, he had good reflexes and moved away, seconds from avoiding my coffee to spill over.

"There's a shock.", I spoked and laughed.

"Well, here you are.". He then put my coffee on the table and a napkin.

I always put the sugar before the cream. For some reason, when I always get my coffee at Malinda's, I always got the exact mug since I started drinking here. I know 'cause, there's a marking on the handle of a letter "C". Weird. I think it's the 358th time I got to drink here. I don't expect for a better place to have coffee than at my old friend's cafe.

It was already half past nine. I'm almost late for work. I have to walk around again a couple of blocks away from the cafe just to work as a typist of the morning newspaper. I forgot to tell you though that I work for the Morning Herald, a not-so-popular paper in my hometown. I walked fast but I didn't ran. The rain cooled off for a second. I turned in my umbrella and continued walking. I could see the office door from where I'm standing.

Time was fast. Then, a loud explosion came out of nowhere. Because of that loud noise, I could see everyone running towards the place where the explosion began. Curious, I went there too. Everyone was screaming. Loud sirens of the ambulance and fire trucks could be heard. Cries of family and friends could almost be heard from the moon. Everything was slow. I thought time was fast, but in a flick of a second, seconds from the explosion, everything can slow down like snails. The whole thing happened. My eyes were widely open as I look up high in the sky seeing a thick dark smoke coming out of the building.

I just realized that I witnessed an unforgettable event. I saw the World Trade Center collapsing into tiny bits. I ran as fast as I could. Then, everything was dark. I opened my eyes and saw that I was in the hospital. Everyone was murmuring about the World Trade Center. Everyone was really shocked. Everyone in the hospital ran as more patients was brought there. Good thing is that, I was still holding my journal, to write this past events I witnessed.

Journal Entry # 911

(C) 2009 Jerboe

September 21, 2009 -- Subic Experience

3:30 A.M. Oras ng gising ko. Pero natulog pa ako. Ayaw pa gumising ng ibang tao samin eh. Wala naman akong kasama kapag nagising na ako. Hehe. Kaya tulog na lang for 15 minutes. After nun, nagluto na ng almusal at nagcomputer na ako. Simpleng update lang naman ang kailangan ko para hindi aksaya sa oras. Pagkatapos, kumain na ako, naligo, nagbihis, umalis.

5:01 A.M. Oras ng pagpunta ko sa school. Kala ko late na ako. Kasi may mga estudyante ng sumasakay sa kani-kanilang mga bus. Pero, puro elementary palang pala. Naghahanda pa ang high school sa loob nmg covered court para makaalis. At ayun, dun namana ako pumunta. Nakita ko naman sila after 10 seconds ng paghahanap. Kinuha ko na ung seat number ko at nakipag-kwentuhan na sa mga kaibigan. After na nalaman na completo na kami, umalis na.

5:48 A.M. Oras ng pagalis ng bus. Na-late pa kasi ung isa naming kasama. Pasaway. Kata ayun, medyo nadelay kami ng konti. Konti lang naman. Hindi naman ung ganun na sobra. At ayun, medyo umiglip muna ung iba. Yung iba kumain agad, yung iba GM, yung iba soundtrip, yung iba picture taking agad kahit wala pa sa Subic, yung iba para na-OOP. Ako? Lahat nagawa ko agad. Ako pa. :)

Matagal ang biyahe namin papuntang Subic.4 hours yata or mahigit pa dun. Di ko lang nabilang. Or hindi ko lang napansin ung oras dahil sa sobrang katuwaan namin sa bus? Okay. Madami din kaming nalaman about sa history ng mga pangalan ng mga nadaanan naming lugar. Madami din kaming nalaman na jokes and tricky tricks from out tour guide na si Kuya Edi or Edgy. Hindi ako sure kung ano dun ung pangalan niya. Nalilito kami eh. Basta may name siya.

9:35 A.M. Oras ng pagdating namin sa Subic. Naka-isang pitstop lang kami sa may Pampanga para sa CR breaks at para bumili ng pagkain. Medyo natagalan din kami. Hehe. Andaming tao eh. At tska ung sa CR, may bayad pang P1 para maka-wiwi lang. :) Astig ha. Anyway, siyempre papaikliin ko na lang ung mga nangyari. Di ko naman kailangan i-ellaborate lahat ng mga moments dun. Kahit ung mga surprising moments, lonely moments, happy momnets, embarrassing moments, at iba pang moments. Basta may moment.

11:31 A.M. Oras ng pagbalik namin sa bus dahil tapos na ung tour namin. 2 hours lang halos ung tour. Bitin nga eh. Pero na-enjoy lang naman namin dun eh ung Close Encounter sa mga tigre. Yun lang ung mga napasigaw lahat ng mga babae, natuwa ung mga chaperones, naiyak ung mga bata, at walang pakielam ung mga lalaki. Ako? Kailangan ko lang naman ng pictures para sa output ko sa Journa. Hehe. Nung oras din na yun, eh Lunch na namin. Grabe. Anhirap kumain sa loob ng bus. Di ko na halos ginamit ung tinidor ko eh. Yung kutsara na lang para hindi pa ako mahirapan.

After nun, umalis na kami para sa DutyFree shopping spree namin. Binigyan kami ng isang oras para ubusin ung mga baon naming pera sa DutyFree. Actually, hindi naman ung mismong duty free ung pinuntahan namin eh. Isa lang store sa Subic. At nakalimutan ko na ung pangalan. Wag niyo na akong tanungin. Hindi naman ako bumili. Actually, bumili pala ako. Yung shake na cappucino. Desperate na kasi kaming mag-Starbucks. Eh, wala nun na malapit. Malayo pa. Kaya nag-shake na lang kami na flavored cappucino para mukhang starbucks. Isipin na lang. Natagalan din kami sa pitstop na ito. Antagal pa nung iba naming kasama. Haba daw kasi ng pila. Pagbigyan.

To make the long trip short, basta, matagal yun at gabi na kami narating ng school. Medyo nahihilo pa nga ako ngayon eh. May hang-over ung motion sickness. Hehe. Adek. Basta ayun, nag-enjoy naman ako kahit papano. Pero ung iba sabi boring eh, natutulog lang naman sila kaya hindi na nila alam ung mga nangyayari sa paligid nila.

Ingats. YUN LAN. :)

The "Should've-Been-Our-Field-Trip Day

Caught in the Middle of the Night

September 3rd 2009 Thursday Evening

10:14 na sa orasan namin. At hindi parin ako natutulog. Insomia? Hindi ah. Gusto ko lang na gising ako. Hindi pa ako makatulog eh. Actually, mukha na ngang insomia. Ngayon lang ako naging ganito. Boring yata kanina sa school kaya gusto ko nang ibuhos lahat ng gusto kong gawin para hindi na ako ma-bored sa pagtulog ko.

Bukas, Friday na. At sa Sabado may klase pa. Gawa ng rest day namin after ng field trip namin sa Thursday. Kaya, babawiin ng school ung mga school days na dapat ay may klase. Kaya ayun, may pasok tuloy kami sa Sabado at hindi na ako makakasama sa Cainta. Di ko alam kung bakit kami pupunta ng Cainta. Pero, sure akong wala naman akong magagawa dun. Kundi nakatunganga lang sa isang tabi. Pwede ding, GM lang ng GM. One to sawang load naman eh. Haha. Pero, pwede rin akong sumama. Syempre makikita ko na naman si Raffy. Yun ung pamangkin ko. 1 year and 8 months na yata siya. Basta parang ganun. Kaya gusto ko makita ung mga bago sa kanya.

Share portion. About sa Scribe. Excited na ako sa pag-publish ng paper ng school. Kaso, hindi siya ung mukhang newspaper. Instead, magazine-type ung gagamitin namin. In-charge lang ako sa mga photos na gagamitin namin para sa Scribe. Yung Scribe, yun ung mga journalist ng school namin. Yung Scribe daw, ibig sabihin eh, mga tao noon sa Egypt na pagaaralan ko na lang pagdating ko ng Third Year. World History na yun eh. Asian palang kami. Wew. Anyway, sa Sem-Break namin gagawin lahat yun. Pero, sa Sept. 25 ung pasahan ng mga photos and articles na gagamitin para sa paper. Madami pang pagdadaanan nun eh. From the copyreaading, to the EIC, to Ma'am Hope, then to Ma'am Luz. At ayun, nasa paper na kung aaprove ba.

Oras ko na ngayon: 10:22. Medyo gumagabi na. Ako na lang yata at si Kuya ung gising dito eh. Tulog na yata sila Mami at Dadi sa loob. Di ko lang alam ha. Baka kasi nanonood lang ng TV un. Anyway, hindi parin ako inaatok kahit na andami ko nang nalalagay sa blog entry ko na ito. Hindi na rin ako sinisita na matulog na ako at may pasok pa bukas! Wew. May pasok pa nga pala bukas. Medyo nakalimutan ko ha. Haha. Ulyanin na. Hehe. Joke lang.

Sige. Hanggang dito na lang muna. More blogs to come.

Night night.
~ Jerboe. :D