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Are you a donkey or are you a jackass? 3.0

  ARE YOU A DONKEY OR ARE YOU A JACKASS 2.0   Friends: I am sure we all know what a jackass is. And I wonder, how many of them are here today. Yet do you know that a jackass is a donkey? But a donkey does not necessarily act like a jackass?             To illustrate my point, let me tell you a story about a donkey:             One day a farmer’s donkey fell down into a well. The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do. Finally he decided the animal was old, and the well needed to be covered up anyway. It just wasn’t worth it to retrieve the donkey. So he decided to bury the donkey.             All his neighbors came over to help him. They all grabbed a shovel and began to shovel dirt into the well.  The donkey realized what was happening and cried horribly… then slowly he quieted down.       ...

Thank You, Next! (contest piece)

    One taught me love One taught me patience And one taught me pain Now, I'm so amazing Thank you, next..   Friends, fellow Toastmasters, can you think of a time when life tried to beat you down? Did you stay down? Or did you learn from that challenge,  thanked it, and got ready for the next? Ariana Grande's  song “Thank You Next” reminds us to learn from challenges as they can transform us from downtrodden to amazing.      I remember my first rush of intense, heart throbbing love when I was a young girl of 17. I met this guy who made me buy 300 peso load daily so we can text till the wee hours of the morning! It was exciting, it was exhilarating, it was EXPENSIVE! Especially for a college girl who had a very limited budget. I painstakingly ate ngohiong everyday to save up for load, coz hey I’d rather get hungry than lose him. Coz I was giddy. I was in love. Until I saw him one day, with another girl, holding her hand. Friends, believe ...

Thank you, next baby?

The last time I penned my feelings here was when I lost my third child. It was a pain that I continue to feel a pinch in my heart in whenever I remember it or whenever I talk about it. But after that second pregnancy loss, I have been constantly bombarded with "Pun-i" na na statements or "When are you gonna give Trystyn a sibling?" questions.  My initial answer would always be "I'm already old (turning 40 this year)." But they would always quickly reply that "That's still ok." Or "it can still happen", and some would continue saying this person or that person even had a child at an older age.  Truth be told I always wanted  to give Trystyn a sibling. Wati and I have siblings, and altho we do not always see eye to eye with them, we know we always have each other's love and support. And I wanted that for Trystyn. But as I grew older, the dream slowly faded as I know it would be hard to be pregnant when you are older. That'...