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Friday, August 17, 2012

A Request for a Special Time

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A Request for a Special Time
By: Noel N. Villarosa
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Before the young man would go to sleep, he will never fail to say a prayer, at least one for the surviving relatives and the other one goes for the departed loved ones. He would also wish that someday, someone will say a prayer for his soul.

His life becomes his own time; manage everything minutely and clearly. In the span of an hour, he makes sure something has done, if not perfect, at least he stepped into being in control. The birthplace has been his soul mate; nostalgia haunts the good old days and the child within himself.

His youthful age is seemed to be chasing time after time. He never skipped great opportunities that come into his life, even the future he mildly envisioned what he would be. There was time, he would wish to turn back the clock to do what is left undone, or to pass again a moment that needs to be corrected. Many times he begged to disarm his memory of all the heartaches and misfortunes stacked in his mind. He just quietly took in control of all this as he goes along with time. He never failed to look back where he came from, and from that point, he would start to pick-up the pieces and create pictures to be his artifact to look up in the future.

All had changed and now working for his family; this time he prayed that he can provide a good life for them and that means a good job for the rest of his career. Great competency is pushing him to decide to work outside the country and look for a good paying company in order to sustain other needs of his family. He cannot go back anymore because his priority is to support and to earn for his family. He is contented to go on vacation once every year and a daily online video makes his daily life being normal in romancing distant moments. It was only through online chatting he could get news about his family's living condition, and all his life is focused on working for a living for his loved ones. As all had changed, even his prayer had changed, and this time a request that God will provide him a special time that will turn around its clock 5 times faster than its normal cycle, in order to reach retirement age and get the much-awaited reward for his remuneration of service, sacrificing his juvenile years mingling with his loved ones. And the little years left to spend, he prayed, to be considerate of him and let time slow down for the time being to be able to harmonize with his yearning to his loved ones. This request he prayed to Almighty God.

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Thursday, August 9, 2012

Dare to Communicate With Your Child

Dare to Communicate With Your Child
By Noel Nicolas Villarosa

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Conventional wisdom says that a child usually communicates using his vast imagination, and as a parent, you try to discern what message your child is trying to convey. Slowly as you try to rationalize your child's apparent inquisitive behavior and to prove certain things that he would not understand at his age.

Every single day both parents and child seek an opportune time to bond with each other. It is a kaleidoscopic endeavor in communicating with your children and there's nothing more exciting than to hear them telling their own story.

Allow me to share with you this noted hearty conversation between my wife and our son:

Our son: "Does God love music? I know, I'll pray and ask Jesus." (Then our son prayed and returned shortly to confirm that God said yes.)
My wife: "Yes indeed God loves to hear every child's prayer and you should be thankful for all His blessings."
Our son: "Why is there a big shining star in the picture?"
My wife: "It is the Star of Bethlehem which led the three Magi to the birthplace of baby Jesus."
Our son: "Oh, I know, God wants to say 'good job' because it had a picture of a star."

You could easily pinpoint from these perspectives that a child's determination is based on what he sees and hears. In this way, you are giving your child enough leeway to express himself with confidence; cognizance of how to conquer fears, and how to satisfy dreams through his imaginative intellectual play.

On why there should always be stories to tell with your child is a fun way of getting to know him better. On how your child perceived information is how deep your understanding and adjusting to events will be tested.

Your child has his own logic to explain the situation. There was one moment when my wife has to convince our son that the game is called "hide and seek" and not "hide and see" (as what our son believes). Our son explained that when playing the game, he was tagging every searched friend by saying, "I see you." And that was how our son arrived to call the game as "hide and see."

A child's play is always accompanied by imagination--where he would usually create a story, assign characters to act in (just like watching a great shadow puppetry act), and try to create the impression of moving humans (of why they are there and how they would think and act). It is impressive to see that a child has his own way of using creativity.

You should try to limit your child's use of screen media and electronic toys. Instead, take the advantage of letting your child play outside with other children of his age and mingling with them will teach your child the art of interaction. Once more, share with your child the good old days playing on traditional games that he might be interested in exploring.

The child shows interest in art. He starts making a straight line, a circle, or any shape that his uncontrolled hands could go so far. And through his imagination, he can be able to interpret his drawings.

Go invest in art supplies that your child may see and use for his creativity, and at the same time building and enjoy each other's imagination. In setting free a child's imagination is aiding his dreams to come true.

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Wednesday, August 8, 2012

About The Blank White Paper

About The Blank White Paper
By: Noel N. Villarosa
29 July 2012

One day a mother said to her son, “Rest your hands on the blank white paper and feel its emptiness. It is tempting you to write something to fill out the white space with a point from which ink shows your thoughts.“

This is the mother and son daily routine. Every time her son throws a temper tantrum about so many things, she would pacify her son’s misbehavior by giving out many blank white papers and give him pencil or crayons to use for writing on it.  Her son will bravely lead his hands to every corner of the paper and do many shapes as he could while mother guided and enjoyed the moments.

Many years had passed and the son has grown up into a fine successful man, while the mother already an old woman.

Then came one special day, her son’s birthday, and many friends, relatives, and co-employees were among the son's guests on that special occasion. Everyone presented their precious gifts and some shared moments about their past. One best friend asked, “What could be your delightful gifts ever received?” The son picked up one box being separated from the other gifts and proudly tell that it was from his mother, and he opened it in front of all his guests, and everyone is surprised to see that it is filled with white papers with drawings of shapes, as everyone would probably think that it was created by a little child with no controls of his hands but tried it out all his best to show what he has got. “Yes, these were all my works when I was still a little boy, and gradually improves as years go by, I would not be in this position if not with my mother’s simple way of teaching me.” All these years, his mother compiled all his works inside a box and presented this on his special day.  As this blank white paper has been the son’s refuge whenever struck by depression, he will get a piece of blank white paper and writes down his feelings, dreams, and creativity. It gives pleasure to all discomforts.  The son approached his mother and handed over a piece of white paper, not blank, but with words of appreciation to his mother for all her teachings and encouragements. The son’s note: “The blank white paper resembles of my naivety when I came here on earth and both you and father have taught me how to fill this out with perseverance and dignity. I am returning this to you now filled with my overflowing gratitude for all the good things you have done to me.”

Moral lesson: In small ways, we learned and showed our love. The simplest form of love earned distinction and respect.  In due time, it is always the thought that counts.