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Friday, April 11, 2014

NSRC-CDMU on the GO: Duty on Call (by Florabel Lovido)

           
NSRC-CDMU volunteers of Bukidnon State University headed by Mr. Rhondell M. Paraiso conducted Disaster Risk Reduction and Management training at Manolo Fortich Central Elementary School in cooperation with the Ed199 NSTP class last February 22, 2014. The goal of the training was to create Campus Disaster Control Group in all DepEd Schools, and MFCES is one of the recipients of this project.

            The pupils’ training was facilitated by the NSRC-CDMU volunteers while Mr. Rhondell M. Paraiso spearheaded the teachers’ orientation on Classroom Emergency and Basic Pre-hospital Care or first aid. The trainees were divided into 4 groups and were assigned into different stations.


            A drill followed the training to test whether or not the trainees have acquired the skills they ought to develop among the pupils. The entire event ended successfully at around 10:30 AM.

Thursday, April 10, 2014

BSU Hits Top 4 (by Vannizza M. Lucenta)

           
Professional Regulation Commission (PRC) officially released the results of Licensure Examination for Teachers (LET) last March 7, 2013. There are of 80, 693 examinees from different institutions who took the examination. The releasing of the official result had been a long awaited event after the standardized examination was conducted in 15 testing centers all over the Philippines.

Among the thousand number of test-takers, 10 topnotchers were recognized. Shaunell Mary Josol-Sayson dragged the name of Bukidnon State University on top as she hit the 4th place with an average of 87. 20, a matter of .20 difference for her to take the next step higher.


Shaunell Mary Josol-Sayson is a graduate of BSU, majoring in Early Childhood Education (ECED). She further is married and a mother of three yet these do not stop her from graduating as a Cum Laude.

BSU 2014 Election: Close Fight (by Trixel Sumintan)


           

A close fight of the candidates heated up the 2014 University-wide election last February 28, 2014 at Bukidnon State University. There were three (3) rival parties vying for the proposed political positions: SAMAKANA headed by Ms. Sheryl Mae Sulit, YES WE CAN headed by Ms. Angelica Fortin and TINAPA led by Mr. Mark Borja. Prior to the Election Day, each party was given sufficient time to propose their respective platforms during the Meeting de Avance. As random students were asked which party they thought was worthy for their votes, they had had a hard time answering since all the aspiring leaders, more specifically the presidential candidates, possessed qualities necessary for leading the entire studentry.


There was a close fight between the candidates who ran for the position of the Supreme Student Council President since they were all well-experienced leaders. However, students had finally spoken. The election started at around 7:00 A.M and ended at around 3:00 PM of the said date.  As what a general rule says, “Majority wins”. Hence, Ms. Angelica Fortin, with a total vote of more than three thousand, was declared as the newly elected SSC president.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

BSU Braces Link (by Richelle Gustillo)


   
BSU held the Brace the Link, a yearly activity spearheaded by the Supreme Student Council, last February 7, 2014 at 1:30 in the afternoon in the university gymnasium. A week before the event, the SSC had done their best to invite all the students to join the said activity.  The purpose of this annual event is to bridge the gap between the Institution’s administration and the students. This activity further aimed to hear students’ voice and claims. Head officers and staff from different offices of BSU, hence, were obliged to be around throughout the entire activity so that students’ queries and concerns would be answered. The university’s progress and achievements of the preceding school year were also presented. 

Involved school officials then quickly answered all the students’ concerns. The activity ended successfully. 

NSRC-CDMU serves during MASTS 2014 (by Carl Princess Abalos)

Mindanao Association of State Tertiary Schools, Inc. (MASTS) Sports and Literary Cultural Competitions showcased the best athletes and literary enthusiasts of Mindanao. More than twenty tertiary schools joined the 2014 competitions, with BSU as the hosting Institution.

The NSRC-College Disaster Management Unit volunteers rendered service to the four-day event as medical team. With the permission of the university president and the NSTP coordinator, Dr. Victor M. Barroso and Engr. Jerome N. Ramirez respectively, the NSRC-CDMU volunteers provided pre-hospital care to players, spectators and audience who would possibly gain some injuries during the entire event.

The volunteers were divided into five teams. Two of the teams, headed by Peachy Love A. Soriano (CDMU Operations Officer) and Geraldine A. Labajo (CDMU Training Officer), were assigned to respond to emergencies on the events conducted at Central Mindanao University. The other groups were headed by Prim Rose B. Ricaforte (CDMU Liaison Officer), Muffit A. Docdocil (CDMU Training Officer) and Florabel C. Lovido (CDMU Communications Officer).


For four days, the volunteers assisted not less than 38 injured players coming from the different institutions.

Monday, April 7, 2014

4 Months of Melancholy


By: Necy Vallecera

It has been four months from the very day that you left me,
But the pain kept alive from the day that you set me free.
Someday, somehow I pray and wish,
That you’ll disappear and vanish.

It has been four months since I cried a thousand times to death,
But sorrows still dig deep within me taking away my breath.
I hope and beg one million times,
That you’ll be away a thousand miles.

It has been four months from the day you said goodbye,
But the word was stucked up like I want to die.
I long for the time that you’ll fade,

And cease the heartaches that you gave.

It's Hard to Say Goodbye



By: Necy Vallecera

Every time I tried to say goodbye,
My heart breaks and is supposed to die.
But as it continuously beats for you,
It hurts a lot more as it always do.

Yet, in spite of those hurt feelings,
I still managed to love you with all those things.
Gave you the love that you need,
But you wasted it all indeed.

I thank you for showing some care
And for the love that you shared.
Sorry for being so desperate,
But my love for you was strongly mixed with hate.

This is the last time that I’ll let you feel
My tender and undying love for real.
But it’s the best time to set you free,

And let your heart go and flee.

Smile and Tears



By: Necy Vallecera

Everywhere I go, I always carry with me a smile,
It makes my problems disappear even just for a while.
My smile lightens up my day,
And makes me through all the way.

Tears altered my smile in an abrupt way,
And brought me up to my melancholy.
I shed tears for days,
And made my mind thoughtless.

When you smile, there are tears behind.
They are always connected.
So wear your biggest smile constantly,

And rather cry occasionally. 

Saturday, April 5, 2014

“I was Born for this"




By: Florabel C. Lovido

N - Nothing can compare to my chosen profession,
O - Obviate that I experienced will never change my decision.
B - Bitter comments from my colleagues, they say
L - Love, you can’t find in your profession and you’ll grow old alone.
E - Earnestly I say I’ll take the risk, for I want to be an effective teacher just like what they did.

T - Teething troubles that I’ll encounter as I take this path,
E - Everlasting and unspeakable joy is what I feel whenever I finish each tasks.
A - Authorize to touch students’ lives, applying my
C - Creed and principle as a teacher to help them realize, that goal is a dream with a deadline.
H - Hardships have always been our partner for it makes life colorful.
E - Exhale and inhale is the least thing we can do to keep us more cheerful.

R - Respect and adoration is what we gained from this chosen profession, now tell me why I should exchange this vocation when all I know is that, I was born to have a profession that will teach other profession.

Endless



By: Lucenta,Vannizza M.

Nothing I know of You
Measures never too
Unfathomable passion fall
Dimmed can eye it all

Crippled heart seems none
Thoughts of a thousand sand
Million farther ways
Touches as affection say

My beloved mourn not
Dances over the lake and say
Healed with my heart

kiss every tears as clay

It’s Too Often



By: Lucenta,Vannizza M.


Two footprints step they fall
Naïve never bothered at all
Eyed burnt they fall
Take closes to save the tool

Heavens dimmed they fall
None comrades around at all
Bed’s corner sit they fall
Watching darkness crave it all

Stand in empty room they fall
Rainbow brought no life at all
Clock strikes my tears fall

As I subside the real call

Memories of May




 By: Chudney


Your words are smoldering inside of me,
haunted by the tremors of reality.
I know you wanted to set me free,
But I’ve got a tight grip on this, can’t you see?

You’re unconsciously pushing me away,
Ricocheting every word I say.
Inferring answers at the end of the day,

Oh! Can we just bring back the memories of May?

“It’s you”






By: Jasmin D. Apilado

I’m all alone feeling so blue
When the one I loved left and let go
Then you came and said hello
You made me feel so renew

Now it’s you, I’m holding on to
It’s you, and why I just don’t know
Don’t leave me for I won’t let you go
You are the one; I hope it would really be you

Your touch mended my broken heart
Your voice whispered I won’t be hurt
Your kiss, so sweet I would never forget
Your smile, can make my day right

Even if we are not always together
In my heart you’ll stay forever
In life, you made me stronger

You love me, that’s all I wanna hear.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Points to Ponder from the Movie “3 Idiots”



By: Femme Noble

 “3 Idiots” is a movie that displays humor. But aside from the humor, it also reveals and exposes great teaching and lessons in life. Lessons that give us opportunity to ponder upon issues that calls for change – disposition and outlook in life, educational system, choosing a career and more.
                          
          The movie highlights a “traditional” academic setting. It captures the perceptions of the learners and teachers on education. The fact bears important perception on a popular academic setting with over emphasis on grade, bookish knowledge and the teacher- centered approach in teaching.

          Why 3 Idiots? The movie features three important idiots- Farhan, Raju, and Rancho who shared the same room in an engineering college. The term “idiot” is used to denote to “not someone stupid” but a “free thinker who follows his heart”. Among the 3, Rancho is different. He is unique and he challenges conventions at every stage. He has not been a machine while others seem to be acting as robots following their professor’s commands. He is naturally curious; sees things in different light and brilliance. It’s a story of the impressive “Rancho” who has taught and made a difference in other’s lives.

To the people who have watched the movie, let’s recollect the main highlights of the movie and see all what we can learn from them.

Lesson 1 – “Heart scares easily, you have to trick it”.

              These were the words of wisdom from Rancho. He had a story about an old watchman in the village. On night patrol, he’d call out “All is well”. And they slept peacefully. Then, there was a theft and they learned he couldn’t see at night. He’d just yell “All is well” and they felt secured. That day, Rancho understood that heart scares easily, you have to trick it. However, no matter how big the problem is, just take your hands, put it over your heart and say the words “All is well”. Perhaps, it wouldn’t solve the problem but you gain courage to face it.
              Bottom-line: Be courageous in life especially in difficult times!

Lesson 2 – “Teachers must teach students learn with a purpose”.
                  
              In a particular scene, Rancho taught us how to teach. As he expressed his opinions freely, Prof. Virus, the terror president of their college, thought that he was a self-proclaimed professor who thinks he was better than highly qualified teachers. But all he wanted was to teach them how to teach. Standing in front of them, he demonstrated what a good teacher was. He asked them questions, scan their notebook for answers and he asked them to rewind their life for a moment. He asked them the moment he instructs them to look for a certain answer, were they curious? Excited? Or thrilled that they learn something new? No, all they got was a frantic race. Sometimes, we just tend to learn just for the sake of it.
Bottom-line: We must understand the real purpose of learning and how it’s going to affect us, the people around us and what we become in the future.



Lesson 3 – “Study with all your heart, not just for grades”.

              In one scene, Rancho quoted a wise saying “Study to be accomplished, not affluent”. Follow excellence and success will chase you. Farhan and Raju always failed in the exams while Rancho topped in class. However, he’s a student who didn’t care about ranks or grades in class. This is what he wanted other to understand for it seemed that students just study to get high grades, to rank high in class. For him, this system was like a caste system- A grades: masters, C grades: Slaves. This is one of the most important lesson that students need to learn.
Bottom-line: Have the interest in learning not just for the sake of gaining high grades!

Lesson 4 – “Life is cooperative, not competitive”.

             Professor Virus’ idea on education was a competition among all the students. He once said “The Koel birds didn’t make their own nest. They lay their eggs on other nests. And when they hatch, what do they do? They push other nests out of the nests. Their life begins with murder. That’s nature compete or die”. Student’s lives were compared to that of the eggs. It then created pressure at head. Instead, why not help each other? As students, we don’t need to compete, instead help and lift each other up towards success.
             Bottom-line: Learn to live together!

Lesson 5 – “Make your passion as your profession”.

Rancho believed that Farhan and Raju failed in class for not following their passion. One lived in fear, the other in pretense. Raju loved photography but was marrying machines to fulfill his father’s wish. Farhan, on the other hand, was a coward--scared of the future. While Rancho excelled because engineering was his passion. He once said, “If Michael Jackson’s dad forced him to be a boxer, and Mohammed Ali’s dad forced him to be a singer, imagine the disaster. In the end, they followed their profession and passion, became successful in their career. So, always follow your heart, know your passion in choosing a profession. If you pursue a career you don’t like, someday on your deathbed, you’ll regret. Make your passion you profession then work will play.”
             Bottomline: choose a career yourself!

                   The movie underlines philosophies in life we need to ponder upon. The most important thing to be done is to remember the simplicity of life.  Never run after success, let it happen automatically in life. If some were taught that life is a race, and that you don’t run fast you’ll get trampled”, we must learn that we don’t need to run fast, instead we need to live each moment to the fullest. Enjoy your journey.



Sunday, March 2, 2014

Janny

            

                 Hi there! I am Janny. J

                A month ago, I was very happy because I finally have an owner. I was so excited to know how it feels to be used and to be taken care of. I am very confident that my owner is going to make me his best buddy. But that was all a month ago, and my life has never been the same since. BECAUSE EVERYTHING WAS JUST A DREAM.

                My day starts at 7:00am. You wake me up only when you need me. You shove your things recklessly inside me. Have you ever wondered that I get hurt too? You put me on your back as you run to school. When you dropped me on your seat, I got the chance to talk to my friends. Do you know that I envied them because they are well taken care of? As I looked at them, I observed that though they are old, they still looked good as new. I feel so unloved. During lunch break, you carelessly pulled your snack out of me and spilled some juice on me. Do you know that I felt so sticky and dirty? You acted as if it wasn’t a big deal. Anyway, your mom could just wash me off, right? After that, the class dismissed for the day. Again, you ran home with your friends. Along the way, you met some bullies like you. Before I knew it, you hurled me towards the biggest bully and a brawl started. Everything went on like a blur. All I know was that, I have been stepped on, my straps pulled, my pockets ripped, and got even dirtier. Yes, you had some scrapes and bruises, but what I got was worse. At last, we were home. You dumped me on the kitchen floor as you ran towards your mom. You told her your story and treated your wounds. I was left on the corner, with my untold story.


                That was how my day ended ----------- and probably my life, too. It was 7:00pm. My day is always 12 hours long because the other 12 hours, I am invisible. I only live when I am used and when I am used, I am abused. I have carried loads for you, but you have never shown your gratitude in words or in action. Have you ever thanked or appreciated me? Maybe, this is how life should be for someone like me. I was destined to experience what I have gone through. Alas! Fate hasn’t been good to me. However, if fate permits that I live again, I will still choose to be used by you than to never be used at all. After all, I am just a school bag ------------ your school bag.

Just a Memory



By: Cindy Alere


         The heat of the sun blatantly pricks her back as she traverses her way to her destination. It was like she's been hiking towards something endless. All that she wanted that time was to reach the place, cool down and escape from the heat of the sun. It is past 12 and the sun is on its peak. She must reach the place as soon as possible. She was dehydrating along the way. She wanted to quench her thirst so badly.

         She arrived at exactly 1 pm. She felt the fresh air blown by the winds. She was listening to the songs of the birds and was amazingly looking at how trees danced as they swayed. She scuttles to see the pacing vehicles that look like little toys. Till then, she realized the purpose of moving up on that far place. She directly jaunts at the small house. She tried to peep if anyone was inside. But, she couldn't find any hint that somebody really was. She then rolled her eyes on her surroundings. She could see the beauty of nature that was engraved around the little house.

         “Ayoooooo!” she said politely.

         “Yes? Who's there?” answer the old man.

         Her face appeared delighted. Her smile reached her ears. Then, she took a bless to the old man.

         “Lolo!” she exclaimed and hurriedly embraced the old man.

         After a quite long while, she raised her head and saw no expression on her Lolo's face.
         “Who are you?” asked the old man.

         The question surprised her. It was the least thing she expected her Lolo to utter. It was then she realized how long they haven't seen each other. 4 years? 6 years? She smiled and told him her name. She could clearly see the gladness on the eyes of her Lolo—an indication that her Lolo remembered her.

         They sat on a bamboo chair and talked about some things. She exultantly told her Lolo the tickled moments of her life. Both of them were laughing. But in a moment, she stopped. She could catch the tears falling from her Lolo's eyes.

         “What's the matter Lo..?”

         “I am just so happy that I have a grandchild who tramped this far place to see me.”

         She feels the tears falling from her eyes. She falls from the chair. She has fallen asleep and has had a dream; a memory of something existed in reality long time ago. It’s a bit embarrassing, she thought. She strides to see her Lolo lying in the coffin. She misses him badly. Her Lolo had never kept something for himself alone; he always had given help to the needy.


         Her lolo was taken by death. However, the things he had imparted to her would always be kept safe. He would always have a place in her heart. Gratitude, love and happiness may not wake him up from his eternal slumber yet she'd like to say she was so much thankful, and would forever be, for his transient presence and love. Everything that happened was a memory worth-reminiscing. 

A Woman of Strong Character



By: Sulpico, Rizilmie

A mother's tender and powerful love is the purest love on Earth.

Washington Irving said, "A mother is the truest friend we have when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts."

Mothers have done all good things for their beloved children without expecting something in return, except maybe for a genuine embrace. They do not think whether or not they will be taken care of by their children as they would grow old and their children grow up.  What they care about is to do their best to keep their children safe, give them quality education and shelter, and even provide them things that they have not even asked for.

I feel inspired and renewed. The person who influenced me to become a good and responsible being, the one who taught me to read and count, the one whom I can lean on in times of trouble is none other than my very own mother.

Until now, I wonder about this amazing woman whom I dearly love. In spite of my imperfections, she stays by my side. She supports and guides me in keeping myself in the right track. Amidst trials and difficulties that the family faces, she remains being a strong foundation. It seems like everything will turn out right easily. She is loving, caring, and faithful---a woman of strong character who serves as a role model to us, her children, in giving unconditional love.

I'm so thankful that God blessed me with a wonderful mother whom I can share my concerns and problems in life with, ready to listen and to give pieces of advice. Perhaps, the fruit of hardwork she has done to be able to continually send me to school isn’t at my hands yet, but no one can stop me from saying “I love you mom, thank you. You're the best!”
          
She is the woman whom I treasure and value more than anything else in this world. I would not ask for more myself, since in the end: she knows best.

One of the constant relationships here in the world is the one we share with our mothers. They are our guiding force thus, I believe we have to give them credit for this is something we can do to honor them.

Before I’ll end this last statement with a period, please meditate on these succeeding words: Mothers are not rare, but GOOD ones are.

The Personage behind My First Heartbreak



By: Orate, Devie Kate J.

          There were times that I felt that my world was so barren, defunct, and ruptured since the day he deserted me. My ideal man, the one I dearly loved, left me hanging alone, empty-handed, miserable, helpless, and bewildered. After all the prolific moments we shared together, the bonding times we had when we talked about the future---they were all gone. My sweet dream with him turned into a dreadful nightmare. The days I’ve cherished with him vanished in the thin air with just one glimpse and turned into ashes since the day he departed from me without any permission. I am afraid to think back about the reason why’d he left me. My visions of him are slowly fading, as the glimmer of light continued to deem. However, totally forgetting everything about him had never been that easy for me.
          Many years had passed and as the days rolled by, still I couldn’t move on from him. His charm, it’s been very captivating. His firm stature was a sign that he could carry me whenever I stumble down. His angelic face was still wandering in my head, his masculine arms that held and warmed me during the lonely nights---I missed them. Whenever I was in shame, the encouraging words from his tender lips were my lofty comfort that gave me strength. He was the one who’s always beside me, ready to lend a helping hand whenever I burst into tears due to judgment and rejection of other people towards me. It gave me chills whenever I hear his soothing voice saying; ‘You must take care of yourself, be strong, fight as long as you know you are right, accept defeat and most importantly, do not forget our Father up above.’ Those words from him were like tape records that kept on playing in my mind. I could simply compare myself to a warrior while he was my spear and my shield in dealing and surpassing difficult hurdles in life. The very piece of him, was the medical transcription of this wounded and helpless me deep within.
          He was always tattooed on my mind; his very being was buried inside my heart. Whenever I heard stories about him, I faked a smile as if I was okay, yet behind those pretentious smile was a voice deep within that said, ‘Wherever you are right now, I hope you’re fine.’ I couldn’t compare anyone to him. He’s one of a kind, a one in a million. My love and affection for him couldn’t be over emphasized. He was exceptional.

          Though he ceased me and left my world with marks of him that tormented my heart; amidst the scars he had caused me I’d like him to know that he had been my inspiration why I kept going on with my life even if I am facing various dilemmas. I thanked him for the wonderful memories that I’d never forget even in my death bed. I would love him forever and as always even if he left my simple world. Would I still be able to love a man like him after this first heartbreak of mine? The answer was still vague, because only God could foresee what he holds for me in store. He left me without even knowing how proud I was to meet a person like him in my life. I miss him--- the personage behind my first heartbreak, my true love, the man I could never ever forget--- my beloved father who passed away a number of years ago.

Saturday, March 1, 2014

When Lights are off


By: Julysa R. Caseres


One. No. Two. Please. Three. Helpless. Kids usually do it. Thinking that they might win their mother’s hearts, they would often request on not turning off the light during bedtime. “It’s okay, honey. Nothing’s scary about sleeping while lights are off. Go now and sleep”. Mothers usually respond with friendly curves on their faces.

That is what some children do, and I have done it myself too. I don’t like it when lights are off until one day, someone has come and told me how he has managed to survive out from the light that was permanently off. His bravery amazes me. Perhaps, it is during dark times that we can showcase the courage that’s inside us, and this will become our light that would guide us throughout the way.

Two years prior to the summer of meeting him, he had an ideal life. He had two siblings whom he considered his best dudes; a father who was not perfect but was trying to be the best he could be, and a mother whom he loved the most. His family was all he needed. Every storm, trial, success and achievement could be worth facing and celebrating so long as he’s with them. Their house, further, was no ordinary building---- it’s a well-lit home. Laughter could be heard out from that house until suddenly everything was changed.

His mother was brought to the nearest hospital one day, suffering from mild strokes. She was diagnosed having hypertension. Ordinarily, the diagnosis had not become of great surprise, since t’was common. But as a kid, he knew something’s wrong and he needed every positive explanation.

Times passed and his mother maintained medications. Evidences of improvement were seen. He became more hopeful and longed to see her walk normally again. He wanted to see her smile the way she did when everything was under normal condition. However, improvement didn’t last long. Mild strokes worsen and it occurred more frequently. She was trapped in a corner of the house, allowed to execute only limited movements. Perhaps, he had said, “no” during that time, rejecting the possibility of seeing things totally broken.

More and more times passed, less and less hope remained. She became severely ill. She lay helpless in her bed, unable to walk and see the sunlight. He saw her longing to survive in her eyes. He wanted to help her, but the idea that they already had done everything they could do hurt him all the more. Surely, he had had uttered the word “please” during those times, pleading God to rescue his mother from that heartbreaking situation right away. She’s the only woman in the family. She’s the only one who could understand him the way men couldn’t do. He had been praying until the thing they had never dreamed of experiencing happened.

She died. He was helpless. The light was gone and what’s more painful for him was that it was turned off the moment he was weak and weary. He craved for hope but it was with her­­---six feet below the ground. He had a hard time moving on for what surrounded him was darkness. Yet this darkness made him appreciate the little presence of light around him. He continued moving forward day by day. It was then that he realized that the world around was no longer as dim as before. Gradually, he found himself learning to live life without the light that he was once used to have.

I feel I like I am slapped in my face. I have been so coward of losing the temporary light in this transient world while someone out here had tried to be firm though he has permanently lost his’. I realize I have never grown.  Maybe this is because I have been overstaying in the light. I realize that I need to train myself into becoming a strength-driven person. Perhaps I can start when lights are off..



 
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