My parents didn’t own any land property. Hmmm… actually my father has… but it’s just enough to build a house plus a good space for backyard garden and a fish pond. So I wasn’t really thinking of it as an investment. So I thought, among my friends, we’re the only ones that don’t have a property for investment. My uncle is a Provincial Agriculturist in the province where we used to live and where my father was assigned for his job. He was going to settle a land dispute in one of the towns in that province. Somebody was going to use (or squat) a piece of land but they couldn’t because it was named to a certain military guy. My Uncle discovered it was my father’s property. My father even forgot … Read entire article »

There was a time when I was young when hunting for treasures was so hype. It was said that some Japanese people buried treasures in certain places. My place in Butuan was one of those places. And so my father would use a waterproof metal detectors as our place was swampy and we lived near the river. He would usually find some antique dishes and antique figurines. But of course, we couldn’t use nor sell because they came in pieces. Did my father find any precious metals? Sadly, no. But he enjoyed doing it. … Read entire article »

All jobs provided that it is lawful, must be considered noble. Most of us aim to finish a degree to land white-collared jobs to ensure a better future. If we can help it, we seek jobs in an office for a more comfortable setting and as much as possible we refuse jobs that will require us to sweat a lot like those which are construction job, shop jobs, etc. And yet again, how can this world go round when we don’t have this kind of workers who fixes our broken cars, mend the leaky pipes in the house, construct the homes where we live and the offices where we work. All jobs are noble, so the next time you pass by at these workers, salute them for their job is something that you … Read entire article »

Journaling reminds me of my younger years. One of my memories when I look back my younger days (not that I am old now) was the part time jobs I took on during my school and college breaks. When I look back now I think I had worked in Mc Donalds, Equatorial Hotel, and a few other places. They were all pleasant memories. The experience I gained was invaluable. They are things you don’t learn in school textbooks. They are things that need you to make correct judgments and decisions. It was in these experiences I learnt to stand for the right causes and principles. All I can remember is, I gave my best and knew I had to do my job right, and I was happy doing so. … Read entire article »