This has moved to A woman on prime time
Child abuse can happen right inside the classroom. I just saw this news item on ABS CBN news: Mabel, a 9 year old girl from Silangan Elementary School, in Taguig died after allegedly being made to swallow pencil shavings by her teacher. According to her classmates their teacher thought Madel was the one who had scattered pencil shaving and was punished for it.
This news report Pupil, made to swallow pencil shavings, dies added that:
Although there was no autopsy, acute tonsillitis and asphyxiation pneumonia due to the extreme swelling of throat were stated as the official cause of death.
I had the craziest schedule ever. It would have been alright if not for this stuffy nose and sneezing fits.
8:30 to 10:00 AM At the sanctuary of St. Peter’s Basilica, I attended the 40 day mass for Jullian Elaine “Apple” Book (yes pronounced as book). I barely made it. The mass originally scheduled at 10:00 AM was moved to 9:00 AM. I was still in Makati at 8:30AM so I drove quickly and arrived in time for the last part of the mass.
Should cat-loving countries impose their cultural values on cat-eating societies?
I’m having a bad cold today so I’m just taking it easy , surfing some sites for my viewing pleasure er, reading pleasure. I decided to check the [tag]Google adsense Report[/tag] of my daughter’s old domains.
I’m taken aback.
Rewind.
This is now moved to A woman on Prime Time
One of the greatest pleasures of blogging is getting to know you through your comments and blog entries. I’d love to meet all of you, so I’m asking you to tell me about yourself.
You see, I’m curious. I want to know if the people who find this blog are mostly males or females
1. Are you in your 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s?
2. What do you do with your life? Are you a blogger too? Or a bereaved family member?
3. How did you find this blog?
4.How often do you come to visit?
5.What topics interest you the most?
If you humor me and tell me all about you, I promise to do these things:
1) I’ll visit your blog. If you have one, that is. And, if you leave the link when you comment here.
2) I’ll leave a comment or two in your blog. Maybe more, if you convert me as a regular reader.
3) I’ll tell you at least ONE thing that I like about you/your blog. I might even write all about you!
Even if you leave comments here and there , you can always tell me something about yourself that you’d like me to know – maybe something surprising, something you’re proud of, or something you think is cool about you. I look forward to knowing more about YOU.
(I got this idea from from Shai Coggin and Cottontimer.)
To oversleep on a Sunday morning is heavenly . No carpool. No phone calls. Kids are asleep. No office. So , hubby might oversleep too. But no. Butch is up and about tapping at the keyboard of the computer . Another pleading? A memo? An urgent email?
I have to finish this paper. I have an assignment
Glancing at the monitor, I notice the English translation of Karl Marx socio-political theories originally written in Pilipino. Haha, I poked his back.
Earlier in the week, I overheard my daughter talking to her dad over the phone about needing help in a Pilipino article. (She stays at the dorm during weekdays .) Wow for the love of our daughter. I thought.
Can you imagine reading Karl Marx in Pilipino? Karl Marx as a topic is difficult for a politically-challenged person like myself. I felt sorry for my daughter.
My husband looks up with a chuckle.
Prof. Ronas, M’s professor used to be my Political Science teacher.
Really? He is still teaching? To think that was over 30 years ago. What a dedicated professor!
Was it that long ago we were once college students? I can’t believe these girls are in college. I feel old.
Sssh. I’m concentrating
Leaving my husband in peace, I move over to my daughter’s room to check my email.
Meet the other members of our family…