Food, Garden and Zoe – Three Things Thursday

*three things that make me smile: an exercise in gratitude – feel free to steal this idea with wild abandon and fill your blog with the happy*

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sushi, spring rolls, chicken nuggets, pork sisig, pancit, rice and of course, birthday cake – to celebrate father-in-law’s 80th birthday

garden
a wet back garden in the UK

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Zoe cutting Lolo Fred’s cake

So, what made you smile this week? Any fun stuff happening at the schools in your life? Any pretty things that make the holidays more lovely for you? Have you had a chance to wear pajamas to a place that normally wouldn’t be considered “socially acceptable” for jammy time? Tell me about it! 🙂

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This is my Life

Daily Prompt – If you could read a book containing all that has happened and will ever happen in your life, would you? If you choose to read it, you must read it cover to cover.

Thanks for the great idea, Tom!

Yes, why not? and I’d read it from cover to cover. I love reading books, all sorts of books. They always give me a sense of adventure and I’m sure I’ll enjoy reading about my life.

“Life is a journey, not a destination”
We’re always on our way until it’s done
I sing this quote with delight
For we all have to fight our plight
For my life is designed to shine
We can combine ways to outshine
When I was first new to this world
I uncurled, twirled and whirled
My parents were joyful for they knew
I’ll go a long way to grew and flew
That I will win, no matter what
Always following my heart and gut
They gave me this secured shelter
My questions they always answer
Of course, love and compassion
Were always there as well as fun
They dedicated their lives on me
As I go in my life journey spree
And I in turn, dedicated mine to them
And from my heart and soul, this poem

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– flashuser.net

I was born as the eldest daughter in a family
I looked after my siblings and they were three
My Mum taught me how to market
How to feed the family within a budget
That’s probably how I get the love of shopping spree

As a student I was diligent and ambitious
With fellow students sometimes we’re boisterous
With dedication, I’ve got my degree
Moved to Europe, I want to be free
Got some Masters on Linguistics and Business

Chemistry in motion, met Him Indoors in a lab
Action and reaction, fell in love and reached our sky lab
Being a wife was fun, I thought
Even though sometimes we fought
It’s quite exciting, who says being married was such a drab?

After seven years, HRH the son was born, I’m Mum at last
I nurture him, looked after him and didn’t mind being typecast
Eighteen years later, he left the nest
To university to find his own quest
His first day of school, karate, piano lessons and time flew so fast

I love being a Business English trainer to some companies
To sales people, human resources and some became my buddies
As a freelancer I can say yes or no to a contract
I don’t have a boss and I can’t be sacked
I can still have my free time, hobbies and meet my friends with ease

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One more day to illuminate
Me on the priorities of life
I don’t want to be a dead weight
And I don’t want any strife

One more day to storm
The challenges and hindrances
I’m sure I could still perform
What’s all this fuzz?

One more day to pool
Resources for the common good
I don’t want to be cruel
With the frosty weather I withstood

One more day to create
Significant impact on you
I need you, I tell it straight
Before I say adieu

One more day to haunt
Me with the scenes of our lives
I have no wealth to flaunt
We’ll see each in our afterlives

One more day to need
One last kiss before I’m lifeless
My very last good deed
Before I spin the axis

One more day to pay
The price of my sins
There must be some way
To play the violins

For: This Is Your Life

Bonfire Night – Carpe Diem #846 Chichibu Night Festival

colorful flowers
enlighten the autumn night
almost winter

© Chèvrefeuille

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“Remember, remember,
the fifth of November,
Gunpowder, treason and plot.
We see no reason why
Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!”
– words to Guy Fawkes rhyme

penny for the guy
children chant as they prepare
for the bonfire night

Guy Fawkes and his mates
failed secret plot and treason
fifth of November

fireworks display
big bonfires all over town
on cold autumn night

(c) ladyleemanila 2015

For: Carpe Diem #846

If You Leave – Daily Prompt

Life is a series of beginnings and endings. We leave one job to start another; we quit cities, countries, or continents for a fresh start; we leave lovers and begin new relationships. What was the last thing you contemplated leaving? What were the pros and cons? Have you made up your mind? What will you choose?

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Yes, life is a series of beginnings and endings. I left my country, the Philippines 33 years ago and I’ve been to different countries – Switzerland, France, Germany, USA. Then I met Him Indoors and we decided to get married in the UK. We stayed there for 4 years. Then we moved to Germany and have been living here for the last 25 years.

And as for jobs, I also have a lot of different experiences and jobs. Started with being an Algebra teacher after college and at the same time as a Medical Representative in the Philippines. When I was in Switzerland, I worked as a Secretary to one of the Missions in the United Nations Office. In America, I worked in the Computer Department. In the UK, I worked as an Assistant Statistician to their research department. Now, I’m a freelance General/Business English teacher/trainer in Germany.

So what now? We’ll probably retire in 8 years’ time and we’re thinking of different possibilities. We’re staying here in Germany, but would like to get away for their winters. So probably we’ll buy something in the Philippines and stay there for a couple of months. Depending on where HRH the son will end up staying, we would also like to be near him, at least, in the same continent.

For: If You Leave

Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille – “Oku no Hosomichi” or writing a haibun.

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The Praktikum. I was accepted to have an apprenticeship with BASF Chemical Company, in Ludwigshafen, Germany. It’s the largest production site worldwide and the company’s global headquarters and research centre. I spoke no German, but then, I’ve survived in France and Switzerland without French, so why not? I was convinced I’d get by and would learn the language when I’m there. I was allocated in the Inorganic Department, producing and analysing some dyes. Herr (Mister) Raider provided me a name who was also working in the same building, but in a different laboratory. “He’ll help you get sorted,” he said. Hence, first thing in the morning, I knocked on Room 602 and a tall English man opened it, some parts of his white shirt still untucked from his trousers. “I am, indeed.” was his answer to my question and that hooked me! “Such an accent,” I thought. He helped me obtain my lab gown and safety goggles that morning and waited for me for lunch every day. “There’s your English man again,” my Laborant (laboratory technician) would say.

I knocked on his door
an English man opened it
you’ve got to help me

me on second floor
and him on the 6th floor
joy in that building

and that was the start
of chemistry in motion
action, reaction

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The Butterfly. Many summers ago, when HRH the son was around 5, we went to the Roundway Park in Leeds. They had a butterfly garden there. HRH the son was fascinated by the butterflies, running after them, trying to catch them. We told him that if he kept still, some butterflies might be attracted to him and would come to him. That wasn’t easy for a boy to keep still, but he did. After some time, he saw a yellow and red butterfly sleeping in one of the leaves. He watched it with interest and patience. I’d never forget his excitement when he saw that it was waking up and started fluttering up and down the garden.

pretty butterfly
wings beating the summer air
frail and delicate

For: Heeding Haiku (with Chèvrefeuille)

Lady Godiva – B&P Shadorma and Beyond – The Trinet

Bastet wrote: One of those forms is the Trinet, and I’m afraid I really don’t remember who introduced it. It’s not particularly difficult … it’s just 7 lines with word counts of 2,2,6,6,2,2,2 – however anyone who’s ever done a micro poem knows that tiny does not mean simple!

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Lady Godiva
nude ride
clothed only in her long hair
Peeping Tom bored a hole and
saw her
no tax
for folks

(c) Ladyleemanila 2015

For: B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond