An earthquake on the 4th of July?

An earthquake on the 4th of July?

This morning around 10, I thought I had severe dizziness, everything was shaking, I almost got panic attack thinking there could be something wrong with my health that I need to call 911, until I realized that it was really an earthquake.

An earthquake on the 4th of July?  On the day that we celebrate and commemorate the US declaration of independence from the Great Britain?  Could it be a wake up call to remind us to do something?  Is it because the earth would also like independence from us humans who are destroying her?  Is it to remind us that something has to change in the system that is not aligned with the declaration of independence?   Is it to remind us that there is more powerful force that could change the world in an instant?   Is it to remind us that life is too short, if you want to do something, do it now, repent, forgive, enjoy life and be happy?  Is it to remind us to get ready for the big change that is about to happen?

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To Each His Own

Each one of us is unique.
Each one has its own strength and weaknesses.
Each one has its own preferences.
Each one has its own destiny.
Each one has the right to live and be happy.

June is to month to take pride of our individuality,
Not just for the LGBT but for the uniqueness of oneself and everybody else.
For whatever religion, race, nationality, color, gender, disability,
We are still human beings of this planet,
Human Beings that are dots on this earth, dusts in the universe.

For at the state of emergency, state of calamity, state of war,
We have no choice but to unite, to live, and survive;
We have no choice but to be involved to rebuild lives, community, and nation together;
We have no choice but to accept, and respect, the individuality of one another;
We have no choice but to live with the different people around us.

For we don’t live alone, nor can survive alone.
We all need each other.
We all need to be together.
We all need the help of one another.
We all need understanding, acceptance, respect and love.

A Letter from Sam

It was past midnight, as he read his last letter on his table, tears were flowing on his eyes, holding a gun pointed on his head, as memories flash back to the time how his group burned a group of teenage black men, stabbed an Asian tourist and bullied his Latino classmates.

In the town of Kansas, a blue eyed, blonde, white man named Sam was raised by politically influential Caucasian parents in a community dominated by white supremacists where he grew up as one of the most influential leaders of the white supremacist group.

At the peak of Sam’s career, his parents revealed to him that he was just adopted from an orphanage before they died.  For several years, Sam searched for his biological parents and found out that he was not pure Caucasian but with mixed blood (Caucasian, African, Asian, Latino).

Today, Sam’s children are circulating the letter of their father:

To my family and friends,

I was fortunate to be raised by supportive parents and to live in an environment of people who adore, respect and trust me which made me become a confident leader.  All the while I thought I was powerful, well accomplished and truly successful but I failed.

Whoever read this letter, please tell my real family (Caucasian, African, Asian, Latino) how I sincerely apologize for all my evil deeds.  What I have done to all of you are unacceptable, totally wicked.  I was weak to let myself be controlled by the demons around me.

Please tell everyone to stop all the hatred and start to love one another for we are all one.

Sincerely yours,

Sam

DISCLAIMER:  This fictional story of Sam that I’ve written is intended to remind us that we belong to one species, that all life on Earth evolved from a single-celled organism, from our universal common ancestor and created by our one and only creator.

Sacramento Unified Goes to the Philippines for Its Teachers

“Raise your hand if you think that the United States can match the performance of the countries with the world’s highest student performance by outsourcing its teaching to lower wage countries. If your hand is still down, then raise it if you think that the United States can even maintain its mediocre position in the world’s league table of student academic performance if it were to hire more and more of its teachers from the Philippines or countries like it. Your hand is still down? If it is, then we need to have an honest conversation about what it would take to develop and hire teachers with skills comparable to those found everywhere in the top-performing countries. We need to have a conversation about how we develop and retain those teachers instead of contracting that effort out to the lowest international bidder.”  These are the questions from the article of Marc Tucker last July27, 2017 entitled:  Migrant Labor: Sacramento Unified Goes to the Philippines for Its Teachers,

In a globalizing world, outsourcing is inevitable.  Just take a look at your stuff at home, and they are not all made in the US.  Call a hotline or book a flight, and a representative from the Philippines, India or other countries will answer your call.  It’s not just about importation, but exportation and immigrant workers made the US economically stable.   With the exponential growth and advancement of technology, we can no longer control getting diversified.  We have no choice but to accept the changes, adapt and survive to the fast changing world.

The US has been outsourcing teachers from the Philippines since 2004.   Despite the challenges that the Filipinos encountered in the US, they are patient, determined and have proven their professionalism and their quality of work. They just need to be properly deployed in a safe and healthy environment and they’ll be great assets.  That’s why Sacramento Unified will  continue to outsource in the Philippines.  That’s why a lot of employers hire them.  That’s why Filipino dedicated workers deserve equal rights and respect.

The education system in the US is the same as the Philippines because of the Thomasites.  Just check out the books of the major subjects in the Philippines and they are all in English to the point that some students could hardly translate it in their native tongue.  The difference is just the culture, accent and idioms, but with English refresher courses, Filipinos can easily adapt to the language and culture.

In the US, Filipinos are not just professional teachers, they are professional nurses, caregivers, nannies, housekeepers, doctors, lawyers, engineers,  corporate executives, entrepreneurs and artists.   The influx of Filipinos  in the US is inevitable, same as the influx of British, Irish, Italians, Chinese, Vietnamese, Koreans, Armenians and other nationalities trying to live and survive in the new world  that made America a great nation known to mankind.

The Miracle

It was a total blacked out, the doctors panicked as the patient was out of oxygen.  The patient was surrounded by doctors, when the patient woke up, somebody asked to move her fingers, then her feet, the patient responded. The patient was expected by the doctors to be in coma, or worst  she couldn’t survive.

For days, she was fed through her nose and has oxygen to breathe through her mouth and throat, she communicated through terrible hand writing trying to be understood. There was a time when she couldn’t be understood, thinking of losing hope, but her faith kept her strong to fight the battle to survive.

They concluded it to be a miracle.  The patient fought several battles and yet she survived.

“Life is temporary and volatile” as they say.  Today you can be very strong, but tomorrow can be your weakest or even your last day.   So better enjoy and be happy always.  If today you are alone and hopeless, tomorrow you can be surrounded by great people you couldn’t even imagine, like angels on earth who will support and protect you.

Sometimes you have to fight certain battles to realize what you should be worth fighting for.   Sometimes you have to travel alone and step out of your comfort zone to experience God’s wonders in everyday life.  Miracles do happen, you won’t believe until it happened to you.

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