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Feb 28, 2014

You've Got Served

Krrng! Krrng! Krrng!

Kids rush to their parents and beg for some coins. Outside, they wait for the vehicle to stop at their spot. The sound of bells disappear in the air. Manong ice cream or Mamang Sorbetero , as the vendor is called, served the craving little ones with a scoop of colorful flavored ice cream. This is the common scenario in the streets especially during summer. With the ringing of the bells, the kids know for sure what is approaching. They want to have that cold thing with a taste of mango, strawberry, melon, ube, langka, cheese, peanut, chocolate or just plain vanilla. Sometimes, not only the kids crowd Manong ice cream, even teens and adults want to have a taste of ice cream in a cone, in a sugarcone or in a cup. It usually sells at a price range of three to ten pesos depending on the size of the cone or cup to where it is placed. Most kids prefer the scoop to be in cone while the adults want it in cup. Kids didn't care if the ice cream is melting and flowing at the side of the cone, they want it that way so they can lick it back to the top. They don't mind the sweet thing running on their fingers, they can also lick their fingers once they are done with the cone; not minding that they had used their hands playing in the streets. It's the essence of childhood, enjoying with no worries of what you are doing. As for the teens and adults, they want it in different holder because eating it in a cone is messy, they don't want to look yucky in front of others. Wherever it is placed, enjoyment is found in its taste. The coldness it offers during the hot weather plus the fruit flavored taste it brings, one feels like they had themselves served with something from heaven.

Unconsciously, ice cream is being a status symbol, may it be dirty ice cream or the ice cream brought in supermarkets. The feeling it brings is not only for the taste buds but also for the psychological bearing of the person eating it. Having an ice cream makes one believe that he is affording something which is not a basic need thus considered as a luxury. It is rare for a common individual to have a daily consumption of that cold thing. Even the name it is called also determine the status of the person buying it. When the low-income ones are buying it, they simply call it as ice cream; but when the average persons are buying it, they call it dirty ice cream. For the middle class, the thing tagged as ice cream is the one bought in gallons from the supermarket. Whatever their status in life, it cannot be denied that they are patronizing Manong ice cream.
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Learning About Afghanistan

Another all-TV day today. I was watching the Don't Tell My Mother I Have Been to Afghanistan, my favorite. Thanks to its host, Diego Bunuel, who inspired me that it's better to be fluent in more than one language. I am learning Nihonggo again. Then, maybe be inspired to learn Spanish later.

As I was watching, I was shocked to know that women lead the police force in Afghanistan. It's just unusual to see policewomen who wear that baggy clothes, I think it's called burka, with a face veil. How can they run and chase criminals with all those clothes? As they were interviewed, they said that they are very important to the police force especially during killings and bombings with women as victims. The guys can't touch their corpses and can't even take pictures of them.

Another thing, women can't show their faces on TV. But as they were interviewed, they were not wearing their veils to hide their faces. I am also thinking if there are women doctors in that place; with all those killings and crimes, there should be.

I had also seen a golf course which is not green but more of dust and earth. I think it's just bringing golf in there for the experience of its people even though the place is not suitable. 



Monday, May 9, 2011 
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Cookish Dish

As I had always been fascinated by cooking, I had been attracted to watch and learn the art of it. I had mentioned in my old post that one of my dream job is to be a chef/baker. Though I am not really a foodie, I have this drive to learn this industry. I got hooked on TV series such as Iron Chef America, Everyday Italian, Cooking with Bobby Flay, Rachel Ray, Martha Stewart, Contessa Garden, Sweet Confections and now Masterchef. I even watched Sweet Relationship and Coffee Prince to get on track on running a business with it. 


Masterchef
is a show wherein the participants/contestants are amateur cooks on which cooking is just a hobby, a passion or an everyday requirement for them. They learn dishes through experimenting, a cookbook or through other people's cooking. At every episode comes a challenge: given one major ingredient, each contestant must think of a dish that will make that ingredient the hero. They are given limited time to pick-up the other ingredients and cook their dish. There's lots of freedom to choose from a variety of dishes, from dessert to viands as long as it will impress the judges.

It had taught me that cooking does not require cookbooks, it requires creativity, resourcefulness, passion, and uniqueness. As long as you know the technical stuffs, you're good. It all about mixing the right ingredients and cooking it perfectly on fire. With one ingredient at hand, I don't know how the contestants manage to think quickly of a unique dish that will make the judges say 'bravo'.

My experience in cooking is in baking, desserts, smoothies, and pastries. I remembered that I bagged the First Place in a cooking competition back on my elementary days. The challenge is to make a nutritious and cheap dish using the Lucky Me pancit canton. I made palabok with it. I also won the First Place in cooking fried egg.

I am looking forward to the start of Junior Masterchef Australia. The contestants will be between ages 8 and 12. I will surely be amazed by those kids who were practicing the cooking skills at an early age. And it's not ordinary cooking take note.


 Saturday, January 8, 2011
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Take a Look at my Workplace

I am still a teacher after one month of trying to be one. Hehe

This profession is not in-line with my field of expertise. But I want to try it and here I am, teaching a bunch of college students in a faraway and rural place.

The school is still anew that's why the place is still a construction site. There are seven rooms which shelter the 173 students everyday. One small faculty room which provides space for the 15 faculty and staff (including the director). There are three desktop computers which are shared by the 9 faculty who don't have laptops. One dot-matrix printer is at service. We also have the hi-tech printer (with scanner) but it needs repair. The campus library shares a room with the laboratory and computer room. We don't have internet at the moment because the only means of communication available is the Smart Network through SmartBro. It's like a dial-up/broadband which cannot sustain shared network use.

But there is one thing I really love about this place, the people are so warm. And I can have fruits like coconut, banana and dalanghita by just asking someone to pick one. I am so close to nature while I stay there. 


The back part of the school is still a grassland. In the next 5 years, it will be different.
 
 
This is how the school looks like in front. Not much welcoming because of the mud especially during rainy days. But it's a place where one can learn something. On the left is the greenhouse; the place where the agriculture students cultivates organic tomatoes and eggplants.

This is where I stay during schooldays.

 Just a pic from my usual sight. Note the small house above the tree. The tricycles are rare to pass through our place. But here, you can see two of them. It's usually the big trucks and buses.


Saturday, July 25, 2009
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