Writing 101, Day 8: No adverbs, oh no!

I’ve been 7 days behind from my Writing 101 assignments. I hate to admit it but I was so lazy writing in the past few days. I’ll try my best to make it all up and hopefully I can make it!
Here’s what we’re supposed to do for Day 8:
Go to a public location and make a detailed report of what you see. The twist of the day? Write the post without adverbs.

 

One of the reasons why I got stuck was because I didn’t know what to do here. I wanted to skip this but I didn’t want to miss any assignment. So here’s what I got for Day 8. I don’t know if there are still adverbs here. I tried my best not to use any adverb. From 300 words, now it’s just 68. It was indeed challenging. Hope you still get the idea here even if it looks disorganized. 🙂 (for the sake of not missing an assignment)

 

induction cooker

induction cooker

My husband and I went on grocery shopping.
Holding hands while walking.
Then we saw an induction cooker.
The saleslady explained the features and did a demo on how it works.
We were amazed.
We can cook, we can grill, oh, we like it!
It looks sophisticated.
We want to have it.
We’re excited.
When we asked the price,
$1,000.00!
Oh no, never mind!
We don’t like it!

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Writing 101, Day 7: Buy, Sell, or Hold?

Today’s assignment: Write a post based on the contrast between two things — whether people, objects, emotions, places, or something else.

I initially thought of an argument that my husband and I had recently which was about whether to save our extra money in our joint savings account in the bank or to invest it somewhere else for potential higher returns.

 
Wifey: Isn’t it a great idea to invest our extra money in UITF or stock market instead of just parking it in the bank with very little interest?

Hubby: UITF? Stock market? No! I don’t even know what they are. Let’s just keep it in the bank. That way, we can get it anytime we need it.

Wifey: But dad, our money is not growing in the bank. Inflation is growing faster than the value of our money. The bank is happy, while we are not because of inflation.

Hubby: I don’t know what you’re talking about. Okay, go ahead and invest it wherever you want. Just make sure that it won’t be lost.

Wifey: I love you, daddy! 🙂 (feeling scared but excited)

 

Then I decided to invest it in the stock market.

 
I know a little bit about it from what I’ve read online but I’m still a newbie. I just took the courage to start doing it to experience it firsthand.

Every day, when I trade, my left and right brain would always argue on what to do. So this time, it’s not me and my husband arguing on making a decision. It’s solely me who decides whether to buy, hold, or sell the stock.

buy? sell? hold?

what to do???

LEFT: Go check the active trades, gainers and losers and pick a stock.

RIGHT: Ok, I’ll go for stock ABC. Yesterday, its open price was low and moved high on closing. Today, it opened with low price and it’s moving up. It looks like it’s going to have the same trend as yesterday.

LEFT: Are you sure with that?

RIGHT: Yes, I think so.

LEFT: Alright, then buy it.

RIGHT: I bought it.

(The price continued to change from low to high, got even higher, until it remained the same for a while…)

RIGHT: Let’s sell it. Anyway we already gained 10%.

LEFT: No, not yet. Let’s hold it. It’s still going up. We’re going to gain more profit.

RIGHT: What if not? What if it moves back down? We’re going to lose it.

LEFT: What if it moves up even higher. 20%? 50%? 100%? We’ll double our money! Let’s hold it for now. (here comes the enemy, greed)

RIGHT: (Thinking twice about being greedy: I’m happy with a 10% gain. It’s already a sure win. But my left brain may be right. If the price continues to move up, then we’ll gain more.) Ok, HOLD!

The price went down a bit. Then it moved further down.

LEFT: Don’t worry it’s gonna go up again, let’s continue to hold it.

RIGHT: I told you, we should have just sold it earlier.

Then the price went back to its lowest opening price.

LEFT: Hmmm, maybe we should sell it now before we lose everything.

RIGHT: But it’s the same thing. If we sell it now, we’ll lose a part of it. If we continue to hold it, we lose but it’s just a paper loss. Not a real loss.

LEFT: Ok, let’s hold it for today. Let’s do it better tomorrow…

 

As a newbie trader, it’s very hard to predict when is the best time to buy, hold or sell. A lot of factors affect my decision including fear and greed plus those roller coaster emotions. But I guess that’s what’s learning is. It’s all about trial and error. The more I commit mistakes, the more I learn my lessons. And that keeps me going…

Writing 101, Day 6: The Giggling Macey

Because I got stuck on my 4th assignment, all my next assignments were delayed as well. Now I’m trying to double time and make it up for my missed tasks. I’m done with my Day 4 and 5. Two more to go before the 8th assignment gets posted on Writing 101 page.

Day 6 is writing about the most interesting person I’ve met this year. But since I could not think of anyone, I’ll just write about this adorable baby girl that I first met last year.

I’m talking about my now 7-month old daughter. I gave birth to her October of last year. We’ve been together for almost 10 months while she was on my womb, but we only got to meet each other personally when she was born. And that was one of the best moments of my life.

When I was pregnant, I always talked to her. I started singing lullabies and nursery songs while feeling her kicks and movements. I always imagined how she looks like. I wondered if she’s more like me or her dad. I was always excited thinking how it’s going to be like when she’s already in my arms.

Then she arrived. I gave birth to her via C-section delivery. When I regained my consciousness after the operation, the very first thing I asked for was my baby, who at that time was in the NICU. The nurse on duty together with my husband assisted me going to the NICU to see my baby. As I was on the door, I couldn’t help but cried. I was so excited to see her. They said the baby was shown to me the moment she was delivered but I couldn’t remember anything.

Then I finally saw her. I carried her in my arms. I hugged her. I kissed her. I couldn’t believe she’s already here with me, with us. I was overjoyed and overwhelmed to finally see her. I felt so blessed. I couldn’t thank God enough for giving her to us. She was so adorable. I could feel the purity of her heart and soul. I liked touching her face, her little nose and mouth, her fingers, her feet. I was deeply, madly in love with her.

While I was caressing every bit of her, my husband was outside the glass window watching and taking a video of us. Then he cried. He was as overwhelmed as I was. I couldn’t help but cried too. Oh tears of joy!

The arrival of our baby brought so much joy in the house. The little milestones and changes bring excitement not just to her but to all of us. Her playful gestures and giggles are irresistible. Having her in our family is really a blessing and we’re grateful to God for giving her to us.

the giggling macey

the giggling macey

Writing 101, Day 5: The Hopeless Romantic

The instruction was to write a story about a random letter that I stumbled upon on the path, which affected me deeply and I wished it could be returned to the person to which it’s addressed. And to give it a twist, I need to approach this post in a few words as possible.

I planned to make a 50-word story. I tried revising it a couple of times but it’s just too hard to write a super short story. So I’ll just share what I came up with…

I live at the 4th floor of the building and as I was walking down the stairs, I saw a small white envelop. I picked it up. It wasn’t sealed. There was no ‘from or ‘to on the outside but there was some kind of a letter inside. I looked around to see if it was owned by one of the tenants but I didn’t see anyone. All the rooms were closed.
Out of curiosity, I took out the letter and read it…

“This is the day that we have both been waiting for.
I’m on my way to the airport now and I’m leaving for a job that’s waiting for me abroad.
This is just one of our dreams.
I know we’re both happy that it finally came true after a long wait.
But we’re no longer together now.
I knew I’ve hurt you. I didn’t mean to.
But you know that I still love you. I really do.
It’s hard to think that I’m travelling on my own right now while it should have been the two of us.
I don’t even know if you’ll be able to read this, but if fate sends this to you,
You know my number… I will wait for you at the airport…
Or please wait for me when I come back.”

Then I found myself crying while staring at the letter on my left hand and the cellphone on my right…

Writing 101, Day 4: My 10-peso coins were gone!

I had to delay my posts for Writing 101 because I got stuck on my Day 4 assignment. The instruction was to write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

I tried thinking about some important people in my life either a relative that has already passed away or a person that I had intimate relationship with in the past. But I didn’t want to think about it. I didn’t want to go back to it. So I thought about something else.

I already wanted to write about this the day the fourth assignment was posted but I was hesitant because this is somewhat controversial. But I realized that the longer I delay this task, the more the assignments I have to make up on in the coming days. So I decided to finally share what I wanted to tell about this loss.

I used to be a coin collector. A 10-peso coin collector in particular. Why the 10-peso coin of all the other coins? It’s simply because I like its design. I like it having a two-colour (silver outer and gold inner) appearance.

10-peso coin

I started doing this since I was studying in college. That was almost 10 years ago. But I didn’t get to collect much during college because I had very limited allowance. I was able to collect more when I was already earning. I didn’t change my paper bills to 10-peso coins. I just kept those that are left in my coin purse from my allowance, either a change from fare or from anything that I purchased.

I used to keep it in a small piggy bank made of cardboard. It was in the apartment where I used to live when I was still single. Then I transferred the coins to a bigger one when it was almost full and that was when I moved to my husband’s house. I usually counted it during Christmas. I felt happy like a child who’s been saving coins to buy a new toy or doll come Christmas. But when I moved in, I counted it just to check how much I had kept so far.

It wasn’t a big amount. But I didn’t care about how much it was. I was more concerned on how many pieces of coins I already have. In fact I had no plan of using them neither to buy something nor transfer them to the bank. I collect and keep them just for one reason. And that is, to give them as a gift or remembrance to my children, who will then give those coins to their future children and grandchildren and so on. That was my sole purpose.

I knew and I was aware of the “Anti-Hoarding of Philippine Legal Tender Coins Act of 2013”. I first heard about it late last year when they were still proposing for it. And actually this was the reason why I mentioned earlier in this article that I was hesitant to post this. Okay, forgive me. I didn’t mean to hoard these coins. But I’ve been collecting these even before you passed that bill!

I felt bad when I first learned about that bill. I didn’t understand why they have to run after these poor citizens who are keeping some of these little coins for personal reasons. Like for me, I didn’t plan to use it for something illegal. But with this bill, it’s just like telling me that I’m already doing something illegal because I’m collecting and keeping these coins. Why don’t they just focus on hunting those rich citizens who are involved in the graft and corruption activities just like that controversial pork barrel scam?!

Sorry, I got carried away with my emotions. Actually I’m not really talking about this new bill or act or law. I’m not familiar with these terms so I’m not sure how to call it. But this is not the issue.

The real thing is, I lost my most kept 10-peso coins. They were stolen!

I didn’t know when it was stolen but I found out that it was gone when I lifted the piggy bank using one hand and I realized that it shouldn’t be lifted that easily. I normally used two hands with force when I had to lift it because the coins were heavy.

And it made me extremely depressed upon knowing that my coins were gone.

Those coins were valuable to me. You already knew why. And I won’t even trade it for higher amount of bills.

Now the big question is, “Who stole it?”

We’re still trying to find out who did it. We have suspects but we don’t have enough evidence that’s why we don’t want to point our fingers on anybody just yet. But it’s definitely someone in the house.

And maybe that’s something that we’ll all find out in the next series.

Writing 101, Day 3: Three of my favorites songs

I’m really poor when it comes to titles of the songs. But I love listening to music. I also love singing even if I can’t sing well.

For today’s assignment, I’ll share three of my favorite songs.

The first one is entitled “Sa Ugoy ng Duyan”. In english, “In the cradle’s rocking”. It’s a Filipino lullabye that has been recorded by various artists including Lea Salonga and Regine Velasquez, two of the most popular singers in the Philippines.

I like this song because it’s dedicated to our dearest mothers and how much they love and care for us. Whenever I hear this song, it reminds me of how my mom sacrificed for me from the day I was born to my early childhood years when she had to sing lullabies to put me to sleep.

Now that I’m already a mom too, I can totally relate and understand how much moms love their children and how willing we are to do everything just to give the best for them. I love my mom so much and my love for her became even stronger the moment I gave birth to my first child. She inspires me to do the same for my daughter. I even sing the same lullabies for her when I put her to sleep.

I’m trying to remember the title of my second favorite song but my memory isn’t functioning well right now. I even tried googling some part of the lyrics that says something like “we will meet again in some other place, the vision is here for some happiness…” I don’t know if it’s right but that’s what I remember as I sing it.

Well, this was our graduation song back in high school. I remembered how much I cried while we were singing it. I felt so sad because after being together for four years in school, we were going to part ways already and I would truly miss my friends. It was like separation anxiety for me.

My college days were not as fun and memorable as my high school. But the good thing is, even if we didn’t go to the same school in college, we still get to hang out at times. In fact even now that most of us are already married and have kids, we still get to see each other when there’s some events and celebrations.

The third song is “Marry your daughter” by Brian McNight. I always get teary-eyed when I hear this song. It reminds me of how my then boyfriend (now my husband) asked my parent’s permission to marry me. I felt like I was the princess in a fairy tale and the prince was asking me to marry him. And of course I said YES!

We got married in a simple civil wedding celebration. Just like any other woman’s dream, I also wished we had our church wedding. But I’m not losing hope. Even if we’re already parents to our now 7-month old daughter, I still keep on dreaming. I hope that someday, we will have our church wedding too. And I want this song to be sung as I walk on the aisle. Ah, I’m getting teary-eyed again!

Writing 101, Day 2: Transporting back to the past

I have always dreamt to be a writer since I was little. I want to express my thoughts and my ideas. I want to share my experiences. I want to help others through my writings. But I always hesitate to do so because I’m not confident that I can write well. I’m not good in writing. I like to write but writing doesn’t seem to like me. That is why I enrolled in this Writing 101 challenge hoping to improve my writing skills and learn from the experts and the other participants.

Last night, I got overly excited to post my first assignment for Writing 101 that I accidentally hit the wrong button and everything that I’ve written just disappeared. Yes, everything was lost and I tried every possible way to retrieve it but none of them worked. It broke my heart and it made me cry the whole night. I almost felt discouraged to continue this Writing 101 challenge but thanks God I’m back and I’m writing for Day 2.

Today’s assignment is about choosing a place where I’d like to be transported to if I could and I have to tell the backstory. Hmmm , this sounds interesting but as I was reading the instructions, I couldn’t think of a place where I want to be right this moment.

Then I remember one of my recent pictures in the beach which reminded me of my happy childhood years and now it’s slowly transporting my imagination back to the past…

 

I grew up in a place which is a few meters away from the seashore and a few minutes boat ride to the nearby islands. When I was little, my friends and I would often go to the seashore to swim and play. Just as the sun starts to show up in the morning, I already anticipate that my friends would come knock our door and ask my parents to allow me to join them to go swimming and playing in the seashore during the weekends. And most of the time, they would say yes. And there go the happy kids!

We start playing in the morning when it’s high tide and we go home at noon time or in the afternoon when it’s already low tide. That’s how much we enjoyed staying in the waters. Then we go home shaking because we stayed too long in the water and shaking because we’re scared to see our parents who are waiting for us on our doorsteps holding coconut broom sticks ready to punish us for coming home late.

I couldn’t help but laugh whenever I recall those days. I didn’t learn how to swim when I was a kid or even until now but I really have fond memories in the waters.

I wonder if I could post this picture, but I’ll share it anyway.

playing like kids

playing like kids

This picture was taken two weeks ago during our vacation in Samar, a province in the Philippines. If you noticed, I looked happy on this picture. Yes I was. I was enjoying the water while playing with my cousins. I felt like I was a kid again. I love the small waves. I love the sand. I love this place.

When I graduated high school, I decided to continue my college education in Manila, the capital city of the Philippines. Ten years passed and I already finished college, got a job, got married, and now I’m a mom to an adorable 7-month old baby girl. A lot of things have changed. When I was still staying in the province, I always wanted to go to the city. And now that I’m already in the city, I always want to go back to the province.

Some say that “there’s no place like home.” And I couldn’t agree more. I miss the seashore, I miss the sand, I miss my childhood friends, I miss home.

And through this writing, I just felt like I was home…

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