In the course of our lives, we will meet about a million of the 6.7 trillion people in the world (US Census Bureau). And that’s my humble approximation. Let me clear that this does not mean that you’ll have a million friends. "Meet" might signify a casual conversation, a smile to a stranger, a one-sentence conversation with someone (yes, including when you order at your favorite fastfood chain or ask for directions from a stranger), or that person in your school/office you know by face (or by name) but never got to know personally. My question is, how do we go about treating those one million people that we meet? Do we treat the "big people" with respect but look down on the "small people"? Do we tend to smile only to those who look successful? Do we ignore someone who looks like an addict or prisoner? Is there a difference in the way we treat the rich and the poor? I certainly hope that you answered no to all questions. I’m sure that we, as some point in our lives, have been made to feel (intentionally or unintentionally) smaller than other people are. And I bet it did not feel good.
I love the story below because I feel that it perfectly illustrates how we should treat other people.
A Most Important Lesson
by: Author Unknown, Source Unknown
During my second month of nursing school, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: "What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?" Surely, this was some kind of joke.
I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank.
Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade. “Absolutely,” said the professor. “In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say ‘hello.’” I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.
I know we should not treat the story literally, as in we have to know everybody’s name, but the message for me is clear: Treat each person with respect, if not nicely, whatever his/her gender, age, nationality, financial status (most especially), disposition in life, educational attainment, etc. Each person is a creation of God and has a significance (be it big or small or minute) in our lives, and it’s time we treat everybody well.

I recently heard in a radio news program that the percentage of people who read because they actually love (or like) it has been decreasing over the years. Yes, people have been reading books, magazines, newspapers…but they do so because they have to. And nowadays, reading has become more of a need than a want.
I love reading. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve come to love sitting somewhere quiet (sometimes munching chichiria) and just being lost in whatever I was reading!
I’ve was able to “go” to so many places, like Canada, the United States, Rome, France, Hogwarts, Middle Earth, Narnia, the outer space, and a lot, lot more. I’ve “met” presidents, heroes, celebrities, and even wizards, talking animals, and fairies. I’ve “experienced” bungee jumping, racing cars, parachuting, and flying. I “know” how to cook paella, sew a gown, make an eight knot, fix a car, assemble an aircon, and even make a bomb! I’ve “competed” in marathons, “joined” pie-eating contests, and “watched” duels! I’ve “been” to war, in prison, and to heaven. I’ve "had" breast cancer, AIDS, and multiple sclerosis. I was “there” when the petroleum jelly was discovered, when Jose Rizal was executed, when the first human being stepped on the moon, and when Princess of the Stars sunk. I’ve "seen" the Mona Lisa, the Sistine Chapel, and the Eiffel Tower. To summarize, I’ve been around the world not in eighty days but in eighty minutes.
I wouldn’t have experienced all of these and many more others if I have not picked up my first book and read and actually love it. So I hope that the number of people who love to read will increase again and get to see the wonders that reading can do for them.
I haven’t always been a water-loving person. When I get to go to places, yes, I appreciate the beauty of oceans, lakes, beaches, and rivers. But I wasn’t really the type who would want to spend hours submerged in the salty waters. However, as I got to visit more places in the
The first place I got to visit in
I can’t wait to go back to Coron. And as I’ve stated in my post on Coron, if given the opportunity, the next time I get to visit Coron again, Busuanga (another municipality in Busuanga Island) will be on my itinerary. Busuanga is around an hour away from Coron. There are many attractions in Busuanga, especially for water-loving people. The beaches are gorgeous, the diving sites are heaven, and the nature is absolutely amazing. And if my visit to Coron will be an indicator of how much I will enjoy Busuanga, I’m sure I will love it there too. I can’t wait to bask in the clear, cool waters of Palawan again — relaxing and feeling a taste of heaven again– and get to appreciate the wonderful environment there.

Last June 10 was Princess Wendy’s first day in her "big school". Yup, she’s already Grade 1. I wondered what "Grade 1" meant for her since it has always been a big deal when one says, "Uy, Grade 1 na sya? Wow!" What it is it with starting elementary anyway? One thing I know is that it means bigger school, harder lessons, and more projects!
Anyway, as I pondered on what new things Princess Wendy will be learning as she goes on in her elementary life, I started to think about what I have learned from her. I’ve always believed that children can teach us a lot…and that is without even them knowing it! Then, I realized that, indeed, as much as she has learned a lot from me, I too have learned a lot from her (and from other children also). Save from the nosebleeds that I get from her because of her vocabulary, hey, I picked up some lessons from her too in the 7 years she’s been around!
I learned from Wendy that trains are like people because they can chew, as in chooo-chooo! Also, that some birds are bald because their feathers are inside the pillows! Wendy also told me the secret as to why bananas go to the doctor….because they are not "peeling" well! Ha! Ha!
Aside from the laughs I get from her, I got to learn some serious stuff too:
Forgive and forget: my daughter and her best friend seem to be fighting all the time, but it’s truly a wonder how, the next moment (or the next day), they go back to being best friends as if nothing happened! If adults just learned this skill, we would be living in harmony peace. I firmly believe that forgiving and forgetting is more for the ones who forgive than for the one being forgiven (makes sense naman diba?).
Live simply: my daughter absolutely squeals on 100-peso toys as she does on expensive toys (sometimes even louder)! I mean, price means nothing to her. As long as she likes something, it doesn’t matter if it’s dirt cheap, she’ll go for it. And if she likes divisoria toys, so be it! (Good for me actually!) This can actually be applicable to us adults who think that we cannot live on simple lives…we can never be contented on what we have and always want to have what we do not have! We thrive on expensive stuff when we can go by with simple things! Simplicity is the beauty of life!
Money is not everything: My daughter always asks me during the night if I have work the next day, because If I don’t, I can stay up late with her; if I have, sorry, I have to sleep early. She’s always disappointed when I tell her that I have work because that means she’s got to play on her own. She tells me, "Mama,
And most of all, my daughter has taught me that I have the capability to love unconditionally, because that’s the way I feel for her. Honestly, I feel that her hugs, her kisses, her smiles, and she herself are all that keep me wanting to live a lot longer!
These lessons go to show that we learn from everybody…even from that little angel who sometimes makes us want to flush our sanity into the toilet!