Wednesday, May 25, 2011

I got my Jordan visa

Finally after weeks of heart-stopping suspense whether our visa application would be approved, I received an email with the list of names of Toastmasters who are good to go.  I was number 2 and approved.

Yes! hello Jordan and I will be seeing you Petra.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Marion's Angst

Of all my siblings, there is only one that I know could beat me cold in any avenue of endeavor.  Be it in academics, extra curricular, athletics (yes, I was athletic before), adventures, meeting people, writing and even public speaking, Marion Jill would make me look amateur standing beside a pro.  I admire very much for she has grown so much and I do silently celebrate because she followed the path less taken among our kind.

This afternoon, I saw one hair-raising essay/speech she publish in her Facebook message:  (italic are mine)


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Marion Jill Amores                                                                              24 minutes ago, sent from a phone

Veritas Liberabit Vos The truth shall set you free

I have been searching for the truth and trying to understand the logo of my school. I can never call myself a real Atenean if I have not fully grasped what that Latin phrase meant.

For the Jesuits it must be completely personal and I am in the same page. I believe mostly in individualistic approach the moment I studied psychotherapy back in my university years. I did excel in my academic and exageratingly countless organizations at the university and yes working 8 hours a day to pay my ridiculous yet worthy expensive school... I would have graduated cum laude or higher if I was rich not worrying about where to live the next fuckin day and what to eat for the coming hours.

Imagine a regular business man who would worry about food for next month, but I am speaking about hours here. Back to my truth.

My heart is not close to my cousins and grandparents. That is the bomb right there, heart devastated. My heart and plans belong to the immediate so called 'dysfunctional family' only. For some reasons like uncles and aunties would feast the moment my eyes open in the morning during clan gatherings and then talk about how my mom as a failure and my dad being ugly just for being him.

I never knew about Lola or lolo because they never showed me the meaning of what grandparents should be. All I can remember is that Lola would abuse me emotionally and I would run away whenever I see her. Even if we put up the 'utang na loob' idiocracy still it wont patch up the pain they have injected on that 10 years old girl's heart. Running for help the moment my father was shot 2am in the morning... asking the so called grandparents. they said nothing but "finally he is gone" not even a hug. I was terrorized like a motherfucker! So i continued running for help dragging my little brother barefooted. Everything is still so vivid in my heart and soul.

If you talk about love? That is A big BS. I think how the big clan defined love as filling up their expectations. That is not love, that is slavery.

So this is the bomb. What are yours?

I don't even want to apologize coz there is nothing to apologize about. I am not afraid possessing this in my heart because I know what love is and these bomb will not come back to me because my future children will know what love, encouragement, real help, truth and being a grandmother or a mother is. The saying,"ang gaba dili magsaba" that only applies for the mischief of the idiots who until at their old age forgot to be conscious of what is truth and life. Life is full of stimulants for instance experiences... to wake you up, I believe.

I found the heart of gold from my parents out of their own hands to represent as a parent and I am glad they were not those kind that television or books thought... nothing but the natural beauty of being human raring 6children. The old folks should not take credit because they did nothing but shouting to us how to live, when you can never teach that. Joan was a teenager, If was the auntie and grandma right at that point of her life? I wouldn't criticize nor talk about it. so much for ignorance! To bad we can't even make it as an excuse!


I found gold in the heart of different people from around the world who suffered to be accepted, I found friends... the richest and the poorest, drug addicts who would shot heroin on our road trips and too religious individuals... but they understood and conscious what it is to live.

This is not rebellion! This is a proposal to stop trying too hard and pretend that we know what a community unit is like. In the first place there never was. Let us be aware and try to reach that level of consciousness. it's not about all the physical and materialistic bs. not even religion! don't argue... this is what I think. just saying. So this will be the very first letter written for long generated silence!


Saturday, May 21, 2011

Wrecking.. err... cleaning the house

I didn't realize cleaning the house would be this complicated?  I really thought, it would be a walk in the park and easy.  But it is not!

Last March, I told mommy that I will re-arrange the house during their long vacation in the Philippines.  With no babies in the house, I explained, I have all the freedom to move things without worrying about the kid's safety.  Indeed, I did what I planned.  After coming back from the Philippines last 1st week of April, I started my long planned "renovation" of the house.

I first started at the very dusty balcony.   One inch of thick dusk proves too much to handle: I got sick and that forced me to stop working.  Two weeks later, I get back and close the entire area to preclude the dust from getting in.  Next was the living room.  The job of putting in my trophy rack was easy.  The difficult part was to arrange my stuff without worrying that mom would scream once she discover I moved her things.  Darn, this took up three weeks of my time (oh, this was the contest weeks of Toastmasters).  Then last week, I started working on our sleeping room.  I fixed broken cabinets, made some racks for storage, and then repacked all our old stuff into black plastic bags.   The task was so huge, I'm not yet half through - as of yesterday.

Gee... I felt tired and my body is aching!






Wednesday, May 18, 2011

I got an iPhone 4 white


After long 5 years... I finally got a new phone and it's not just an ordinary phone. It's an iPhone 4 white!  Hah!

Last night, I went to Saudi Telephone Company (STC) office at Thalia-Fahad Road to apply for a post-paid line.  You may wonder why only now?  You see, I've been waiting for the past six months for my new iqama which was delayed to to issues on my sponsorship transfer.  When Khalid Moussa gave me my new iqama last Sunday, I actually wanted to go directly to STC and apply.  But conflict with the scheduled Shutter's Guild retaining session made me decide to do it last night.  When I arrived there - yes, last night - the customer service representative ask me to come back early morning - today!

And yes, I did come back and I was early.  I was second in line and after 30 minutes, I got my new iPhone 4 32 GB RAM and it comes in white color.  I choose the 32GB model on the ground that I may use more memory for my photos and video.  This cost me SR2399 which is  SR400 more expensive than the 16GB model.  Besides, there's no available white color in 16GB. 

Hehehe... just imagine how happy I was when I got out of the STC office?  I am smiling from ears to ear!

  
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Few minutes later, I called up my wife and told her that I got a new iPhone.  She was happy for me that finally, I bought a new phone for myself.  I promised to her that I will also get her an iPhone when she comes back here in Riyadh.


Saturday, May 7, 2011

the second best

Yep, you are right.  I was the second best contestant in the Speech Evaluation competition during the 2011 Division A Toastmasters Annual Conference held at the Riyadh Palace Hotel.  The only person who beat me was TM Sankayan Aier of the Riyadh Toastmasters Club. This was the same person who beat me in the Table Topics contest during the Area 1 conference held last April.  And I also remember, he beat me last year in the International Speech contest also in Area 1 conference. Score: Sankayan- 3, Nathan - 0.

There were actually five contestants and these five were the finalist or winners among the 5 different Areas of the Division A.  TM Mohammed Al Hajeri represented Area 38, TM Sunila Chaku from Area 22, TM Federico Delfin who was the 3rd place winner comes from Area 4, TM Sankayan the champion comes from Area 1, and I represented Area 5.  Many Toastmasters said that it was tough contest and we had very close fight.  Considering TM Sunila was the division champion three years back, TM Al Hajeri was a champion 4 years back, TM Delfin was the champion in 2005 & 2004, and TM Sankayan was a 5 times champion; the fact that I beat three other former champion was already a feat by itself.

I was happy, of course.  Initially, I just thought of joining the contest and said "let's get through with this".  It never crossed my mind to join-to-win.  All I wanted was to participate and make a good performance.  Now that I have the 2nd price, well... that's a consolation.





Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Eighteen Months Later

How fast time flies.

Eighteen months ago, I complained that my life became boring and predictable. When family joined with me here in Saudi Arabia last Sep 2009, I was forced to change my daily routine. With heavy heart I dropped all my outdoor activities, taking photos halted almost to nada, and I literally stopped using my laptop computer. I didn't even have the chance to watch movies anymore - my kids owns my TV and use them all the time.

To fill up the void left by photography, I choose to get more active with Toastmasters. I have done a lot both in the club level and in the Area Level. Well, I help setup four new clubs under my sleeve, I recruited 15 new members, was appointed chairman of the Speaker's Bureau of Division A, and was appointed Assistant Governor both in Area 5 and in Area 1, and this is not to mention my personal achievements in my Leadership and Communication Awards.

On the first count, I was dead wrong that my life was boring and predictable. Certainly, my family added spice to my outside activities. My daughter Jasmine was famous among Indian Toastmasters and my adorable wife Pinky, gee... she became a sensation of her own as she became a sought after Masters of Ceremony and Guest Speaker.

On the second count I was wrong because even if stopped my photography, Comsofil gave me something else better. They allowed me to handle photography classes. And the sweet thing is... my students founded a group called "Shutters Guild" which is now the home of the rising photographers of the city.

On the third count I was wrong because when I dropped my outside activities - involving mostly of parties and booze - I found something else better. I found the CFC-FFL community which greatly help us improve our spiritual life and made us better person.

More than everything else, changing my priority set my life to good path and the right direction. I gained the trust and win back the love of my wife, my children are far more closer to me than anytime back then, and more importantly... we are all happy.

Eighteen months later, I reflect back and say to my self: "this was the best days of my life so far, and yes! I thank thee Lord"

Monday, February 14, 2011

Dinner Date with our HH

Last Friday, our household leader Tito Wilson secretly convinced all the boys to bring our respective spouse to Tony Roma's for a dinner date. That would also serve as our Valentine's celebration aside from our typical bonding moment with each other. Well, all the boys agreed and they all planned for a good alibi so that the spouses would not suspect.

My alibi was "the BoC will meet us to discuss the issue on camera". Hehehe... this alibi actually sent some shivers on mommy's spine. Who would not be. Anyone would surely tremble on the thought of "one-on-one" with the church community overall leaders. I learned that Tito Arnel's alibi was "to meet and old classmate at Tony Romas", while Tito Willy's alibi was "to check if the venue is good".


Well, we actually surprised our spouses and certainly made them happy. We had sumptuous feast of beef steak, grilled chicken and lots of bread and french fries. Overall, we had one memorable Valentine's celebration.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Palm Crest JS Prom speech

Few days ago, tito Noel hinted the Palm Crest may invite me as judge and mommy Pinky as the guest speaker for their annual JS Promenade. He asked my permission if he can give my number to Tito Russell Malveda, which I readily agreed. Indeed a day later, Tito Russell formally invited me and mommy to their JS prom as judge and guest speaker, respectively.

You could guess happened next: mommy was frantic. She was angry with me why I accepted the invitation... and she started thinking of alibi on how to retract and decline the invitation. I was not affected though. This is just the typical mommy who always doubtful of her beauty and skill. She started to calm down when I promised to help her write the JS Prom speech. I know mommy trust my ability to create a good speech that is appropriate for the occasion.

Well, here I am now writing mommy's speech. The choice of words were mine, the structure and the transition. But the overall tone and content? It was all mommy's idea.

Here's the first draft of the speech:

Salutation

Palm Crest Board of Directors Mr & Ms Danny Lopez, Mr & Ms Russell Malveda, School Administrator Dr. Dominador Mangusad, School Principal Dr. Araceli Cabral, Academic Chairman Jacquiline Dela Cruz, School officials, our beloved teachers, and most especially to you the Junior and Senior students of Palm Crest International school… good evening!

Class Reminiscing

Twenty five years ago, I can still vividly remember my own JS Prom. Like any girl in our class, we all dream of wearing beautiful gown, walk with poise during the presentation, and to make that evening a night to remember. Indeed, it was a very memorable night for me, but not the way I wished it would be… only better!

What you see right now is the anti-thesis of my high school self. Before, I love to wear loose shirt and jeans, put on my favorite black sneakers, and carry with me my denim backpack. Safe to say, I was more of a boyish type than your typical cutie girl next door. Imagine how my classmates went into euphoria, when for the first time they saw me wearing a ladies’ gown. It was transformation beyond imagination, they say. And I believe it was!

Before the prom started, I intensely prayed that my partner would be my childhood crush - the school varsity and the hunk of the class. But lady luck did not smile at me. When I saw my escort, I almost fainted because it was not a dashing prince charming but a skinny and lanky lizard. Gee… my partner looks like he just woke up from a coffin.

But as the night goes by, I was surprise to found out that my lizard escort was a gentleman, he was funny and talented – he gave us an awe full version of Michael Jackson’s Thriller, and more importantly he delivered an inspirational speech that was full of wisdom. Needless to say, I was totally bewitched by the lanky lizard.

My JS prom story was simple but the lessons I gathered from it had a profound effect to my life and to my circle of friends. And that is what I wanted to share to you tonight.

{{ take a long pause while looking and smiling to the audience}}

Challenge for the Juniors

To all Juniors… (let me see the hands of the Juniors?)... please allow me to greet you “congratulations and welcome to the teenage and young adult life”. Tonight is your right of passage! You shall no longer be called girls but ladies, likewise to the male, you should no longer be called boys but instead gentlemen. You will soon take the first steps of how to manage yourself, on how to be a leader among your peers, and how to become inspirations to the younger generation in your school.

Collectively as a class, ahead of you is the responsibility to maintain, if not surpass, the level of achievements that the Seniors had achieved in the past years. In your own unique way, find your specialty and strength, and then make your school proud. Be competitive, be excellent, but keep your feet in the ground – be humble all the time. Next year, you have to take the shoes of the Seniors. You need to stand as the big brothers and big sisters of the Palm Crest International Schools. Be the model of discipline and be the face of what it is to be a real PCISian so that the young boys and girls of the school will wholeheartedly emulate you.

On a personal level, Juniors, this is your time to shine and be seen. Get out from the closet of insecurities; break free from the cocoon of doubts; take the bold step of knowing who you really are, and then explore of your own uniqueness.

I took my challenge twenty five years ago, and found myself as the Lady Pinky and not the boyish Pinky.

Once again, Juniors, welcome to the world of teenagers and young adults.

The marching Seniors

To the graduating class, our Seniors (let me see your hands please), congratulations and welcome to the real world. In just few weeks, you will be leaving the comfort and warm embrace of your alma mater – the Palm Crest International School. As you turn-over the helm of leadership to the Juniors, be proud of what you have achieved. I am sure that this year, you made your school proud.

You will soon walk the path that all of us – adults – had taken. A path that may defined your our own destinies and may shaped your our fates. Some of you may already know what course to take: Engineering, Medicine, Teaching, or you may choose to stay and help the family. Perhaps some of you are still doubtful. That is alright. Take your time, consider all your options and be certain of what path to take. Remember, there is no reset button in life: there are no exams and no grades … your decision will define who you will be in the future.

Tonight, I want you to look around and remember your teachers and peers. These are the people who help mold who you are today. Remember your teachers: they made sure that you have the right skills and knowledge to prepare for the next chapter of your life. Remember your peers: these are your buddies, your friends, and your partner in crime (just kidding). They are the memories of your high school life.

Pick a choice, make a decision and excel on that field.

Closing

Twenty five years ago, I made my choice. And I am happy to say that now, I am a successful educator… just like the way I wanted to be. My journey, by the way, was not easy. I have more downs than up, but it didn’t matter. What was more important was the learning experience every time I get up from a fall.

Oh by the way, you may ask: what happened to my skinny lizard escort? I can see you are giggling… you are curious, aren’t you?

I still get in touch with him. He became a successful family man and the last time I checked, he is no longer skinny but has big tummy. He is still a reptilian though, not a lizard but a big crocodile. This crocodile is no other than my beloved husband and partner in life.

Good luck to all of you. Be a successful PCISian.


Saturday, February 12, 2011

HH session


After the Induction program, mommy and I went directly to Tito Willy's place. We actually have a scheduled regular household schedule for our church community. Also, Tito Willy is celebrating his birthday.

We were late when we arrived but glad to say, they really waited for us. And you know what, they immediately confronted us regarding the issue on Tito Noel borrowing my cameras. They all tried to convince us that we should get the camera immediately.

Well... we actually followed their advice. After the household meeting, we went to Tito Noel's house and asked for the camera. Noel gave me the 20D (old one) saying he still needs the other one for this coming Wednesday's event at Palm Crest.

Comsofil Induction

With heavy heart, I took the responsibility to introduced the Guest Speaker during the Comsofil Induction ceremony. As mentioned in my previous blog, I was harboring this bad vibes with the arrogant Consul. Well, mommy seems not to agree. She thinks, I was arrogant. hehehehe.

Anyway, the program completed smoothly. I saw the consul made chika-chicka with the members of the Board of Directors especially among the ladies. And you bet, she stayed longer at the table of my wife. Hah! I beat him on that category... I have a beautiful wife! Could you see my smiles from ears to ears? Hehehehe... I think, I am just bitter and envious. Yey!

By the way, I did shake hands and exchange pleasantries with the consult. He deserves that (even if I am angry with him) and I think, he also deserves to be given a honeymoon period with new position. I know, we will bump each other again. Besides, the Filipino communities in Riyadh is closely knitted and small.

Looks like fate is testing at me

Last weekend, we invited the Philippine Charge de Affair as our guest speaker to the PRTC Induction of Officers. CdA Tago was not available so he send his 3rd secretary and vice consul Redentor Genotiva to represent him. We are okay with that arrangement, anyway they have done this before.

What irks us last week was the complain of the vice consul who threatened to walk out if we cannot pick him up at the compound gate within 5 minutes. Vice Consul was furious that he didn't found his name in the guest list. It turns out that his driver made a mistake of taking him to a wrong American compound. It was simple misunderstanding, we know that, but what irritated us the more is his arrogance to imply that it was all our mistake. Grrr... he refused when I offered a hand shake as he alighted from the vehicle. Instead, he took a cigarette and started puffing. I just let it pass, assuming the he didn't see my gesture of welcome. But that night, I promised myself not to invite him to any of our Toastmasters activity.

Then this week, I learned that the guest speaker of the Comsofil Induction of officer would be Vice Consul Genotiva. 'Nak ng... ano ba ito? Mommy was smiling when he learned that I will be the one who will introduce the speaker. "Gisungog jud ka sa kapalaran" (Fate is really testing you), she teased

With heavy heart, I did my research about this certain Vice Consul Redentor Genotiva. After an hour, I realize that he is just new in Riyadh having assumed the post last October 2010 - his first actually in foreign land. He is relatively a greenhorn in the field of public relation and social protocols. Furthermore, his credential is limited having assigned only to an obscure position as director of ocean concerns, and he has no significant contribution in the Philippines that warrants national recognition. Hmm... kaya pala!

Anyway, I did him a favor of making a good introduction. Honestly, I would not do that had it not been for my wife who asked me to be polite and nice. Mommy Pinky believes that this person would eventually grow up and understand the nitty-gritty of public service. Who know, he would turn out a good guy!

Friday, February 11, 2011

They are still worried

Tito Wilson called up twice this morning, and then Tita Vicky called up around lunch time. They were very much worried that Tito Noel Zaragoza failed to return the camera to us. According to Tita Vicky's words, the guy is not to be trusted because of the string of issues that is lining up against the person. Tita confided that Noel allegedly "misuse" over SR 200,000 starting from the separation of Tito Allan Carodan, the wedding planning for Tito Jim, cash debts and obligation to fellow member in the CFC-FFL Board of Council. Tita said that I should be worried that my camera would not returned to me.

In fairness, Noel had been good to us and he has not shown any signs of misdeed. We cannot judge simple because of our limited knowledge about the person. Mommy pointed out though, that Noel borrowed the 1st camera since June of last year and the 2nd camera since last month. It is not fair that he is using my gear for any personal profit-oriented activity.

Hmm... oo nga naman, mommy is right!

Later in the afternoon, I called up tito Noel and ask if he can join tomorrow at the Comsofil Induction. I also him to bring the cameras... which he readily agreed.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

now... i am angry

Last night, my blog was the avenue to I expressed my disappointed with TM James on the way he answered my query regarding the Area 5 contest. Now, the tempo was raised on the higher - we exchanged heated email.

I called up TM Willy to explain my side. I also cleared it out that he is not included in the list of those who I am angry at, and ensure him that it's just between me and James. Later in the morning, I responded to the buzz of TM Roi. I guess, he was surprised with the chilly exchange of emails. Like what I said to TM Willy, I told him that I was very disappointed with the way TM James handled my query. TM Roi warned me that the entire Area 5 officers were included in the mailing list, and thus it would not look good if we further exchange bad words. I assured him that I will stop replying on the email and ... move on. hehehee....

here's my last email reply to James:

Dear Mr Area Governor,

You are not the one who will be competing in the Area contest but we, the winners of the club contest. I would really appreciate if you have the temerity to ask if we are available on a scheduled date. You can simply do this through channels (our club officers) or you can speak to us directly. If you had been on our shoes - winners, then perhaps you would understand the feeling of what it is to be deprived of change to compete in the the area level.

For the record, I didn't ask in this email to move the date, but I simply requested for information on how the March 25 was selected.

And yes, I apologize because I didn't know that your role as Area governor calls for prerogative to decide on this matter. I would love to be corrected provided you can point this out in the Area Governor's manual or in the Toastmasters International rules. Lastly, as your assistant governor I would love to follow the direction of a leader in the Area, had I only found it.

Thank you for pointing out that as matured and professional Toastmasters we should move on. I will move on and remember that I was not given a change to compete because our leaders didn't inform us personally that resulted to conflict of schedule. Email is never an official way to inform your members, unless previously agreed.


Sincerely,


Nathaniel Amores, ACG/ALB
PICPA Riyadh Toastmasters Club Past President
Area 5 Asst Governor - Marketing
Division A Speakers Bureau Chief


From: James Taruc
To: TM Nat ; Himalayan-TM Mariam Khurram ; Himalayan-TM Sarwat Ahmed ; Himalayan-TM Najma Fazal Makki ; Himalayan-TM Fayyaz Ashraf ; TM Tahira Hoke-PSU ; TM Tahira Hoke ; TM Sara Afif-PSU ; TM Madawi Al-afaliq-PSU ; TM Arwa Al-Hajji-PSU ; TM Rawan Al-Furaih-PSU ; TM Arnold ; TM Reina Tejano ; Perlito Lastimoso ; PSME-Resty Sibug ; fortz03@yahoo.com; neil.reguine@gmail.com; marvin.mayo@hotmail.com; HRC TM - TM Reem Alali ; zkenkar@hotmail.com; good.4.ever@hotmail.com; TM Willy Ignacio ; TM Willy Ignacio ; TM Guillermo Del Mar ; TM Guillermo del Mar
Cc: TM ROi ; TM John Erick
Sent: Wed, February 9, 2011 1:39:34 PM
Subject: RE: REMINDER: Notice: Area Level Speech Contest (Area 5)


Dear TM Nathan,

It seems that from the moment I have sent the email on December 25, you failed to check this notice. I am just wondering right now, February 8, that you are poking this obvious question of yours...is it because you will be on vacation on that date and I failed to move it on your request?

You are sending this email because you will be a contestant in the area and not as an area officer who should have always the interest & enthusiasm to inquire in every Area activity.

The dates were agreed on by fellow Area Governors and it will remain as prerogative of the Area Governors, regardless of who the potential contestants are...whether they will be here on that date or no...As your AG, I believe that announcing the Area Contest date (March 25) have given the club presidents ample time to advise their club members.

I understand if you have bitterness that you could not compete in the Area Contest but this is life...as matured & professional toastmasters, we should move on...


James Edward S. Taruc, CC/ALB
Area 5 Governor, Division A, District 79
Toastmasters International
Contracting and Construction Enterprises (CCE)
Tel No.: 01-416 1122 x 2125; Fax No. 01-416 1948
Mobile No.: 055 020 5381

"Speak, for tomorrow is uncertain"

P
How many trees were cut to make papers? Think twice before printing.







Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2011 02:04:57 -0800
From: nathan_amores@yahoo.com
Subject: REMINDER: Notice: Area Level Speech Contest (Area 5)
To: tupusg_ovp@hotmail.com; marriam.khurram@gmail.com; sarwatahmad@yahoo.com; najmamakki@yahoo.com; fayyazashraf@yahoo.com; muhajjabah@yahoo.com; thoke@pscw.psu.edu.sa; sara.afif@yahoo.com; madawi.s.alafaliq@gmail.com; arwa_08_h@yahoo.com; rwteefa@gmail.com; arnold_valeriano@yahoo.com; reina.chrystia.5@gmail.com; pupung101@yahoo.com; engr_resty@yahoo.com; fortz03@yahoo.com; neil.reguine@gmail.com; marvin.mayo@hotmail.com; mba.alali@hotmail.com; zkenkar@hotmail.com; good.4.ever@hotmail.com; willyignacio@hotmail.com; willy@jarirbookstore.com; guillermodelmar@yahoo.com; gdelmar@pbad.sbg.com.sa
CC: roi@safari.com.sa; ericktapales@yahoo.com

Dear Mr. Area Governor,

I would like to request for information on how the date March 25 was identified as the Area 5 contest date. I as member of the Area 5 council was not informed about this nor there has been any Area council meeting to decide regarding this matter.

Should there be email correspondence to this effect, please do not assume that we all read emails daily. I would humbly request to call us or inform us personally.


Respectfully yours,

Nathaniel Amores, ACG/ALB
PICPA Riyadh Toastmasters Club Past President
Area 5 Asst Governor - Marketing
Division A Speakers Bureau Chief

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Disappointed

Past seven in the evening, I went to Elite International School to attend the annual humorous speech contest of PRTC. I was one of the judges who selected TM Roi Ontiveros as 3rd place winner, TM Sheila Marie Tan as 2nd place winner, and TM Donnie Ray Aquino as humorous speech champion. I could say, the contest run smoothly and overall was successful.

It was after the contest - while having snacks - when I learned that TM James scheduled the Area 5 contest on Mar 25. This news came as a surprise because there was no prior inquiry from the Area Leaders on whether the contestant would be available on the said date. When I seek for clarification from James, I was caught off guard when he arrogantly responded that it was decided by the Area Governors.

Who said that these matters are decided by the governors alone? Gee... that should not be. Each governor has an area council who should collectively decide on matters like this. James as the Area 5 governor, never even lift a finger to call a meeting during the past six months.

I was so furious I walked out of the room to get some fresh air. I was so disappointed with how TM James was handling the affairs of Area 5.

Monday, February 7, 2011

They are too worried

Tito Wilson is worried.

He had been calling me since two weeks back and strongly advised me not to get involve - financially - with Tito Noel Zaragoza, a brethren in the community. I didn't take it seriously because I know Tito Noel. Besides, we have a constant communication and is currently planning for a project with our photography group. I even talk about this matter in passing with Tito Noel, and then totally forget about it.

Then this week, Tito Wilson called again. He sent a strong signal that the community is worried that I lend my two high end DSLR camera with Tito Noel. They advise that I should get it as soon as possible. Few minutes later, my wife informed me that Tita Vicky also called her regarding the same concern. We just smiled and brush aside the matter because we trust Tito Noel that he will return the camera soon.

This morning, Tita Pochie called up and warned me not to trust Tito Noel. An hour later, Tita Vicky called up and disclosed how Tito Noel allegedly mishandled the severance money of Tito Allan, on how he mismanage the wedding plan of Tito Jim, and his current obligation of US$1,000 with the church community.

Wow! That was big. I could not believe that Tito Noel could do such thing. I remember Tito Noel talking about an issue with Tito Jim but it was more on receipt liquidation and nothing more. I never heard of Tito Allan's severance pay.

I called Tito Noel, nevertheless, but didn't disclose any of the above. We just talk about Emerson who owes him SR3,000 and the current project of Shutter's Guild. We agreed that he will pass by at the house tomorrow night to bring the camera so I can clean it up in preparation for the Feb 17 JS Prom for Palm Crest School.