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1st place]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 14:31:48 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/184-1/Emily Dy_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/184-1/Emily Dy_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
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My Mom Rocks - evite]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 12:29:38 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/148-3/Trina Ong_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/148-3/Trina Ong_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
Mom the sentimental junkie. When I was young, I’d call her our treasure chest. Costumes, stationeries and pendants, you name it she has it. Now I classify her collection as vintage. ☺ She keeps EVERYTHING. Even the Tooth Fairy couldn’t trick her into giving up my precious milk teeth.

Mom the pack-rat. Despite the amount of dust collected through years of keeping, you never know when you’ll need that ink-less fountain pen which coincidentally doubles up as a knife used to slash open an envelope.

Mommy Irony. A neat freak when it comes to personal hygiene yet orderliness doesn’t show in our house. She claims it’s easier this way. True enough, we run to her when we can’t find what we’re looking for. Mommy knows every nook and every cockroach there is in the house.

Growing up, mom made it clear to me that she trusts I can make my own decisions. She’s there to guide, not to interfere. Mom never failed to maintain that sense of familiarity, comfort and belonging in our home. She loves people I love and dislikes people I dislike. She listens to me when I rant about anything but is always careful not to pry on things she feels I don’t want to share. She respects my individuality.

Lastly, mom rocks because she knows quite well that I can’t write for a living, yet when she gets to read this, I know that this will still make her heart melt. That’s my mommy Fely ☺

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The Choice She Made
(Gail Pelayo)

With whatever remaining strength she can gather, she stopped whimpering after my aunt told her that I was crying endlessly. She looked at me and with a softened face she tried hard to bear the pain and kept herself from moving restlessly. It was the last show of courage my mother exhibited before she succumbed to cancer. She chose to overcome the pain just to console me. For me, if there is anything that exemplifies the power of choice humans have over their circumstance, it is this; and if there is anything that my mother taught me about life, it is being courageous and the extent to which we can make choices for our own good or for others regardless of the situation. She cannot run away from it even if she wanted to: for sure she bargained, for as many as one can imagine and with whatever she has left just to be relieved of the suffering; and at times when her will failed her, she asked to be taken earlier than to live the remaining days in agony. Valium and morphine did not do much than to take her consciousness for most of the time, yet at that moment, she chose to be a mother to her grieving child. At times when confronted by a seemingly insurmountable difficulty, I turn to this memory. I find inspiration in the fact that humans, even in inescapable situations and in their greatest agony, can rise above the challenge with grace and dignity.

With this, I know my mother rocks!]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 12:05:09 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/97-3/Relinda Tan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/97-3/Relinda Tan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
If you were to ask me why my mom rocks the most aside from having a great sense of fashion, It is not because she’s part of a very famous rock band but simply because she loves me. When I was a baby even without a rocking chair my mom would rock her whole body to help me go to sleep so I would feel safe and warm.

Even though at times work kept her busy, when it comes to my needs especially my health, she’s my doctor. For her, Family comes first before work.

In my second year in high school we had a project wherein we are to bring 6 pictures of people whom we think portray Jesus as a person. Bringing my mom’s photo that time, I would decide if she is Jesus as Lord, Son of God, Prophet, Priest, King, or Christ. After a few times of thinking, I placed her photo beside the word Christ. Why Christ? Because she has always sacrificed her life for me to show me a world full of joy and hope like Jesus did through the cross. She accepted me despite my imperfections and never gave up on me when I experience failures. Her faith is as strong as a rock and from then on, she made me realize how important God is in my life. Hence, She is a model not only for clothes but also a role model for others.
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Mother, daughter, wife and woman – these are just some of the words that would help me describe who my mother is to the world but, honestly, I’ve used broad terms to describe my mother because she is still a mystery to me. I’ve never had the opportunity to know my mother very well because she has to work in another country to provide the necessary finances that support the lifestyle that I have gotten used to. She left when I was still young but she would make quarterly visits back to the Philippines to see me. Most parents would condemn her for leaving me when I was still a child, but I’m proud that she even has the courage to take the road most parents wouldn’t even think of taking. My education, the clothes on my back, the well-maintained life that I now enjoy are all because of her sacrifice to give me a better future. These all directly contributes to my growth and well-being as a person. The dignity that I now experience is because of the fact that she made painful sacrifices to give me a world where people respect who I am as a person.]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:56:08 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/108-3/Kurt Patrick Enriquez_s mom.png?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/108-3/Kurt Patrick Enriquez_s mom.png?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
My mom does not rock at all. She is not a superstar nor is she not an international icon. We do not travel nor go out often just to explore new places. She gives allowance that is just right for my everyday expenses. However, these are also the same reasons why I am so proud to be her son. I have learned that it is not in traveling that my experiences will widen. Each day is a new day and so are the things I see and people I encounter each day. Furthermore, I have been able to maximize any amount she gives because she was successful in imparting to me the value of the hard-earned money she puts in my account.
My mother is not perfect. She sometimes nags about the same issues over and over again. In addition, she sometimes does not have time for us because there are a lot of things to do in her jewelry store. But I love her just for the fact that she is my mother and she has been with me all through out my life. I am contented with who she is and how she acts. My mother may not be ideal but I know that what she shows is real.
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My mom is one of the greatest characters in my life. She's the one person keeping me sane at home. She always understands where I'm coming from and tries to help me get through everything that bothers me. My mom is also one of the most generous people in the world. Not only does she give her all for us two brothers, she tries to help everyone else she can in her own ways. She's taught me to be as kind and caring as herself.

She's a true testament to human dignity because she always acknowledges the importance of family. She always reiterates the kind of brother-relation I should have with my brother. Whenever I think of something, I must always take my brother into consideration and try to include him. This is what she's teaching. She pushes us to be more together with each other because we can never change the fact that we're brothers and that we cant grow without each other. She says that whenever the other is in need, we must never hesitate to help. She's taught me human dignity even before I knew what dignity means.

My mom continues to be the witty and caring mother she's always been. Her name is Chris, and I love her.]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:54:26 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/119-3/Haizell Anore_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/119-3/Haizell Anore_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
I have always been vocal about how I consider my Mom as my bestfriend. I have told her everything about myself – my problems, my insecurities, my dreams, my crushes, probably everything in my life. She has supported me in every step of my growth and development. When she discovered of my interests in studying, she bought a complete set of encyclopedia out of our tight budget. She pursued my interests and I entered school at the age of two as saling pusa. Starting schooling in a private Montessori, it was hard for me to adjust to a public school when we had to transfer because of a financial crisis. I was bullied not only by my classmates, but also by their parents and even the teachers. I was not allowed to take a reading test and they sent me directly to section 8, the second lowest section in first grade. My Mom immediately talked with the teacher. She would stay from the moment she took me to school until she picked me up in the afternoon. She would bring lunch to school and eat together in a picnic style. I eventually met good kids who until now are my friends. I adjusted well in my teenage years, achieving both in academic, sports and having good sets of friends. I graduated valedictorian in elementary, salutatorian in a science high school and currently in senior year of BS/MS Chemistry in Ateneo de Manila University as a scholar. She is still my bestfirend.]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:53:39 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/125-3/April Margaret Cuence_s mom.JPG?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/125-3/April Margaret Cuence_s mom.JPG?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
“My mama always told me that ‘Life is like a box of chocolates.” Well, my mama made me watch the movie that said that “Life is like a box of chocolates.” My mama always had her own way of helping me learn things about life. She never forced me to do this and to do that. She just always told me what would be probably be good and I believed her. Minimal pressure to excel. And I love her for that.
As a kid, my mom always let me experience life as freely as it could be helped. I could decide when to eat, when to sleep, what I wanted to do, and who I wanted to be with. She rarely stood in the way and showed her support for as long as she could help it. You could probably say that my mom spoiled me with freedom. I would admit to it.

However, more than that, she taught me more about the possibilities that life could hold without telling me so. My mother always let me experience life in a way that few of my peers could even begin to fathom. My mother didn’t teach me about life by telling me that it was a box of chocolates, she showed me what life could offer early, and showed me what life without those gifts would be later on.



*the picture attached is of my mom and my newest baby brother, Zac. :)]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:51:29 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/128-3/Andrea Juan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/128-3/Andrea Juan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
What makes my relationship with my mother different is that we have to fit all our drama- the fights, happy and sad moments - into the two weeks in a year that we are physically with each other- if we’re lucky, it can span up to two months but that rarely happens. As a child, I had more freedom than most children my age did. I believe that my freedom stemed from the fact that my mom allows me and trusts me enough to make my own mistakes and learn from them. She sees the importance in falling down and learning to stand up on your own. My mom has always been my idol; she has exuded strength even in the midst of death, pain, separation and loneliness. This is why I believe that contrary to common misconception, a woman should be strong and decisive. She taught me that no matter how huge an obstacle might seem, if I’m passionate enough about something then I can and will get through all the hurdles which I will encounter. This gave me the insight that I am just as good as anyone else, no matter how much smarter, or richer or more influential their families are. She taught me that if work hard enough, if I earn and deserve something, then I’ll get it. It is through her that I realized how unique I am and how I can use this to be the person I want to be.]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:50:51 +0800 http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/138-3/Relynette Tan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D http://mymomrocks.i.ph/photo/rsslink/d/guest/138-3/Relynette Tan_s mom.jpg?uh=WSm%2FIh8ATcCnFHVwFjsOBtRe0lI%3D
The Ray of Light that Makes my World Bright
by: Relynette Tan

Since I was young, my mom never failed to meet my needs. She always puts her family first. She works six days a week and still makes time for us. I am about to start high school and I worry about how I will take on the challenges to come but one look at my mother’s achievements and I am to be reassured because I realize that if a person can do the things that she has then any other person can do great in something as simple as high school. Growing up, I wanted to do many things from being a baker to a veterinarian, even to becoming the next Steve Irwin! In those times my mother would always support me, tell me to study and work hard so that I can be what I want to be. Of all the things she’s told me this is the one thing that stuck, “I’m contented with whatever makes you happy, be what you want to be because what good is doing something when your heart is set on something else. If there is one thing that I want to and can be sure to leave you with it’s your education because with that, you can go far to reach your dreams.” There are times when I want to make her mad but most of the time I just want to make her happy and proud of me because even though she sometimes drives me crazy, she is still my “mama” and I love her.
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Imelda Quibranza-Dimaporo]]> photo Sun, 10 May 2009 11:41:44 +0800