My daughter KC is a thirteen years old girl, who is so boyish. When one “compares” her to other cross culture youngsters (I mean Filipina-German offsprings) here, one would say she’s different because she doesn’t look girly at all with all those bling-blings and other fancy things. KC is not really a loner but she prefers to stay home and study or practice some soccer kicking techniques instead of hanging out with her friends/classmates. When I buy her a dress, you bet she’ll only wear it once and then dump/hide it later somewhere in the rearmost part of her closet. She’d rather wear wide t-shirts with jeans along with her favourite cappy. Other kids at her age, already have a boyfriend or let say they already know how to flirt. These girls do wear make-up and are fashion victims. I however has nothing against to that and besides, it is none of my business. And on the other hand, it is part of their growing process and kids grow up in invidual manner or ways. I came to mentioned this part because the mothers of these kids has no restraint to creticize the appearance of my daughter, and folks take note, they say it directly to my child when I am not beside her. It is not seldom that KC came to me crying. It hurt me as well but I can’t do anythingelse than to give her comfort. I think if people could just stop judging people by their looks, if they will try to look at the inside of a person instead, I am sure they would see something beautiful. For after all TRUE beauty lays in the inside. Isn’t it?

Well anyways, so much about that. I actually wanted to tell the world that the boyish girl whom people looked down is a gifted one. When KC was three, she already played soccer like adult. Now, she is a member of “LFSM Mädchen Fussball Mannschaft”. I don’t know the exact translation of this in english but it simply means that she became an official member of the girls soccer team. I may sound bragging, but tell you what? Their team is the best in NRW region. Last week (while I was playing teacher), she received a gold medal for individual performance.

KC’s talent is not only in sport but also in drawing. Her works got awards thus their school director told us to send her to the University of Art later when she finished Gymnasium (she’s on the 8th grade now).

That’s all well and good but KC has a very different aspiration. Her dream is to study medicine - specializing in pediatrics, because according to her…she wants to go with us when we retire in the Philippines. She said she will work there and help less fortunate children in Davao on her free time. I know that KC is indeed still very young to make such plans. What she has in mind now could change by the time she gets older. It could either become true or not, but what really counts at the moment is her thought of helping the needy children. God bless you my child, möge deine Träume wahr werden…

Can you ever imagine me as a teacher? Hehehe, I can’t imagine it myself either but hey, I am hired as substitute webdesign instructor for this entire week. I’ll be teaching in the same school where I took my continuing education on webdesign. Am I competent for the job? Yes I think so, orelse they wouldn’t call me at all if my qualifications is not sufficient enough. Anyways, before they got my yes, I asked the secretary first how much they are going to pay me. I beg your pardon if I sound so direct but, I am dead straight when it comes to work and finacial matters. I mean, I’m not going anywhere if at the end I have more loss than gain. To make the story short, everything is perfectly fine and so I grabbed the chance with both hands.

I know I had been posting the whole time about how tired I am and etc. Literally I am. But on the other hand, we need the money for our future plans. And hey, working as “instructor” is surely very interesting. I haven’t done this before so I am sure it’s fun (I hope).

I can understand if some people will say I am such a whiner, but don’t worry, I will not object to that. I really became a grumbler during the last few months. It is embarrassing but I just can’t help it. Well, I’m at menopausing age now so I guess this is the reason why I’m soooo moody. Whoa, how horrible! This is the moment I feared the whole time, but…it’s just the way it is.

Oh oh, now I should learn how to cope with my mood swings if I don’t want to become a witch one day with those moles on the nose.

Image from Red Hot Flush

Sorry dear blog, and sorry beloved friends for not being with you for several weeks. I simply got no time to update and bloghop due to so many things. At this very moment, how I wish I am somewhere in another place, a place where I can go to unwind, a place where I can be alone and find solitude. So I can empty my mind, relax my nerves and rest my tired body even just for a very short while…