Choices

When people ask me to define love, I say, "Love is like handing someone a gun, having them point it at your heart, and trusting them to never pull the trigger." (Sponge Bob)

When they ask me why I laugh at my mistakes and even write them with pride in my blogs, I say, "I'm not crazy. I just don't give a damn!" (Daffy Duck)

When one time I was conducting a group activity, a student asked what road sign I love the most, I said, "I like dead end signs. I think they're kind. They at least have the decency to let you know you're going nowhere…" (Bugs Bunny)

And when for the nth time a friend would ask me what do I get from writing, I'm not even sure if there are good old souls out there visiting my site, I just smile and say, "Kung gusto mong maging manunulat, eh di magsulat ka. Simple." (Bob Ong)

And last night when Eva said she wants to quit from her work because nobody believes in her, her boss got mad at her, she doesn't even have friends at her agency, and she's crying like hell, I said, "Either you stay to prove your worth or you quit and just show them you're a loser, you have to strive for your happiness." (MY original)

My CHOICES: I remained believing in love. I continued spicing up my mistakes and rewriting my life, accepting failure but keep on dreaming until words would fade into thin air.

Oct 25, 2007

Intellect of a Woman

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.

Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out.

She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, "Good morning, Ma'am.

What are you doing?"

"Reading a book," she replies, (thinking, Isn't that obvious?)

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her.

"I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading."

"Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment.”

"I'll have to take you in and write you up."

"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with sexual assault," says the woman.

"But I haven't even touched you," says the game warden.

"That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment."

"Have a nice day ma'am," and he left.
Indeed, “Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.”


To Marianne, my UP and Shelfari online-mate, thank you for providing me this vignette. I truly appreciate your friendship and the strength of your character. Not all women can be so tough like you in moments of grief and sorrow. We may not have known each other personally, but through your prose, you inspire me to pursue my passion in writing, sacrifice for family and love for children with special needs.

For all Women, if you have read this, remember your intellect and strength in your character. Never allow yourselves be abused and misused.

4 comments:

Marianne said...

Marjo!

You almost made me cry!!!

Salamat. Salamat You know, your email arrived at the moment when I am thinking of going abroad to work as a domestic helper. My mother demands that we foreclose our house and have it assumed. Many sad things I have to consider today. But, thank you so much for making me feel special! You just gave me the strength that I really need right now.

You are a very good writer. I got no prettier adjective to describe you. Yes, I wanted to be a writer. I have not given up on it. I just do not have the time and energy to spend on that passion. And you write so well. Please continue to inspire me... all of us. When things would fall into place for me and Queenie... I can tell all my stories.

Keep in touch!

God bless you!

Marjo said...

Marianne, I may not know you too well, but your words strike the right notes... and writers will always be able to read those notes beyond the words. Hope you keep in touch.

Sandy Carlson said...

There you go! That's a good little story.

Marianne said...

a former student emailed me this vignette...She s a strong, independent, & very bright woman.

She lent me her copy of Veronika Wants To Die. And she is a feminist in the making.