Paid in Full

Paid in Full

       My Not Really  So Quiet Dad and Mom But Now Perfectly Quiet Plus my False Prophet Yaya

 

Not so long ago when i was the most sought after teddy bear in my village ( because i am the shortest, i mean the cutest he he he), i have this most worth remembering experiences. Experiences because it happens almost every day.This almost daily scenarios leads and made me what i am now a person who loves to listen but also a person who needs somebody who will listen.

We have a helper who every morning before i will go to school will always ask me ... "who will you fight with today? How many wrong answers will you make today? How many time will you cry and teased and bullied today? Those are questions i can't answer right there and then but only when i come home. Needless to say, i got series and chapter by chapter of what she expects to happen to me.

Everyday i come home with bruises and tears. I tried to explain and tell her what happened, that i was harassed by terrorist and pirates, that i tried to rescue a damsel in distress, that i forgot to spell correctly Popye ... i mean Popeye but instead i was bombarded with a million and three questions. I tried to use our family abacus (we are Chinese) but the abacus exploded while i was computing all her inquiries and scoldings. The best thing i can do then is inhale and exhale and prepare my butt for may afternoon spanking delight.

Finally when she left, i can say that it is like a day and night difference. There's no more false prophet in the backyard he he he.And the cousin of Hamurrabbi is no longer in the house. I screamed " freedom!". My days where full of delight then because both my mom and dad came home after losing their business. But the little while of tranquility when our helper was gone was replaced by daily quarrel of my parents over money. 

It is like listening to cannon, mortar, grenade, missile and land mine explosion.Our house has turned into a battle field or in lighter sense it becomes the house of the flying daggers he he he.There are times that i come home still in tears and bruises and zero scores and also love stories sometimes.I come home with questions for my mom but they cant give me the answer. 

Every time i attempt to ask my mom i choose not to ask at all because she is grasping for air and was in and out between heavens gate and planet earth with St Peter attempting to usher her in.(She got asthma). So instead of me being cared, hugged by her it was me taking care of her. Instead of my mom listening to my stories it was me listening to her breathing and crying while hoping that she will not pass away.

I tried to turn to my dad hoping he can be of help because mom can't but it was of no avail because he is drowning in alcohol, beers, gins and tuba if there's no budget. But most of the time black label he he he. Pigadong sosyal he he he.So there's none actually who will listen to me. I was all by my self, though i don't wanna be but i'm all by my self coz there's no one.

So then i decided that i should be more of a listening guy than a person who needs to be listened to. But then i realized that i can't  fully live life if i will not accept the truth that this once most hug-able kid now turned into simply just loveable needs to be listened to (sometimes).My mom, my dad, gosh ! though they failed to listen to me but i thanked them for making me keen in listening even to the most kept emotions of my clients.It equipped me as a Speaker and Trainer and Disturber. 

My mom and dad were really quite fellows every time i am in deep deep trouble. But now they are 100 % totally, absolutely quite. Living in a very quite, tranquil Village that celebrates its special Festival On Nov. 1 and 2, ( you know that place for sure.) Ha ha ha ha. i can really laugh with how God equips somebody for his divine assignment. Ma, Pa how i wish you are here and see what you made me do. I miss you guys.I hope you both will be noisy when we met someday in heaven. That will be so long for sure, so just be patient guys.

The 100/0 Principle Movie

The 100/0 Principle Movie: The message in this short video is so simple, yet so powerful. If you "get it," not only will it make you a better person, but quite possibly...it will change your life.

You are magnificent

Dear friend,

Here's a simple message i made just for you. " You are magnificent and because you are i am encouraging you to go beyond what you think you can".

Much prayers for you,
Neil

The Search is Over

Back when  i was small and Christmas trees were tall i longed for somebody i can run to. Somebody who will listen to me who will inspire me and to accept me and somebody who believes in me.
I searched and waited. I need this person who will be there for me when i am down, when i got problems, when i am alone, when i am sick, when i got bruises. I need this person who will make me smile. Who will celebrate my birthdays with me.
I need someone who will be there when i am hungry. I need somebody who can be available 24/7.
Then he came.... I found....

Jollibee and he made me smile. He is available truly. He feeds me (after i pay he he he). But his presence did not fully satisfy me. I need somebody still, then Mc Donald came and now i have two buddies.They served me and they were there for me. Sadly, they are not always 24/7 for me. In some areas they are but in most places they are not. Then i met Burger King, Chow King and Goto King and like my two other friends they are great but not as great as the person i wanted to meet.

When they serve me, gosh... satisfaction at its best. But my search isn't over yet.I still long for somebody greater than any one. Around the world i searched (just Philippines actually he he he) and i did not found him but then something happened. He found me. He feeds me, He listened to me He is absolutely, one hundred percent everything, and He got something which my other good buddies don't have. "HE" is everywhere and He's everything. He really is.He's all that i need.

Hes all i need, Hes all i need JESUS is all i need. I will search no more.

You can be better or best. Just choose to be one.(My story)

I have observed early in my career as a Speaker, Trainer and Coach that the people who holds a high and impressive credentials were not the most successful and fulfilled individuals. Many of the successful people are the ones coming from poverty and failure. They don't really have impressive credentials.

Some of this people even had terrible school days and grades.Yet they learn from it all. From failure they rise with clear and high hope, determination and they choose to be unstoppable. When i was in my basic education years i am the most famous kid during the checking of exam papers and in the giving of scores and grades. Almost every one expects me to get the score of two.

Actually, my classmates ( all of them including my crush ) conspires to give me the score of two even if i get 4 because there is a satisfying and brain shaking laughter (parang fiesta lang) when my teacher calls for my score.The moment my teacher ask for my rating she says "Ko" (my last name) everyone in unison will shout 2 and they laugh. why? Here's the answer.... Ko 2.

I also receive a very humbling rate of F which means i failed, yet to comfort my self i always interpret it as Famous, Fabulous, Fascinating and Fazzar (like pasar, passed in English).I thought the red lines my teacher puts on the words i wrote on my essay paper where her favorite lines.( it was actually words spelled wrongly)

Yep i never had an impressive grades, rating and credentials but i am getting closer now to my satisfying, fulfilling and successful life.The Ko 2 before which means ... that tiny crawling creature on your scalp swinging and sliding on every strand of your hair and often times resting with a straw dug into to your scalp to suck the beauty and power from you has now become a different Ko 2. It is now a Ko 2 life. Because now i give hope, inspires people, push people to become and be at their best and coach people to reach their desired destination.

Wolverines

Years ago (when Nokia 33 10 was still the hottest phone) i was invited by friends to go to a bar and spend the rest of the evening over beers, hard drinks, music and women. I said "no way! i would rather be eaten alive by wolverines!" and i said it with all my lungs and face muscles.
My friends respects me so much and they know i would stand firm to my words and so they never bother bringing me along. Instead they bring in the wolverines .... sexy, gorgeous wolverines.

Don't call temptations in because they surely will come. I have learn a lot.When they come .... Run!