p12In Search for Meaning and Value in LifeThere was once a teenager who was curious andasked her Dad saying, “Dad, how come the tree infront of our house is leaning?” By the time sheknew it, her Dad told her….that, “ and this is herstory about a… “The Leaning Tree”V OLUME 2, ISSUE 1After coming home from the laundrymatt, two teenage girls and their Dad werepulling black plastic bags up the stairs of their house. Whenthe job was almost done, the older of the two sisters askedtheir dad a question, “Dad, how come the tree in front of thehouse is leaning?” she asked.The Leaning TreeThe younger sister looked at the tree that was out in front of their house. Shewas sort of surprised that she didn’t really notice it herself since that tree has beenthere since they were little kids. Now that she thought about it, the tree remindedher of a giant lopsided mushroom.Their Dad replied, “The tree wasn’t supported when it was still young, so itended up growing the way it is now, leaning on its side. Just like you and yoursister, if your Mom and I would not put sticks (instill discipline in you) while youare still young, you would grow-up leaning like the tree with a crooked direction inlife. Also, It’s like if you don’t cut the vines of a bush, all the vines will grow in allsorts of directions. That’s what your mom and I are doing to you; we sometimeshave to guide by scolding so you can live good lives, especially if you seem not tobe paying attention when we talk and give you advice.”The two girls started laughing. The younger was imagining her sister andherself as grape vines growing in all sorts of directions. Their dad has to prune thevines by scolding at them for not keeping their living room, neat and organized.That was a funny sight. That conversation reminded her of the nail and thehammer conversation, “that they will not get things done unless told to do so.” After thelaughing died out, all three of them went inside the house to eat lunch with their Lola.When I think about the day my Ate Nini asked our Dad about the tree, Irealize that there is a lesson in it. For example, compare a young tree to a youngperson. If the tree stands alone it could end up leaning on its side. If it’s supportedby sticks it could grow straight. If a young person grows up with no support, s/hecould end up at a dead end. If they have support from others, they could grow uphaving a good life. Once they are settled in, they can help themselves and others,who do not have the support they need and help them have good lives of their own.Amerina N. MendozaVisit our website at: www.cydf821philippines.com for more information
♦♦V OLUME 2, ISSUE 1Time To Blossom♦ A seed is planted. It is watered and cared for and warmed by the womb of the soiland the rays of the bright smiling sun. A pop comes from the seed and out comes ababy seedling. A scrunched frown on its face as the sun grins down, the little one opensone eye and blinks to take in the fatherly warmth of the sun. A cooling breeze comesand sooths its worries. Mother Nature comforts it with its soft melodies playing in thespringtime air. The little one looks around, curious of its surroundings. Little creaturescome and greet their newly addition to the family. Finally, after three long weeks in thetummy of the soil, the baby seedling has decided to come out and play with the rest ofthe children. The little creatures introduce themselves to the new seedling and theyenjoy each other’s company as the elders watch and bathe in the laughter of theirRita II N. Mendoza products. Night comes and all of the world drowses to sleep. Baby seedling yawns itsyawn and drifts to la la land. Weeks later, as it seems like years, baby seedling hasgrown taller with the help of father sun and Mother Nature. Baby seedling is now a beautiful plant that is almostthree feet tall. Dark green leaves with a texture so soft yet so dangerous if treated wrongly. Stems that branch fromits backbone filled with buds of incoming life forms.There are many kinds of seeds in the world. Each one is different and special in their own way. Just like we peopleare different and yet special in our own little way. Though different, all living things live a walk a path very similarto one another. Each seed goes through a process that we like to call “life”. Each life is a new adventure set out infront of it, waiting to be explored and known about. The seed is planted and taken care of by Mother Nature andthose who feel the need to help the little baby seed to grow. It is watered, it is cradled in the womb of the soil, thesun shines its warming rays to guide the dear seed. The seed then pops out of its shell and out comes a sprout ofnew beginnings, new adventures, more stories to tell. We begin in the womb of our mothers that is our home for afew months, a home we know not much of but one that is warm. We come out when the time is right and we crybecause we miss our old homes. The homes we have grown out of. Here, we are born into a new dimension.A tree has a fence around it. This tree is you. The fence is your parents. You are safe. The fence, your parents,protects you, the tree. Wind sometimes comes and blows at you, leaves, knocking some down, hurting you, yetsome heal them by letting your leaves flow, your personality fly. A rain sets in and you’re showered in endlesstears. Endless until they stop with some sunlight to brighten your day, a friend. A friend will always be there, inyour heart. You know they will come and even shoo away the hurting drops of the world. The fence is still strong,still helping you upright. Helping you go on with a push, guiding you still. You stay up alive and proud, forgettingthe small ones below as you rise to the top. The small ones seem to get smaller every inch you grow up, and up.You don’t know if your friends are your friends because they like you or because they want to be like you. Youlook around you and wonder why everything is changing. The winds are different, your friends change. The sungives you rays of light; it could help you or hurt you. Chirping critters nest in your branches, helping them keepalive as your parents have helped you. A motherly figure you have become, tall and strong, keeping thoseunwanted away, holding those who mean most to you. After what seems like forever has gone by, the once inferiorfence that held you up through all those times has slowly fallen away. Soon, it disappears. Your parents have goneaway and cannot come back. Only in the memories stored away deep in the branches of your heart can you bringrealization that nothing lasts forever and that cherishing everything you have is what you have to do in life. Askingfor more than you need is unnecessary so we must learn nothing stays forever. Leaves tumble down with the windand to the ground. Only time will show when things will happen. Live life to the fullest!A seed from a packet, planted in the groundPat it down nicely, spraying water aroundRays of the sun to give a little pushSome nesting underground, a pinch in the tushYears go by, a tree has grownBranches of wonders, leaves of adventuresA quilt of stories is sown.p13♦All of a beginning of something waiting to blossom into something more than you will ever know. Newbeginnings, a new story waiting to be unfolded. A curious start as we grow into beautiful flowers that will becherished in the future.Visit our website at: www.cydf821philippines.com for more information