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    <title>Salamin - Growing Pains</title>
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    <description>...life is an optical illusion.</description>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 16:49:40 GMT</pubDate>

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    <title>Class Concert</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
            <category>Life In Japan</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#160;just want to share video clips of Aya playing the piano while practicing for her performance in their class concert. It&#039;s still a good two weeks away, but she has already memorized the notes by heart. I took her video so we can watch it together and see her mistakes. It&#039;s also a&amp;#160;pretty good way to evaluate her performance so we can correct errors and see how else we can improve it. Well, I&#039;m not a piano expert, so I just try to give suggestions based on what they learned in class so far. Maybe the piano experts among you could give suggestions and comments? &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/wink.png&quot; alt=&quot;;-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Without further ado, here are the videos&amp;#160;I&#039;ve uploaded to&amp;#160;YouTube:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/2IS7JGh0dFU&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;350&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;See the second piece here:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/218-Class-Concert.html#extended&quot;&gt;Continue reading &quot;Class Concert&quot;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 16:17:46 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Five Years Ago Today</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
            <category>Random Thoughts</category>
    
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    I was browsing through our old photos, when I chanced upon a couple of photos taken almost exactly around this time, five years ago: August 16, 2002. I couldn&#039;t help but feel so nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;
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What were the circumstances then?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_center&quot; style=&quot;width: 400px&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_img&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&#039;400&#039; height=&#039;300&#039; border=&#039;0&#039; hspace=&#039;5&#039; src=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/nanay_aya8-2002.jpg&#039; alt=&#039;&#039; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_txt&quot;&gt;Me and Aya, when we were both five years younger. &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 22:00:00 -0600</pubDate>
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    <category>aya</category>
<category>bahay kubo research</category>
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    <title>Practice Makes Perfect</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
            <category>Life In Japan</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;Due to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=1007&amp;amp;entry_id=205&quot; title=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bon_Festival&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bon_Festival&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot;&gt;O-bon&lt;/a&gt; festival/summer holidays, Aya&#039;s piano class won&#039;t meet for two consecutive weeks. But in order to make sure that the kids still get to practice their lessons even during the holidays, they were given sheets of paper where they will color objects corresponding to each day they practiced. If they have practiced for more than 4 times in a week&amp;#160; -&amp;#160;&amp;#160;they will get&amp;#160;nice stickers from the &lt;em&gt;sensei&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px&quot; height=&quot;300&quot; alt=&quot;IMG_2538&quot; src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/PracticeMakesPerfect_138DA/IMG_2538_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you think about it, there&#039;s absolutely nothing exciting about getting stickers on a piece of paper. But you know how kids are - they want to impress not only their &lt;em&gt;sensei&lt;/em&gt; but also their classmates. So I guarantee you that Aya will definitely make sure that she gets all her stickers at the end of the holidays.&amp;#160; &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/205-Practice-Makes-Perfect.html#extended&quot;&gt;Continue reading &quot;Practice Makes Perfect&quot;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 13:00:41 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Not So Easy</title>
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            <category>On The Serious Side</category>
            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;Whenever I am with Aya in Filipino gatherings, most of them would often inquire: &quot;How old is she?&quot; And after being told about her age, they would make the &lt;strike&gt;dreaded&lt;/strike&gt; expected follow-up question: &quot;So &lt;em&gt;kelan nyo susundan&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;em&gt;Wala pa ba kasunod&lt;/em&gt;? (So when&#039;s the next one? None yet?)&quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; width=&quot;249&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; unselectable=&quot;on&quot;&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;247&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px&quot; height=&quot;225&quot; alt=&quot;131-3188_IMG&quot; src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/NotSoEasy_E730/131-3188_IMG_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign=&quot;top&quot; width=&quot;247&quot;&gt;Aya and her gummy grin at 11 weeks&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Others are not so discreet and would&amp;#160;unabashedly tell it to my face: &quot;&lt;em&gt;Sundan nyo na&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;#160;(This would be literally translated, &quot;Follow it up!&quot; But perhaps &quot;Make another one!&quot; would be the&amp;#160;more appropriate translation.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Easier said than done, folks. We never said that we don&#039;t want more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In those situations, I usually just whip up my standard response: &quot;Yeah.&quot; &quot;Uhm....?&quot; &quot;We&#039;re trying.&quot; &quot;We&#039;ll wait and see.&quot;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You see, there&#039;s a&amp;#160;bit of a story before&amp;#160;our daughter&amp;#160;was successfully conceived.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/204-Not-So-Easy.html#extended&quot;&gt;Continue reading &quot;Not So Easy&quot;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 02:35:05 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Shichi-go-san</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
            <category>Life In Japan</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;When Aya turned three, I considered bringing her to the photo studio for the traditional shichi-go-san photos&amp;#160;- a perfect opportunity to take souvenir photos of her wearing a traditional Japanese kimono. But on the day when we finally went to &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=889&amp;amp;entry_id=182&quot; title=&quot;http://www.studio-alice.co.jp/&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://www.studio-alice.co.jp/&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot;&gt;Studio Alice&lt;/a&gt;, a photo studio near our place,&amp;#160;it was full of people and the staff were too busy entertaining their customers. We decided to just leave and come back next time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Days and months&amp;#160;passed by, and I completely forgot about the shichi-go-san.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Days before Aya&#039;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=890&amp;amp;entry_id=182&quot; title=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/176-Five-Years-of-Happiness.html&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/176-Five-Years-of-Happiness.html&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot;&gt;5th birthday&lt;/a&gt;, I realized that two years had already passed since I last thought about bringing her to the said photo studio. I didn&#039;t want to wait like we did last time, so I called the store and made an advanced&amp;#160;reservation. A&amp;#160;smart decision! &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=891&amp;amp;entry_id=182&quot; title=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20kimono%20backside_s_2.jpg&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20kimono%20backside_s_2.jpg&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot; atomicselection=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;aya kimono backside_s&quot; src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20kimono%20backside_s_thumb_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;183&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=892&amp;amp;entry_id=182&quot; title=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20glamour%20shot_s_1.jpg&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20glamour%20shot_s_1.jpg&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot; atomicselection=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-top-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; alt=&quot;aya glamour shot_s&quot; src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/Shichigosan_13539/aya%20glamour%20shot_s_thumb_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;169&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, as you can see from the pictures above, it was a rather successful photoshoot. You may view the rest of her pictures at our &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=893&amp;amp;entry_id=182&quot; title=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/9052418@N08/tags/shichigosan/&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://www.flickr.com/photos/9052418@N08/tags/shichigosan/&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot;&gt;Flickr album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what is the shichi-go-san, anyway?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/182-Shichi-go-san.html#extended&quot;&gt;Continue reading &quot;Shichi-go-san&quot;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 08:02:22 -0600</pubDate>
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    <category>aya</category>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
            <category>Special Occasions</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;Time flies. And as for growing children, time&amp;#160;flies even faster. How could it have been five years already since we took home this sleeping jewel in our arms?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The day after Aya was born, Baggy and I just stared at&amp;#160;this tiny breathing, wailing, demanding (don&#039;t you dare take your eyes off me), red and toothless thing - &lt;em&gt;you mean we really have to take&amp;#160;this home with us&lt;/em&gt;? As first-time parents, we were fraught with anxiety and fear.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sleepless, countless nights followed. We lost track of time;&amp;#160;day and night blurred into each other.&amp;#160;Food&amp;#160;became something&amp;#160;we just shoved into our mouths&amp;#160;to keep&amp;#160;ourselves going and going and going like the Energizer rabbit.&amp;#160;We were pushed beyond the limits we previously thought we would never dare&amp;#160;cross.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All because of her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; alt=&quot;ayaday2.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/WindowsLiveWriter/FiveYearsofHappiness_18EA/ayaday2.jpg_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/176-Five-Years-of-Happiness.html#extended&quot;&gt;Continue reading &quot;Five Years of Happiness&quot;&lt;/a&gt;
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    <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jun 2007 11:02:40 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Experiencing the Magic Kingdom</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    &lt;p&gt;I grudgingly woke up this morning, stiff and sore. My arms ached. My head throbbed. I&#039;ve got a stiff neck, probably from lying on the same position all night long. I was simply too exhausted the night before, after spending the whole day with my family and my sister&#039;s family at The Magic Kingdom of Tokyo Disneyland.&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#12288;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_center&quot; style=&quot;width: 300px&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_img&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&#039;300&#039; height=&#039;400&#039; border=&#039;0&#039; hspace=&#039;5&#039; src=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/mickeyminnie.jpg&#039; alt=&#039;&#039; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_txt&quot;&gt;Mickey and Minnie at the &quot;Huli Huli Ohana Bash Parade.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have&amp;#160;already lost count of how many times I have visited the place (I&#039;ve also been to Disneyland in Anaheim and Disneyworld, haha. Sucker.). Every time a relative from the Philippines visits us, we make it a point to bring them to this magical world where both adults and children can enjoy themselves in the make-believe world of Disney. As they say, there is no other place where adults can feel like children again. How else to describe it? You&#039;ve gotta see it to&amp;#160;know exactly what I mean.&amp;#160;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 02 May 2007 01:00:48 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Syamu Neko Kyodai</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    I woke up pretty early this morning - around 6:30 am - rarin&#039; to get out of bed and ready to go to work. It&#039;s Friday, last day at work, and I just want to get this day done and over with as soon as possible. Can&#039;t wait to get to the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_left&quot; style=&quot;width: 110px&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_img&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&#039;serendipity_image_link&#039; href=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/aya_yamaha.jpg&#039;&gt;&lt;img width=&#039;110&#039; height=&#039;81&#039; border=&#039;0&#039; hspace=&#039;5&#039; align=&#039;left&#039; src=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/aya_yamaha.bmthumb.jpg&#039; alt=&#039;&#039; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_txt&quot;&gt;Aya performs together with the other kids in her class. She is the second one from the right in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a few minutes, Aya got out of bed and looked for me. I thought it was unusual for her to wake up so early in the morning - usually, I have to create a grand ruckus in our bedroom just to wake her up. But today was different. She spoke hoarsely. Then when my hand touched her skin - yikes! She felt so hot. I knew instantly that she has fever. I measured her body temperature, and the thermometer gave a reading of 38.0 C.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Sigh. So much for my Friday. I sent emails to our group telling them that I won&#039;t be coming in for work. &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/sad.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-(&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt; Hey, work will always be there. Right now, my daughter needs me more than my work does. But I guess, I could also view it this way: I got my weekend earlier than I thought. &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 18:49:10 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Cut!</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    <author>nospam@example.com (kathy)</author>
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    Have you ever had your hair cut against your will? Because I have had my hair cut, oh-so-many times, by my own mother. I used to run away from her and lock myself in our bedroom, with her furiously running after me and demanding that I come right out and obey her.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why couldn&#039;t I have long hair like the other kids in our class? Why do I have to have my hair cut above the shoulder? Why couldn&#039;t I have long, shiny braids like the girls? I thought those braids looked so cool. But my mom would have none of it. She always got her way, of course. &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/sad.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-(&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt; But I vowed, once I had children of my own, to NEVER cut their hair UNLESS they want it. They should be free to do whatever they want with their hair. I wouldn&#039;t insist on having their hair cut the way I want it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This was how I looked like, most of the time, with my hair cut short:&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Mon, 19 Mar 2007 08:55:06 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Aya, the Photo(e)grapher - The Conclusion!</title>
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            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    <author>nospam@example.com (kathy)</author>
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    Many thanks to everyone who posted their answers to the questions in my previous &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=667&amp;amp;entry_id=147&quot; title=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/146-Aya,-the-Photoegrapher.html&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/146-Aya,-the-Photoegrapher.html&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot; &gt;post&lt;/a&gt;. Whew, I almost thought nobody would get the correct answers! Fortunately, &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=668&amp;amp;entry_id=147&quot; title=&quot;http://myextraordinarylife.blogspot.com/&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://myextraordinarylife.blogspot.com/&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot; &gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt; was very persistent (aside from being the first one to post her comment, hehe)! &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/smile.png&quot; alt=&quot;:-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Here is the full view of the photo:&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 07:21:54 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Aya, the Photo(e)grapher</title>
    <link>http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/index.php?/archives/146-Aya,-the-Photoegrapher.html</link>
            <category>Growing Pains</category>
    
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    <author>nospam@example.com (kathy)</author>
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    Ever since Aya discovered how to operate the digital camera, she has taken quite a liking to taking pictures of anything and everything. I&#039;m so grateful that film cameras are a thing of the past (no offense to those who still own and use one!), because I don&#039;t have to worry about her using up all the film and wasting a lot of shots. Aren&#039;t you just grateful how digital cameras revolutionized the way we take photos nowadays? Even children can practice their skills on a digicam.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_center&quot; style=&quot;width: 300px&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_img&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&#039;300&#039; height=&#039;313&#039; border=&#039;0&#039; hspace=&#039;5&#039; src=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/aya.jpg&#039; alt=&#039;&#039; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;serendipity_imageComment_txt&quot;&gt;No, I took this photo, hehe. I just thought I&#039;d include Aya&#039;s photo here because she looks &lt;em&gt;so cute&lt;/em&gt; in it. &lt;img src=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/templates/default/img/emoticons/wink.png&quot; alt=&quot;;-)&quot; style=&quot;display: inline; vertical-align: bottom;&quot; class=&quot;emoticon&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 08:35:44 -0600</pubDate>
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    <title>Bayan Ko (My Country)</title>
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    Finally! I was able to extract the video file of Aya&#039;s song, &lt;a href=&quot;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/exit.php?url_id=574&amp;amp;entry_id=142&quot; title=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bayan_Ko&quot;  onmouseover=&quot;window.status=&#039;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bayan_Ko&#039;;return true;&quot; onmouseout=&quot;window.status=&#039;&#039;;return true;&quot; &gt;Bayan Ko&lt;/a&gt; from my old cellphone. This song was recorded last November 25, 2004. Aya was only 2 years old at that time. As to how she was able to memorize and sing this rather difficult song at such an early age...well, your guess is as good as mine! But anyway, she was only able to sing the latter half of this song.&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch the YouTube video here!&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 06:53:00 -0700</pubDate>
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    <title>Ang Relos ng Lolo Ko (My Grandfather's Clock)</title>
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    <author>nospam@example.com (kathy)</author>
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    Aya loves to sing. She learned her very first songs from us - &lt;em&gt;Bahay Kubo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Leron Leron Sinta&lt;/em&gt;, among others. We made it a point to teach her Filipino folksongs and lullabies which we had also learned when we were children.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img width=&#039;300&#039; height=&#039;228&#039; border=&#039;0&#039; hspace=&#039;5&#039; align=&#039;right&#039; src=&#039;http://bmblog.bagarinao.com/uploads/gfclock_s.jpg&#039; alt=&#039;&#039; /&gt;We even taught her to sing &quot;&lt;em&gt;Bayan Ko&lt;/em&gt;&quot; (My Country) - just the chorus, though, the one that begins with &quot;&lt;em&gt;Ibong mang may layang lumipad...&lt;/em&gt;&quot; Yes, really, seriously! Quite surprisingly, she learned to sing that song when she was only about 2 years old! Unfortunately, now she has difficulty recalling some of the words in that song, probably because she has learned many other songs, most of them from the daycare where she attends. I guess we should sing that song more often so she would never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:50:58 -0700</pubDate>
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    <title>Thinking of Sunshine, Flowers and Angels</title>
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    All children go through a so-called &quot;artist&quot; phase. Families have their fair share of drawings on papers, cardboards, walls, refrigerators, and unfortunately, even blankets, sheets and clothes. Aya is also fond of drawing herself. Her scrawly drawings have steadily progressed from incomprehensible doodles to visibly recognizable characters.&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 19:51:04 -0700</pubDate>
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    <title>Rediscovering Music</title>
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    When I was a small girl, we lived next door to a neighbor whose daughter knew how to play the piano. While sitting outside our house, my Dad and I would often hear that girl practice on the piano day after day. Often, he would tell me how much he wanted me to learn how to play the piano, too. Personally I really wanted to learn how to play the piano, too, but we obviously couldn&#039;t afford it. How in the world could we ever hope to pay for a teacher&#039;s fee, much less rent or buy a piano of our own? I wondered how and when I would be able to play the piano. It was a dream unfulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;
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    <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 05:17:19 -0700</pubDate>
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