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Sunday, September 06, 2026
The Joy of Reconciliation
Saturday, September 05, 2026
How I met my wife?
When I was growing up I was too young to know what love meant between adults that would culminate in a marriage. I was 10 years old when I became very fond and attracted to watch white people whom I saw frequently on foreign-produced films. That was the time when I ever dreamed of meeting a white girl to marry and to have children.
However, taking into account my poor and unstable state of financial situation in my early 20s, such a wish of meeting white girls locally was highly impossible because all of them or even the half-breeds were either promised or reserved to the rich or good-looking men who had power and influence. Therefore, it's highly likely that such a girl, if ever there was one available who would ever take fancy on me at all, would unlikely concede to go with me out on a date either to a movie house or to the park alone in a local transport.
After high school, I studied in a vocational school to learn a trade that would help find an office job to enable me to earn a living and experience. After a couple of years of working hard on a very low salary, I decided to enroll at the university so that I could get a degree that would qualify me to obtain an all-expense-paid scholarship grant abroad. During that time, I had a choice between the U.S. and Europe. However, the U.S. offered only the scholarship grant but the plane ticket was at your own expense. On the contrary, France, which was the only available country, offered all benefits that I won, fortunately.
On my first days in France regardless of fatigue and jet lag from a long flight, I immediately spent all my time visiting and admiring all the iconic spots that I saw and read on the travel magazines and brochures I collected when I was young, like the Eiffel tower, the Seine river, the Notre Dame, the Louvre museum, and Montmartre.
I was too happy and thrilled to be enrolled officially at the University of Lille in the first week of November 1967 and to be able to meet and talk to my classmates who came from different countries of Europe, North and South America for the first time.
The first person I talked to in Italian was a girl from San Marino. However, she introduced me to someone from Italy. To be continued.
Confronting Opposition
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Friday, September 04, 2026
HONG KONG - HOMEWARD BOUND
Personally, I found that two weeks in Manila were already too much to stay for me while for my wife, she was not only too happy but also delighted to meet my family and friends and to enjoy the places where she went to that I was very familiar with.
The following day after Easter Sunday, we flew back to Hong Kong for another stopover for a few days before we returned to Paris. This time, we spent most of the time going around shopping and to buy the things fthat my friends had ordered and interesting souvenirs and trinkets for our family.
We did most of the shoppings along Nathan Road in the Mong Kok area, particularly for souvenirs and photography items. Incidentally, I was able to buy a sapphire ring and a Chinese kimono dress for my office colleagues. On one occasion, after a long process of haggling over the tagged price with a photo shop dealer, I finally bought a large format Mamiya camera, which I believed was cheaper than in France or in Belgium.
When my wife remembered that she was out of her hygienic pads, we went to a drugstore to inquire from a lady staff if they had Tampax. To my surprise, she was too confused for a woman to easily know what on earth I was talking about. After my simple explanation, she gave up and asked her male colleague to listen to me. Like a magician, he immediately opened a drawer behind the counter and produced a box of Tampax. Nevertheless, judging from her complete ignorance on the existence of Tampax or other disposable brands, she could could be considered an unsung hero for having been raised by a traditional family who had been resorting to non-disposable and reusable absorbent cloth to use for their monthly cycle, which would eventually diminish gradually the continuous proliferation of disposable wastes in the environment worldwide.
A couple of days before our flight home, we spent it leisurely with my sister to eat in the local restaurants in the Mong Kok area and to go to the other tourist spots that we missed during our first stopover. From the top of the double decker we saw the floating restaurant and the junks along the way. Then we proceeded to Victoria Peak, where we made a brief stop to see the place where the beautiful and romantic scene between Jennifer Jones and William Holden in the film "Love is a many splendored things" was shot. And last but not the least, we visited and sauntered around the famous Tiger Balm gardens.
Read STOPOVER HONG KONG : https://www.blogger.com/blog/post/edit/19133557/6532675344181816361
Spouse of My Soul
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Thursday, September 03, 2026
Do Not Be Afraid: A Call to Evangelize
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Wednesday, September 02, 2026
The Power of His Word
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Tuesday, September 01, 2026
The Holy One of God
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Monday, August 31, 2026
A Holy Provocation
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