Around The Chrysanthemums
It was one late summer day when hubby and me drove through this round-about that I asked him to pull over to shoot these Chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemums in a round-about

Colorful Chrysanthemums
Chrysanthemum varies in color when it’s cultivated. The common colors can be yellow, white or red. But the original flower is somewhat golden. Linnaeus named it from the Greek word, chrysous (golden) and -anthemon, meaning flower. It is the flower of November, and never have the faintest idea why. If you insist to ask why, then I can only give you this silly answer – cos it’s my birth month, hah!
Doobidoo Friday
I guess some of you who are regular visitors of this blog could understand why this momentary gap in my posting all of a sudden. I used to post 3 to 4 times a week but since my job is taking more of my time during the day I intentionally skip blogging late at night to prevent health problems. I mentioned I had sleep disorder and problem so the only solution I can come up is to set earlier bedtime. Remember the common lines, “early to bed, early to rise makes a man, healthy, wealthy and wise”.
Anyhow, now it’s Friday and supposed to be my blogging day. But somehow, I strongly felt for watching TV which I don’t normally do. Hubby and I seldom watch TV except when it’s our favorite show’s season. He wasn’t at home yet so I was alone and the radio is not a good company in the silence of the night so I turned on the TV and watched news. Then came this musical show in a form of a game, Doobidoo. Hubby and I used to watch this show but we miss some episodes this season cos we are watching instead the DVD of a crime serie again and again, making it a night of dvd passion and relaxation before sleeping hours. Back to Doobidoo, the show had really entertained me in my lonesomeness and found myself laughing out loud at the comic of the artists and the songs they played. Hubby came just minutes after the program ended so he missed the fun. But as for me, it’s my doobidoo Friday.
Happy weekend everyone!
Teaching Filipino In A Foreign Land

Nagsasalita ba kayo ng Filipino?
You read it right and you must think it’s a kind of business I venture in this foreign land. But no, I’m a government employee here teaching Filipino to children with Filipino parents, mostly Filipino individuals married to Swedish nationals. Although I used to teach in Davao, I never expected to be teaching in Filipino outside my homeland. The truth is I never expected to land a teaching job here at all because of this language barrier. I’ve learned Swedish the best I could in both speaking and writing but still I can never be like the native speaker of the language. And there would always be prejudices when it comes to foreigners teaching in Swedish schools.
Much to my surprise, the government or rather the National Agency for Education here has stated in the curriculum the importance of mother (tongue) languages of the foreign citizens; hence, teaching in mother tongue in schools. The main purpose of which is to develop children become bilingual or multilingual. While one’s mother language has a vital role to establish and strengthen his identity, not many parents of mixed nationalities have realized this fact. The children would always want to learn the language spoken by his/her foreign mother or father but it’s sometimes late to grant the need. In other scenario, I met some children and students who were born in the Philippines and after two or three years of stay here have totally lost the Filipino language. Sad to say, some parents are not so keen on keeping the language.
The nature of my job is different from that of an ordinary teacher working in a school. As a mother language teacher, I teach from school to school according to locations of every group of students we create. In the morning, I do study help for students who have just arrived here and who have not learned Swedish yet. In the afternoon is the teaching in mother language. I have at least three loads in a day, different schools everyday. This is how tough my job is. This is what makes me so busy at the start of the schoolyear, making schedules, talking to school rectors and booking a classroom. I have managed to absorb the nature of this job for three years now. And as a lone teacher in Filipino in the Gothenburg Region, bow to this, haha! Everything was not planned but had just fallen into place.






