Rush Hour Realizations: A Morning Commute Gone Wrong

The Unexpected Journey

It was 6:30 a.m. when I hit the road, hopeful that I’d reach the office within an hour or two. But what followed was one of the longest, most frustrating commutes of my life—over four hours of discomfort, delays, and unexpected detours.

I found myself crammed into an overcrowded van. Phones were ringing simultaneously, conversations overlapped in a chaotic chorus, and to top it all off, the vehicle’s fan broke down. The heat, the noise, and the sheer lack of space made every minute feel like an eternity.

Deadline Pressure

What made the situation even more stressful was the looming deadline. I had a submission due by 12:00 noon on February 25, 2015. At 10:46 a.m., I was still stuck in San Juan, rerouted by our driver in a desperate attempt to escape the traffic—only to be caught in another jam.

Small Comforts, Big Lessons

Despite the chaos, a few things helped me stay grounded. I had packed essentials in my backpack—biscuits, water, an extra shirt—which provided some comfort. I also managed to read Eats, Shoots & Leaves by Lynn Truss, a witty take on punctuation and its importance. That unexpected reading time reminded me of the value of being prepared and the need to stay physically fit to handle such exhausting situations.

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A Thought on Urban Work Life

Isn’t it burdensome for employees in the National Capital Region to report to work on a supposed holiday, only to find major roads closed? Traveling from Binondo, Manila to DepEd Central Office shouldn’t feel like a survival challenge.

Accepted to MSM

I was just informed that my application to Maastricht School of Management to study short-term course has been accepted. I am extremely happy, and now I am working on my scholarship funding. Lord, guide and bless me that I be given this opportunity to study in The Netherlands through Nuffic Scholarship!

Too Many Opportunities This Year!

Whew! There are too many opportunities at the Department of Education today. If you are unaware of, please go to www.deped.gov.ph and join the government of the Philippines to make the needed change. You could be the change that this country needs!

Just this morning, I sent the only missing document for an international training opportunity. I wish that God will grant me my request.

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BTW, before the Valentines Day I had a petty quarrel with my wife due to financial matters. I just don't know why, this new place of ours (condo unit) is not giving us financial blessings. I am doomed.

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Hopefully, these coming months I will be blessed.

My Men Died, and I Didn’t” — A Tribute to the Fallen SAF 44

There are words that echo long after they’re spoken. In the movie The Patriot, Mel Gibson’s character returns home, haunted by loss, and utters a simple yet devastating line:
“My men died, and I didn’t.”

That same quiet pain seemed to radiate from PNP Officer Espina in the aftermath of one of the darkest days in Philippine law enforcement history—the Mamasapano tragedy. His face, etched with grief, carried not just the weight of leadership but the heavy sorrow of a commander who had to bury his own men.

Forty-four members of the elite Special Action Force were slain in that fateful operation. They were young, brave, and full of promise. Sons, brothers, husbands, fathers—heroes who answered the call of duty and paid the ultimate price. Their deaths were brutal, senseless, and heartbreaking, but their courage will forever be remembered.

This isn’t just a story about loss; it’s a story about valor. These men stared danger in the face, stood their ground, and laid down their lives for a greater cause. Their sacrifice is a reminder that freedom and safety often come at a cost—one that others bear so we may live in peace.

To the SAF 44: You are not forgotten. Your bravery lives on in every Filipino heart, your legacy etched in history as a testament to honor and courage.

Rest in peace, young heroes. We stand because you stood first.