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A sister is someone who loves you from the heart,
No matter how much you argue you cannot be drawn apart.
She is the joy that cannot be taken away,
Once she enters your life, she is there to stay.

A friend who helps you through difficult times,
Her comforting words are worth much more than dimes.
A partner who fills your life with laughs and smile,
These memories last miles and miles.

When she is by your side, the world is filled with life,
When she is not around, your days are full of strife.
A sister is a blessing, who fills your heart with love,
She flies with you in life with the beauty of a dove.

A companion to whom you can express your feelings,
She doesn’t let you get bored at family dealings.
Whether you are having your ups or downs,
She always helps you with a smile and never frowns.

With a sister you cannot have s grudge,
She is a sweet as chocolate and as smooth as fudge.
Having a sister is not just a trend,
It knows you can always turn to her, your best friend.

Indeed it is truly a blessing to have a sisters like them.

I Love you dearly Manay Anen & Manay Belen!

A letter straight from heaven:

Dear Kambal,

I look at you today, and my mind flashes back to when you first entered our lives as a tiny babies, and my heart is at once overcome with love and admiration for you. You have triumphed over impossible odds, and you have proven to be courageous in your never-ending fight to be accepted by society. In fifty eight years, you have touched the lives of many with your courage and spunky, outgoing personality.

Ever since you first entered our lives as a tiny, helpless, needing security and a chance to succeed, you have managed to surprise us with your ability to survive, and you are still surprising people today. You have grown from a scared, sickly child into a beautiful, talented woman. You shine with Christ-like love, and you have a compassionate, loving, giving spirit about you; and you are a testimony of God's Healing Grace and Love.

I realize now just how much you have been struggling to overcome your past (and present) health problems, and I know it isn't easy, but you rarely complain. (If you DO complain, then we KNOW you are MUST be feeling badly!) You just grit your teeth, pick yourself up, and move on, and you always seem to have a smile on your face or an upbeat attitude about yourself. You are a little fighter with a warrior's spirit, and you are such a positive influence on all that you meet.

I can't believe you are going to be fifty eight years old in just a few short days already! It seems like only yesterday when mama was dragging you across the pre-school while you screamed and kicked.

We have learned so much about you, and we have learned much FROM you. You are a good teacher, and you have taught us in a way that no teacher can ever do about compassion, perseverance, unconditional love from the heart, what it is like being intellectually gifted. You are a very unique and charming women, and at times, I wish I could keep you at the age of six forever, but I now know that this is physically impossible, and so we have to let you continue to grow and to mature. We now know that you are currently in an awkward position: too old to be considered a little girl, but too young to be considered an oldies.

Well, kambal, I hope this letter makes you realize just how much you mean to us. hope you know that if EVER you have a question you need an answer to, or have a problem that needs solving, you can ALWAYS come to us! We'll do our very best to help you, and if we cannot help you, you know you can always turn to your teacher, your pastor, or to another adult you know and trust; or better yet, you can ALWAYS go to the foot of the Cross and ask God to help. You KNOW He will be more than HAPPY to help you!

Thank you, sweet kambal', for fifty eight years of love, joy, memories, and laughter! You are truly a blessing from God, and we are so happy that you are our children! We couldn't have asked for a more loving and compassionate women! You are our angels, and we love you so much, much more than words can ever say!

I love you Marlene & Belen. God bless you!

Papa & Mama

JOHNSON GEORGE, INDIA

SARING HIMIG GLEE CLUB, SAUDI ARABIA

REV. JHOEN BUENAVENTURA, ITALY

The coming week will be our xmas party kaya super balutan na ng gifts sa bahay. Wala na akong halos magawa kasi naubos ko na last weekend. Dahil sa sobra lamig, di ko na gusto lumabas kasi naninigas ang buto ko sa lamig (di yun ha!). Di na nga maayos ang tulog ko sa gabi dahil parang sumusuot sa mga kasu kasuan ko ang lamig, asus! saudi pa lang ito di lalo na siguro kung nasa europa ako, baka ikamatay ko talaga, lol!...

As I promised, ito na ang kwentong misyonero inilaan ko kay Tintin. Dapat mabasa mo ito para matawa ka at di ka na magtanong about papaya. Baka pagnalaman ang dulot ng papaya sa seminarista, pari at madre di ka na kumain nito, lol! (peace!)

Mga kaibigan kong pari, madre at seminarista, kasama nyo po ako sa pagsugpo ng masamang elemento (sugpuin nyo na po ako), ahahahaha! Sa mga readers, isa lang po itong maikling kwento na makakadulot ng panandaliang kasiyahan kaya wag nyo pong bigyan ng kulay ang anumang nakasaad sa kwento.

Dala ng sobrang lamig at pangugulila sa buhay pamilya pinas, naisip ko na lang na i-post ang story na ito:

We Serve the Lord by tha Way We Live.

"One day, a priest and a bus driver died and they arrived at the gate of heaven at the same day. The bus driver went first to St Peter for him to check whether he is going to heaven or to hell. So, St Peter checked his name in the book of life. And St Peter told the bus driver happily that he is going to heaven. The driver was very happy, then the angels welcomed him in heaven. Then, the priest’s turn came to check with St Peter. St Peter looked for the priest’s name immediately in the book of life and upon reading what is written there, he was very sad to tell the priest that he is going to hell. The priest was shocked and demanded an explanation. He told St Peter that he knew that bus driver who came before him. He said to St Peter, “that bus driver was a reckless driver. He did not respect his passengers and had put their lives in danger. How come he is heaven and I am going to hell?” Then, St Peter told the priest, “ you know my son, that driver was in heaven because he has helped many people to be close to God while you, did not”. The priest was confused how did it happen, so St Peter continued, “this is what happened. When that bus driver drives, all the passengers pray to God, but when you preach in the church, all your parishioners sleep!”

Kaya sa mga cyber friend na missionaries (wag kaming patulugin during sermon), salamat sa inyong time at pag share ng joys & vocation experiences sa mga readers at kaibigan. You put smile & inspiration on our faces each day. Keep reaching the youth in every way possible. Keep them closer to Christ! Wag gayahin ang ang old fashioned (?) na priest sa storya, use every medium possible to reach the youth of today (either wordpress or blogspot etc. etc)(compaign ata ito ha?!).

our beloved ate from johannesburg

ang tatlong singgol, bow!
(From left to right) nephew, jun; my sister, sr. marlene; ako ; my brother; fr. glen

Aming dasal sa inyong kaligtasan sa oras ng misyon!.. Maraming Salamat Po at Maligayang Pasko sa inyong lahat!!

Be reachable mga kapatid!

Naku, nung nabasa ko ang entry ni Bro. Utoy bigla akong nag-isip. Oo nga ano? kailangan ko din evaluate ang aking level bago mag umpisa ang taon 2009. Ano ba pwedeng mabago? Pwede bang baguhin ang pagiging malib@g? Kontra naman ata ako sa evaluation ni pareng Dante!(nagmalinis)

Bro. Utoy, may di nga tutuong mga revelation si pareng dante kasi ang level 3 mo ay di real. Ang pagkakaalam ko sabi ni revsiopao matakaw ka daw(peace on earth po!!!!). Wag ka magalit kasi treat naman kita sa Jollibee pag uwi ko sa pinas kasama si revsiopao at bluep, lol! (that time naman siguro nasa France ka pa rin kaya libre ako sa blow-out, ahihihi). Sino pa ba ang sasama sa Jollibee tour? for sure, hindi si Bons kasi Mcdo boy yan eh.

Sya nga pala, maraming salamat po kapatid sa site na ito at ngayon ko lang nalaman na malib@g pala ako (utang na loob ko yan sayo ha). Ang last na dot dot dot ko ay ........wag na kasi baka mabasa ito ng kapatid kong pari at madre at mas lalo akong mahulog sa inferno ng kahihiyan, ahihihi!

Try nyo ang Inferno test bago matapos ang taon!

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	High
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante Inferno Hell Test

Pahabol lang:

Kapatid na Utoy, yang puno na nasa taas, gamot daw yan (pampababa ng libido). Nguyain mo lang na parang broccoli solve na problema natin. Share mo din kay obispo (joke!)

We are now on the 3rd day of eid holiday in Saudi Arabia (Eastern Province). I am thinking of browsing around Al-Khobar with friends, but since Christmas is approaching, sending remittances is on top priority(kaya wala na akong datung). I am not obliged to do so, but since I am working and earning already, it’s my turn to let them feel special. That is only my concern, to give joy to my family left behind in my home country.

Bakit ko ba inisip ang mga bagay na yan na kung tutuusin eh single pa naman ako? Marahil lumaki akong sadyang family oriented, humanitarian at mahabagin ( tama ba itong mga pinagsasabi ko o dala lang ng lamig dito sa Saudi. Wala na ata akong pagkain sa ref kaya gutom lang ito, lol!). Hayyy, kakapagod mag-isip kung paano celebrate ang Christmas sa bansang bawal ang Christmas. Saan kaya ako sa Christmas?

Mahigit anim na taon na akong di nag cecelebrate ng Christmas sa pinas. Di ko na nga maalala kung ano ang itsura ng ayala ave. tuwing sasapit ang kapaskuhan o kaya ang Emilio Aguinaldo highway sa cavite na punong puno ng ilaw pag sapit ng araw na ito. Di ko na rin maramdaman ang simoy ng hangin na may kasamang amoy ng bibingka sa tabi ng simbahan, but instead amoy ng Indiano at Bangladesh ang bubungad sa ilong ko sa tuwing maglalakad sa kahabaan ng al-khobar (kakahilo try nyo! Nothing against them naman, amoy lang nila talaga.).



Ang simbang gabi sa Quiapo at sa U.S.T open field ang tanging nagpapaalala sa akin ng masayang Christmas kasama sila. Bilang isang probinsyanong bata, Jollibee ang natatanging fastfood na sikat sa akin. Chicken joy, Ice cream na may putik sa ibabaw as what I called it during my childhood days (sundae with choco toppings) at French fries ang aking fave during that time (maiba naman para it sounds sosyal). Kahit di ko na kaya isubo, kinakaya ko pa rin kasi walang Jollibe sa probinsya at ang pasko ay dumarating lang isang beses sa isang taon (ganun ako katakaw). Malaking bahagi sa buhay ko ang SM carriedo sa Sta. Cruz, alam mo kung bakit? Yan ang malaking airconditioned room na alam ko sa tuwing naiinitan ako. Once na pinasok na ako dyan ramdam ko ang amoy ng Manila, hahahahaha! Kakaibang feeling ang nasa loob ko. Feeling na bibilhan ka ng mga bagay na gusto mo (ewan ko ba! kasi pagsinabi ko agad naman natataranta ang mga ate ko at bili din sila agad) dahil kaya ako ang bunso o dahil love lang nila ako? Yun ang sigurado! Naaalala ko nung time na malapit ng mamatay ang papa naming. He made sure na okey ang bunso ( ako yun). He let our ate promise na pagtatapusin ako ng schooling until maka graduate. Our eldest made a vow to our father na gagawin nya yun. Kaya si bunso tuwing nagtatampo laging dahilan “mumultohin kayo ni papa at mama” (kakatuwa ang buhay bata) kaya love ko talaga ang mga kapatid ko at di ko sila pwedeng iwan kahit may asawa na ako (package deal ang drama).



Now, it's my time to let them feel na special sila sa akin. Lumipas na ang masayang mga alaala ko sa piling ng Jollibee kaya ako naman ang taya. Di man dahil sa Jollibee, kondi sa pamilyang pinoy mahala ang tunay na diwa ng pasko. Maraming beses na na di ko sila kapiling sa mga nakaraan pasko pero nasa puso ko pa rin sila kasi nasa puso ko si Kristo.

Maligayang pasko po sa lahat!

Ang video na inyong mapapanood ay isang halimbawa ng paskong pinoy na namimiss ko sa atin.
Paki "pause" lang po muna ng music background sa baba ng blog page bago nyo i-play ang ad na ito.

Habang buhay pa ang mga magulang ninyo, hayaan mong madama nila na nasa tabi nila kayo ngayong pasko. Kung walang pagkakataon, tawagan at sabihing mahal na mahal ninyo sila. Say it right away (I LOVE YOU!) para di nyo pagsisisihan sa darating na araw.

To Mama & Papa, saan man kayo ngayon mahal na mahal ko kayo. Bulong mo na lang kay Hesus na "Happy birthday!".

Bakit ba sa tuwing may get together ang mga tao, mapa-family reunion man o simpleng barkada gimik, ang unang tanong sayo ay "may girlfriend ka ba?" at bago ka pa makasagot ay maririnig mo naman ang "BAKET WALA?????!!!!!!". Hay, kailan ba talagang may bitbit kang girlet sa mga okasyon na ito? Pano kung wala talaga? Alangan namang makiusap ako sa mga close girl friends ko para mag-panggap na "kami"?! Di naman ata tama yun, di ba? How I wish na sana maintindihan ng mga tao na sa mga panahon ngayon ay "accepted" na sa society na medyo madi delay ang pag iisang dibdib ng mga kalalakihan sa kanilang irog especially like me who wants to get into so many things all at the same time. I also wish that people would understand that okey lang ako and the rest of the member ng "Samahang Malamig Ang Pasko". I mean we do get lonely once in awhile. Naiingit din minsan dun sa may mga lovelife paminsan-minsan. Kung minsan naman ay nagmumuni-muni sa mga past kilig moments, but these lonely moments do not and will not make our world stop..

Isipin nyo na lang na kung wala kaming mga single friends nyo eh di walang kayong paghihingahan ng sama ng loob tuwing nag aaway kayo ng partners nyo. Wala din kayong "instant dayte" kung sakaling nangailangan kayo. Wala rin kayong mahihila sa mall para maghanap ng magandang regalo for your better-half pa x-mas o kaya pag birthday nya. At ang mahalaga sa lahat, wala kayong kakampi if things between you and your labidabs don't work-out. Marami naman sa aming mga singles ay nakakaranas nang "ma-in-love"yun nga lang, obvious ba???? it all didn't work-out. Pero di naman kami "bitter" o galit sa mundo. ang totoo nga nyan eh mas lumalalim ang kahulugan ng "love" para sa amin.

When you're all by yourself, there is more time to reflect and think what you really want in life. Mas naiisip mo kung ano ba talaga ang makakapagbigay ng tunay na ligaya sayo...at mas naiisip mo kung paano matututpad ang lahat ng mga pangarap mo. And while reflecting, we also get to imagine that we will, one day end up with someone who will share those dreams with us.

Di naman sa nang-iinggit ako pero masaya ang buhay naming mga single . Biruin mo we can go out with anybody, anytime, that is. We can get into kind of things like go to gym regularly or get into all kinds of sports or any "self-enhancement" programs, etc. Medyo tipid ang buhay single kasi wala naman kaming po-problema tuwing Valentines day, Christmas o Aniversary, O di ba ang saya?

Sa palagay ko naman ay lahat tayo ay may karapatang sumaya ke single man o attached ka. I guess may kanya kanya lang tayong panahon lumigaya at diyos lang ang makapagsasabi kung kailan nga dadating ang oras na yun.

So, para sa mga kasalukuyang "attached" I wish you all the luck and happiness. If there is any problem dont forget that your single friends are always here for you! Sa mga bagong singles naman, wag na magmukmuk! enjoy life! (enjoy the single life!) There are a lot of things that you will still discover. At tandaan mo, di ka lang nag-iisa madami tayo, hehehehe!

Sa kapwa kong mga singles , I hope that we are one in believing that we long for someone not because to be happy but we long for someone because we want to share our happiness with that special person for the rest of our lives.

When I was still working in the Philippines, Elmer and I shared funny mission stories. He come along with us if he was not able to caught up the daily boat schedule going to Mindoro. We had a great time with this young and enthusiastic SVD missionary (that time kasi freshman pa lang sya). He came with some colleagues; Kiko , Jason... etc. ( I don't remember some names). Elmer used to be very malambing to us with my brod (Fr. Glen Deuna,SVD) that's why I treated him as my own young brod already.

When I left Philippines last 2002, I lost connection with my brod seminarians temporarily, but when I had my vacation last 2006 I saw Elmer & kiko when I visited and had my slept-over in the seminary dormitory. That's the last time I saw them together.

Elmer was assigned to Hungary for his theological studies and...Kiko? di ko na po alam!....Surprisingly, I saw the write-up of Elmer about "Old Lady & Eucharist". I was moved to tears when I read it because that is the story I am into right now. In almost 7 years working here, I experienced deep sorrow and spiritual poverty. There were times that I woke up in the middle of the night crying looking for a crucifix and mass (Eucharistic celeb.). What I did was to cut-out papers and formed it as crucifix for the meantime. By the way, crucifix is prohibited here!.

I feel alone without Christ in the Holy Eucharist. It sounds weird to some, but it is true!. Read his story:

An Old Lady and the Eucharist
By Frt. Elmer Hernandez, SVD.

Elmer(Right) with seminarians from Budapest and China.

I noticed an old lady who was left behind after a Sunday Bible service in one of the barrios of our parish. She was teary-eyed. I approached her and asked if there was something wrong. I was surprised to hear her answer: “Hindi ako nakapag-komunyon kasi hindi pa ako nakapag-kumpisal.” What added to her sadness was the fact that that day was very significant for her because she was celebrating her birthday.

I sat beside her and intently embraced her. That was my immediate reaction hoping to make her comfortable. I assumed that she was aware that I do not have the faculty of hearing confession. And so I asked her to see the priest at once. Her tears flowed all the more. That was the only word I left her. She knew I could not stay longer because of my other scheduled services. I felt helpless and so I turned my back silently to proceed to my next schedule of Bible service in another barrio. I kept that in my heart and continued pondering. I had enough time to reflect because it was a long trip to reach my second area. It was four rides away.

The experience made me appreciate all the more the value of the Holy Eucharist and the reverence of the holy sacrifice deserves. Holy Eucharist is being celebrated everyday as part of our spiritual nourishment. Unfortunately, there were times when it becomes very ordinary in the daily structure. For some, it is of great importance like the old lady who has the rare chance of celebrating the liturgy. Unfortunately, it is not even a mass, it is just a Bible service. It made me grateful for the opportunity of receiving the Lord in the most Holy Sacrifice.

No one could underestimate the power of the Holy Eucharist. It could even transform people. God sanctifies the sacrifice being offered. We are just made instruments to facilitate the sacrifice. I thank God for the experience. I may not be teary-eyed like the old lady but there must be an inner longing for Christ and be disposed to receive Him in a worthy spirit. God deserves a well-prepared dwelling place in us. I should exert more effort to make my soul, mind and heart worthy of the transforming grace that flows in the Holy Eucharist.

Posted by Hatid-Diwa: at 4:38 AM 1 comments (Story was taken from Hatid Diwa)

Goodluck to you Mer & God always be with you! I will pray for your perseverance. .

I read some of Fr. Ariel's homilies delivered in his assigned diocese in Botswana, Africa. The homily focuses on "All souls day celebration". He inumerated story related to our salvation since it is the day of the dead. Here is the story:

I remember a story of a doctor in one community in the Philippines. This doctor was known to be very kind to all especially to the poor. If he had poor patients, he gave his services for free, and most of the times gave them free medicines also. People were always flocking to his clinic which was located on the second floor of a building. When they read the sign- “the doctor is IN. Clinic upstairs”, the poor patients were given that hope to get help from this generous doctor. It so happened that after many years of serving as a doctor and giving help to the poor patients, the doctor died. Many people came during the funeral to show their love and prayers for the doctor especially those poor patients whom he was helping. But there was one thing that the community did that amazed many people in the place. During the funeral, instead of putting a beautiful tombstone, they put the sign from his clinic on his grave, “the doctor is IN. Clinic upstairs”. The people believed that with his generosity to the poor, he deserved life everlasting promised by our Lord Jesus Christ. Indeed, I believe also that the good doctor is IN, in God’s kingdom and his clinic UPSTAIRS in heaven.

My dear brothers and sisters, that beautiful story of the generous doctor reminds us that our life does not end here on earth. Our life does not end here in Botswana. Our life ends “UPSTAIRS”, in heaven to be with God the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.

To all the missionaries around the world, makakaasa kayo sa aking panalangin at suporta sa abot ng aking makakaya. Prayer is the only way we can reach each others heart.

God be with you!

During my spare time in the office I make sure that I read all the blogs of my seminarian friends. I read the missionary story of Frt. Jaekel Solde, SVD and was amazed by the the story he associated with his mission in Ilocandia. Since I am in saudi arabia I was really interested to read the story. The story goes like this:

An Arab Sheik was admitted to the Philippine Heart Center in Manila for heart surgery, but prior to the surgery, the doctors needed to store his blood in case the need arises. As the gentleman had a rare type of blood, it couldn’t be found locally, so, the call went out to a number of provinces.

Finally an Ilocano was located who had a similar blood type.The Ilocano willingly donated his blood for the Arab. After the surgery, the Arab sent the Ilocano as appreciation for giving his blood, a new Toyota, diamonds & a million US dollars.

A couple of days later, once again, the Arab had to go through acorrective surgery. His doctor telephoned the Ilocano who was more than happy to donate his blood again.

After the second surgery, the Arab sent the Ilocano a thank-you card & a jar of candies.

The Ilocano was shocked that the Arab this time did not reciprocate his kind gesture as he had anticipated. He phoned the Arab & asked him: ‘I thought you would be generous again, that you would give me a Toyota, diamonds & money… but you only gave me a thank-you card & a jar of candies’.

To this the Arab replied: ‘Manong, I now have Ilocano blood in my veins’.

In my seven years working in Saudi Arabia, the people and the place itself are my home. Dealing with them is quiet difficult(I admit), but if you were adjusted to the culture and behavior of some, you'll get used to it. Just like the Arab sheik in the story. He felt that he belongs to the ilocano heritage since the blood flowing in his vein came from ilocano donor. It really tickled my bones when I first read it in Frt. Jaekel's blog.

Hope you enjoyed reading the story!!

I've been waiting for the friendster to resume its regular airing. For the past 3 days, friendster was in turmoil. I lost my friends on the list [sighs] from 200+ to 15 people left, my gosh!.. What happen to you people? Am I goin to retrieve those from my list?

I was in complete disaster today that my friends were deleted from my list. Until I found out that it happened not only in saudi arabia but universal (as in universal talagaa!). I kept on blaming my laptop for it is not working very well. I am about to throw it away na nga eh (yabang, Lol!) but I realize na mas mahal pa ito kesa sa friendster na yan. I acquire friendster for free di ba? kaya I keep my laptop and set aside friendster for the moment until the repair is totally done.

Anyhow, friendster exerted effort to clean the mess made by hackers! Be patient and you will still be connected with your love ones as soon as this damage is repaired.

Al-Khobar is one of the three main cities in the Eastern Province, the others being Dammam and Dhahran. These three cities form a closely joined triangle which has existed for centuries. In the past, Al-Khobar was a small port on the Arabian Gulf, inhabited mainly by fishermen. With the discovery of oil, it was transformed into an industrial port. In time, it has become the commercial hub of the Eastern Province. Based on a city plan dating back to 1942 (1361H), the city is neatly divided into residential squares evenly transected by roads. Such careful organization is indicative of its important role in the national economy. Along with its industrial port, the city still serves small ships carrying passengers and goods. It is the center of the area's export-import activity, and is a transit point for goods that are distributed throughout the Kingdom. It contains branches of all the country's major banks as well as fine hotels, some along its picturesque Corniche. It is developing into an important industrial city, with factories turning out industrial gas, dairy products, carbonated water, tissue paper and ready-made garments.

Al Khobar is the favored residential area for expatriates. The shopping area is mainly confined to the area around King Khaled Street and there is an extensive selection of goods and materials available. Many expatriate compounds are located near to AI Khobar varying in sizes from a few hundred houses to 6 or 8 houses.

Although a relatively new city, Al-Khobar's strategic location has resulted in its emergence as a leading business and residential center in the Province. Situated between Dammam and Dhahran, Al-Khobar caters to the needs of all expatriates, from various day-to-day needs through major shopping of international goods. In addition to first-class shopping malls, plazas and supermarkets, Al-Khobar boasts exquisite tourist spots, entertainment centers, and a lush, widespread beach.

The municipality of Al Khobar was founded in 1942, prompted by the discovery of oil and the ensuing development of commercial activity.

The modern city of Al Khobar is a flourishing centre of international trade, with many examples of both contemporary Arabic and western architecture.

Al Khobar has developed to become one of the most beautiful cities in the Kingdom, with exceptional recreation and leisure facilities.

Desertic, very hot and humid. Saudi summer is one of the worst climates: in the country the months of June, July and August are called "the 90 days of the Devil". Summer starts in the month of March, when the daily temperature is around 35°; April and May can get as hot as 40°; in July and August I saw the thermometer reach 52° and at night it never went below 42/43°. From November to February temperatures are milder and it rains sporadically: this is the best period to live outdoors and enjoy the sea. The humidity of the coast makes the heat even more unbearable: during the 90 days of the devil people live indoor with air conditioning, similar to what happens during the toughest periods of winters in Europe.

The Eastern Province of Saudi Arabia is a low desert plain with an area of approximately 778,500 sq km. and has common borders with Kuwait in the north, Qatar and Bahrain in the East and UAE and Oman in the South. Evidence of early settlement of the Eastern Province can be traced back approximately 5000 years, to the influence of the Ubaids. Subsequently the Eastern Province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia was influenced by the Mesopotamians, Indus Valley civilization, Greek, Hellenistic, Persian and more recently the Ottoman cultures, which still retain a mute presence in the culture of the Eastern Province through jewelry designs, ancient stone structures and more modern statues and architectural remnants.

On the 8th May 1913 His Majesty King Abdulaziz Ibn Abdul Rehman Al Saud captured the Ottoman garrison at Al Hasa, which surrendered the following day. King Abdulaziz subsequently recaptured Qatif and having guaranteed their safe passage deported the Ottoman Governor and occupying forces.

The modern Kingdom of Saudi Arabia was born and has flourished under the wise and benevolent rule of His Majesty King Abdulaziz Ibn Abdul Rehman Al Saud and his heirs.
Oil discovery operations date back to 1935 when Standard Oil of California (then SOCAL now Chevron) started to drill the Dammam No.1 well. On the 3rd of March 1938 Dammam well No.7 struck oil at a depth of 1441m.

His Majesty King Abdulaziz during his visit to the Eastern Province on the occasion of the loading of the first shipment of crude oil on 1st May 1939 from Ras Tanura.

Health services in Al-Khobar The city has numerous hospitals, the most prominent being King Fahad University Hospital (500 beds) and the Al-Khobar General Hospital (50 beds). It is also served by private hospitals, government hospitals and quarantine centers.

Tourism in Al-Khobar With its gardens, picnic spots and kilometers of beaches, Al-Khobar has become a vacation center. Among its attractions are Half Moon Bay, Sunset Beach, and Al-Azizia beach, five kilometers from the city center. The King Fahad Coastal Town consists of gardens, amusement halls, zoological gardens, and a manicured Corniche.

Probably the most spectacular road construction project of all has been the building of the King Fahd Causeway, connecting the Saudi Arabian mainland with the island of Bahrain. On 11th November, 1982, the cornerstone of the bridge was jointly placed by King Fahd and the then ruler of Bahrain, Sheikh Isa Bin Salman Al-Khalifa. This is a four-lane highway, 25 meters (82 feet) wide and about 16 miles (26 kilometers) long. Building works, costing US $ 1.2 billion, financed entirely by the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, were completed in 1986 (1406/07 AH) and the Causeway was opened to traffic at the end of that year. It is one of the most expensive bridges in the world. A man-made island at the midway point of the causeway provides fantastic views of the surrounding ocean. In 2001, 2.7 million cars, carrying over 10 million passengers, had used this causeway. The Ministry of Communications is currently completing a number of dual carriageways linking various cities. Equipped with all necessary facilities, the causeway serves to facilitate the flow of traffic between the two countries and to strengthen relations between them.

Alrashid Mall is the biggest mall in Saudi Arabia in the city of Alkhobar. A commercial mall designed to typify traditional Saudi palaces from the exterior. It offers modern comfort and commercial services for 380 shops and department stores with parking for 3,000 vehicles.

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Oct 31 was supposed to be the happiest day of the month (salary time) but it was in contrary to what I expected.

After work on the 31st of Oct., I went straight to western union to send my money remittance to the Philippines. Before leaving the office, I secured the envelope where the whole amount was being kept. The money was intact that's why I proceeded to my destination which is Enjaz remittance center in Al Khobar( western union affiliate). I arrived there exactly when salah started (routine prayer schedule for muslim). As usual, I stood infront of the enjaz main door while waiting for the opening of the establishment. While waiting and standing in the que, I kept my eyes on my pocket securing the envelope while laughing with my friend who arrived that moment. The salah was finished and everybody were hurried to find their respective places in the que going to cashier (pushing each other). When I reached the interior of the establishment, I immediately filled up the form and went back to the que again. I'am about to pick up the money from my pocket, but its all gone (shit!.. heaven forgive me for the word). I was in speechless mode (thats the money I earned for the past month). Everyone were sympathytic especially the kabayan who happened to be there to send their remittances to their respective families back home.

You might be prejudicial in some ways, thinking its my negligence that brought about the scenario. Yes, but accident and crime happens when you less expecting it. Whoever took the money from my pocket hope it will help you. Everything happened with purpose.

To the pick-pocket dude (nationality is unknown), wishing you advance merry christmas!.To those who were affected by the selfish act of unconcern individual, especially my nephew who is expecting the money for his allowance this month(and other school expenses), my heartfelt sorry and I will make it up to you next month.

Please take care of your personal possession. Be vigilant!

Hello photo challengers! I came up with these photos this week's challenge. Hope you like those. I find photography a challenging job and a therapy for my homesickness especially these days. Thank you for the inspiration ma'am Wendy!

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There were rules set by the saudi government for every expatriates to follow. One prohibition is taking photos in public esp. with single women and public properties like mosque, banks and government agencies, but families were excempted from this rule. In my case, I have my own rules, why? because my name is "King", lol! Seriously, you have to abide the set rules otherwise you will end up behind prison bars. I took every photos with care and caution. If they were given a chance to check these photos, perhaps they will like those, lol!. Who do you think the first one disobeyed the rules (??)...

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Thanks and goodluck to all participants!

Hello dear readers! This morning I recieved numerous Diwali greetings from Indian friends in the office. Honestly, I don't have any idea what Diwali celebration is until my close friend and happened to be my mentor in premier unit explained it to me (promoting Indian tourism, lol! "Susmita Sen ikaw ba yan?"). Then, I got to fully understood what this celebration all about. Besides, that would be another contribution to my exposure to asian culture and tradition, right?!

Diwali is one the most well-known Indian festival and is often referred to as the "Festival of Lights". The word itself means "row of lighted clay lamps." It is a five day celebration marked with bright color, oil lamps, feast, and sparklers. Diwali occurs on the 15th day of the Hindu month of Kartika (during October/November in the Gregorean calendar). Homes, courtyards, and rooftops are commonly decorated with small oil lamps (called diyas). Rangoli, a form of colorful sand paintings, adorns doorsteps.

The festival marks the victory of good over evil, and uplifting of spiritual darkness. Symbolically it marks the home coming of goodwill and faith after an absence, as suggested by the Ramanaya.

On the day of Diwali, many wear new clothes and share sweets and snacks. Some nort indian business communities start their financial year on Diwali and new account books are opened on this day. In India, Diwali is now considered to be the national festival, and the aesthetic aspect of the festival is enjoyed by most indian regardless of faith.

To all those (muslim and non-muslim) who might be reading this, dont get me wrong!. I was just amazed by the asian culture and tradition. Learn to appreciate things because that is part of you wherever you may go.

Thank you talaga Tsutsubels for the information!

God bless you!

Good day fellow bloggers and photographer friends around the globe especially to Wendy and Helen who gave me inspiration to my new hobby. Here is my newest blog update created just today co'z I am a little bit busy for 2 days and wasn't able to upload photos from my file.

Enjoy reading, although some words were writen in our own language, but some interpreted in english for your own benefit.

Last october 23 with friends and lovers (lol! did I mentioned names?) went out to see the "Saring Himig" concert held at Al Andalus International School in Al-Khobar. We were there as expectators besides from being a friend to some of the members. The concert was amazingggg! That's the word I truely treasured when I asked a child seating beside me (not pinoy).

Mickey, Jon & Eds were all there to witness the yearly concert of the group for charitable purposes. Sayang nga lang at di nag guest si Eds(yung nakatalikod,ang ganda ng boses nyan parang negro,lol!). [Regreting that Eds was not able to appear during concert as a singer co'z he has a good quality of voice similar to black singers in hollywood]. (kaloka ang papaya soap eds, lol!)

The photos taken during the concert proper:

Young talents from eastern province.

Ang galing naman ni kuya Oni! [good job elder brod Oni] (literal ang interpretation, lol!)

You did the right job Marlo. You made me laugh to the max, lol!

Oops, I forgot to mention on the above statement that I joined as expectator for FREE, what a blessingggg! Thank you sa mga friends na sponsors..Looking forward to your next concert!

God bless us all!