FOWC with Fandango — Lesson


Hello everyone! Hope you had a nice weekend. My mother is my favourite subject, as I blog about her most of the time. She’s beautiful, a classic beauty one can say, a real Filipina, with her long black wavy hair, which she always brushes with a natural bristle brush. She’s always smartly dressed. She’s in dire need of being complimented, i.e. we always compliment her looks.

She used to work as a Probation Officer, so no one can screw or mess around with her. She’s a tough cookie! She knows that several factors impinge on civil liberties and strike at the basic tenants of judicial system. She also doesn’t bombinate in a vacuum of data, caught between inevitability and uniqueness. That’s one of the valuable lessons she has given us, to be lawful and be aware of our human rights.

What else have we learned from her? Well, we should look after ourselves and our belongings. She loved this antique ceramic vase which was handed down to her by her grandmother. I think she’s going to pass it to one of us, her children. She’s very observant, like she’ll remark on how slanted the rays of the sun through the window and spilled into the room. Or how animal tunnels when incorporated into the design will also allow local wildlife to cross. She’s good with details like this, that’s why we love her so.

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Happy Mother’s Day!

Forget others, you are always best dressed
As well as never stressed
We are truly blessed
You’re the best

You can sing “Crazy” in a songfest
You always laugh at our jest
We are truly blessed
You’re the best

To Mother’s Day from our cosy nest
We say thanks for all your zest
We are truly blessed
You’re the best

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

* Triquint



Tell Me Something Good #96


Hello everyone! Snowy Monday here in Munich and I’ve just arrived last night from the Philippines. Actually, we already had our holiday there three weeks ago, but I had to go back after 4 days…. emergency. My mother was taken to the hospital, pneumonia, a very tough one for an 80 year old. She was first taken to a nearby hospital and after 3 days, the doctor said they couldn’t do anything for her, so they transferred her to one of the best hospitals in the Philippines where she was put in an intensive care unit for 4 days, with 5 specialists, including a Cardiologist and Nephrologist. Her sodium and oxygen was so low and she had water in her lungs. Luckily, she made it through and now back at home recovering. Really grateful that she made it through.


Lord, there are marvelous things that I do not know, nor can I comprehend.
Lord, things that happen in my life, and things that happen in my mother’s life.
Lord, I desire to be thankful, to appreciate everything that comes across my path.

For: Tell Me Something Good #96

Happy Birthday Mum


Happy Birthday to Mum
Eighty years, still rocks
Like model in catwalks
She’s also our best chum
We all think she’s awesome
She cooks good food in woks

Many happy returns
We’ll come and celebrate
As a mother she’s great
She sends out her concerns
All the things that she learns
And she accommodates

Wishing you all the best
You’re a lady with zest*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* HexSonnetta
** It’s Mum’s birthday soon and we’ll all come to the Philippines to celebrate – her children with spouses, grandchildren, sister, nieces and nephews, friends – all 200 of us!

For: Tale Weaver – #142 – 19/10/17 – Birthday

Writing prompt 25th June, Mothers


Let me start with this
Although we are different
My Mum and I are the same
Same focus, both cool
We’re not so good in business
Or being tidy
Sometimes we forget some things
It doesn’t matter
When it comes to having fun
We know what to do
The town is always painted
Red, blue or yellow
Would do anything for her

Her beauty astounds us all
Life’s always a breeze so she flits
Broke into one and a million bits
Of love and care, to us her kids
Of time and devotion, no problem
Always there, served with a smile
And so this is the time to say thanks
And the mission for which it was due

Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
Your breath sweeter than sampaguita as we string them into a lei
Your love, patience and smile, always there as you give us a hand
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland

We cannot show enough gratitude for bringing us up first hand
Your tenderness, completely and sweetly given to us like a bouquet
Oh Mother Dear, with your eyes twinkling like stars in cloudland
We love you to the moon and back and all planets in the milky-way

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