Lean On Me

May I present my daughters and my niece with a song entitled Lean On Me. Arrangement by my nephew Adam Reyes. And David Forster, I think you need to listen to this 🙂


Patricia Anne Leyva Palma plays a Shostakovich!

Tish rendered her Second Piano Recital last Saturday, June 26, at the Mini Hall of the College of Music. Here she is playing a Shostakovich Concerto with her teacher, Professor Augusto Espino.



I am not going to talk about birds. Falcon – that is the name of the tropical depression that had been lashing throughout the archipelago since yesterday afternoon. I do not know if it had been upgraded into a storm but right now, it is damn cold!. The volume of rain had reached critical level, and  the people had been advised to seek shelter on higher grounds, or so I heard over the radio this morning. Whaaah, the weather is really dampening. I wish the rain stops. We ain’t got food yet, not even rice to cook. I was so busy preparing for the recital tomorrow that I forgot to replenish our own ref. So, I had been keeping warm with mugs of coffee, and the two girls, with warm Milo.

Tish is ready  for the piano recital, and the suspension of classes today is a bonus practice time.  The downpour is loud and wind is howling, but when Tish plays her pieces, the weather becomes bearable. Music does changes moods, and I am :).  I am tuning in to television news in a few moments though…., I do hope the poor are not exposed to the cold…

June Quotes

One week into the new school year and I am already exhausted. Tish is already deep into her thesis which started even before she got ” enrolled” stamped into her Form 5.

I am so glad Jean is helping me with the cleaning. She discovered the termites and had her first battle with the wood eaters, ha ha.

Jean and I hanged posters of Tish’s Second Recital at the College of Music and the College of Science. Tish doesn’t know, shhhh!  I believe Tish is the best non-music student pianist we have in the country today. Not because I am her mother that I am saying this, but Tish is really world class! So, I dropped by the President’s old home and gave him the recital’s program. Had to do this before David Forster discovers my Tish!

Lightnings and Thunders

The rainy season was officially declared on a week ago. So, I replanted my plants. But the sun roasted my new plants crisp and pathetic. I was so disheartened. And with my right palm still sore and swollen from spading soil and stones, I almost cried. I made an effort to wake up early for the past week just to water my dying plants. But all my effort was to no avail. And so I did pray for rain yesterday morning. I said that I only need  rain and my plants will be well. And lo and behold, the strong rain came coupled with lightnings and thunders. At first I got so excited because my prayer was answered, and my plants will live, ha ha. But the rain really got scary because the wind was howling and the water was raging. And the lightning seemed to penetrate the window panes. My Artemis cowered in fear as the deafening thunders rumbled in the high heavens, which seemed just above the roofs. She  jumped from the couch and dashed under the table and stayed there throughout the ramblings of the gods…. Who was it who said Be careful what you prayed for….

It rained hard again this morning. ’tis the third day of the new school year. I do pray the children are okay.


Audrey and Julia dropped by Sunday night to borrow the Harry Potter series. Audrey is in love with Harry Potter. Sigh, said Jean, not in her wildest dream did she think that Audrey will be her rival for Harry. Ha ha.  And of all the spells that Julia learned, she casted the adava kedavra on us all.

Tish finally practiced her duo with Sir Agot Monday. She says she needs to run her fingers slowly…

And yes, the telephone is busy. Family matters and legal battles….

Performance Level

Tish is going to have her piano concerto recital on the 25th of this month, and she had been practicing her pieces early mornings and late afternoons, when the sun is not too hot to bear while playing the piano in our tiny sala.

Right now, there  is nothing to write really  as I listen to Tish run her fingers through the ivory keys. I just feel so happy hearing her play.  If only I could put into words every note….

At this point, one thing is for sure…. Tish is already at performance level…