Filipino Nurse in UK Accused of Killing 3 and Poisoning 18.

A nurse has been charged with the murder of three people following their deaths at Stepping Hill Hospital in Stockport in 2011.

Image from http://www.telegraph.co.uk/

Victorino Chua, 48, of Churchill Street, Heaton Norris, is also charged with 31 other offences including GBH and attempted poisoning.

He is accused of murdering patients Tracey Arden, 44, Arnold Lancaster, 71, and Alfred Derek Weaver, 83.

From the

Daily Mail: The Filipino father of two, writing in broken English, states: "I'm evil at the same time angel.

"I love working in SHH (Stepping Hill Hospital) some of the staff are nice some of them are nasty bitch... Work also don't help colleagues are bullies..."

In at times rambling passages, Chua writes about his early life and career, about losing his job at a hospital in his native country and his rows with fellow Filipinos in the UK. He says he tried unsuccessfully to sue a previous employer in the UK and he made a complaint to medical watchdogs over treatment he had received from a GP.

READ THE LETTER HERE

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The TORTOISE and the DUCKS Lessons Learned

Aesop Fables

The TORTOISE and the DUCKS Lessons Learned

Well, we all know na ang pagong, dala dala niya ang kanyang bahay sa kanyang likod. No matter how hard he will try, he cannot leave home. Sabi nila, Jupiter, one of the gods, sabi nila punished the tortoise kasi napakatamad daw nito, at stay-at-home lagi na hindi siya dumalo sa wedding ni Jupiter, kahit pa especially invited siya.

Anyway, after so many years, sumasama lang ang loob ni pagong ang wish he had gone sa wedding nay un. Kapag nakikita niya ang mga ibon na lumilipad-lipad, and ang mga rabbits at chipmunks and other animals ran and patalon-talon, lagi niyang pinapangarap na Makita niya rin ang mga bagay na dapat makita. Laging malungkot at discontented ang pagong. Gusto niyang makita ang mundo, pero hayun niya dala-dala ang kanyang bahay at maliliit na mga legs na halos di makayang kargahin siya.

One day, nameet niya ang dalawang pato at sinabi niya ang kanyang hinaing.

“Matutulungan ka namin na makita ang mundo,” sabi ng mga pato. “Kumagat ka lamang dito sa stick na ito, at dadalhin ka namin sa itaas kung saan makikita mo ang buong kabayanan. Pero tumahimik ka lang, kung hindi ikaw ay labis na magsisisi.”

Tuwang-tuwa ang pagong. Kumapit siya ng maigi sa patpat(stick) gamit ang kanyang mga ngipin, ang dalawang pato ay hinawakan ang bawat dulo ng patpat at lumipad sila paitaas sa mga ulap. Kitang-kita ng pagong ang ganda ng tanawin mula sa itaas at halos lumuwa ang mga mata sa nasisilayan. Biglang may dumaan na uwak, and nagulat sa pagong na nakalipad, sabay sabing,

“Ito na seguro ang hari ng mga pagong!”

Natutuwa ang pagong, at sa magkahalong galak, tuwa, saya at excitement, sumagot ng...

“ Maraming Salam…”

Nang bigla niyang buksan ang kanyang mga bunganga para sumambit ng mga kataga, napabitaw sa kanyang pagkakakagat sa stick at siya ay nahulog, kung saan tumama siya sa mga batuhan at nawalan ng hininga.

Maraming lesson ang kwento na ito. And the Thoughtskoto will be featuring all throughout our blogging life stories like this from Aesop and many others and try to share our own thoughts and what are the lessons we can learn that will help us become a little kinder, a little better.

First: Laziness is mediocrity is to evil.

Laziness, it won’t lead farther than to where we are sitting right now. There is so much to learn, there is so much to be done. I firmly believe that most of the simple and poor people in this world who become successful, are those who work hard and those who are not ashamed working with their hands.

Second: Our enemy is a green eyed monster named Jealousy

Jealousy, will always makes us feel miserable. “If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself…” says in the Desiderata. We need to accept what we are and who we are, but always remembering that we have the power to choose for the better without jealousy and envy towards others.

I love this quote from the Serenity Prayer that was cross-stitched and hanging at the wall in our house.

"God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to changethe things I can,

and the wisdom to know the difference"

Third: For your Eyes Only

We were told not to, but we still did it. It happened to me, and I am simply so stubborn and so hardheaded. I need to keep my mouth shut, and give silence a chance to pass, and experience the peace and tranquility of being away or not a part of the noise and evil sounds of this world. In high school we call it reflection, in college, we call it introspection, and in my life I call it solitude. One moment where we can ponder and think what has happened to our lives, what we been doing, and where we are heading.

Sometimes, I need to follow even the simplest rules, to survive. Sometimes, in order for me to experience some great success, I need to be quiet and savor the things that are wonderful to behold. That’s the problem with the tortoise, he was so overjoyed, that he overcome, and forgotten that he need not open his mouth.

Sa buhay natin, maraming bagay ang mas mabuti pang hindi sinsabi, or wala kang sinasabi than later be sorry.

There are things that as my mother used to say;

“For your eyes only.”

©2010 THOUGHTSKOTO

LET US SEE GOOD IN OTHERS

Merong isang Japanese philosopher  who used to meet the people and teach them nung mga lessons of VIRTUE and Uprightness na nakukuha niya sa pagmamasid ng mga flowers at mga halaman na tumutubo ng abundantly sa Japan.

Isang umaga, pagkatapos ng kanyang lecture, ang matandang philosopher ay sinabihan ng isang workman;

"mamaya po pagbalik niyo galing sa inyong paglalakad, pwede po bang pakidalhan ako ng rose para mapag-aralan ko ang kanyang petals and see the lessons na binigay niyo kagabi?"

"Sige dadalhan kita ng rose", pangako ng Philosopher.

"Pakidalhan na din po ako ng hawthorn twig ng maipagpatuloy ko ang pag-aaral ko sa bagay na yan?" sambit ng pangalawa.

"Sige dadalhan kita ng hawthorn twig", sagot ng Philosopher.

"Ako din po, pakidalhan na rin ako ng lily ng mapag-aralan ko ang lesson about purity" pahabol ng pangatlo. 

"Magdadala ako ng lily" sabi ng Philosopher.

Photos are borrowed from their respective links.

English Version here

After working, nag-aabang na ang tatlo sa gate para imemeet ang Philosopher.

Eventually yung summary ng story is that yung philosopher binigyan ng rose, hawthorn twig at lily each one according to their request and after nareceive nila, nagcomment kaagad ng mga ganito;

"oh, ito ang thorn sa stem ng aking rose"

"ito ang patay na dahon na nasama sa mga green na dahon ng hawthorn twigs"

"ito ang dirt or lupa sa aking lily"

which lead to the philosopher's act na kunin ang mga thorns sa stem ng rose at binigay sa nagsabi, tinanggal ang dahon na patay at bingay din sa nagsabi, and kinuha ang mga dirt sa roots ng lily at binigay sa nagsabi and concluded.

"Well, each of you has what

attracted him first. I left the thorn on the rose purposely, the dead leaf

on the hawthorn twig, and the dirt on the lily. Each of these attracted you

first. You may keep them now, and I will keep the rose, the twig, and the

lily for the beauty I see in them."

What do we see first to people? What do we see to those whom we meet 

along the way?

Our tendency is to judge people on the way they look, they act,  

or conduct their lives, 

but do we see the reason or the 'big picture' why?

God knows each of us. God has a plan for each, different from each other. 

We all have the same goal - to come back and live with Him. 

But we have different roads to take, purposes to accomplish, 

and in general, life to live.

I cannot compare they way I live with you since we come 

from different backgrounds and circumstances. 

But there is a common thread that binds us together. 

We all have faith in one God, and He loves us.

We all have the ability to make a difference, 

touching other's lives for good.

February 14 Journal Entries Since 1994 to 2004

Below are some of the compilations and excerpts of my February 14 Journal entries since 1994. Please forgive my grammars, sipunin pa po ako nuon. hehe

I also would like to warn you, the entries are full of cheesy and corny stuffs, so I were you, don't read, just comment! haha!

February 14, 1994 (MTR)

I know it is a month of love; I am really in love. I wish we can talk but I just don’t have the courage to tell you how and what I feel. I thought I am a man, and wanted to act like a man. But I realize I am just a simple boy, this lanky short, skinny young man had nothing to offer the girl who has almost everything, beauty, brain, material things, family, and freedom to live itself. 

I have to live each day; sometimes bearing the pain of things by working with my hands just to survive .It is not a story to tell, but a reality that really happens. I do not have the power to change my life for a moment but I have the power to change the direction of the path I am traversing.

 I was not born in this fate, the fate to fail. 

I was born a winner, a special son of my Father in Heaven. 

This boy came here because my Father wanted me to grow strong, faithful, and true. 

He did not send me here destined to fall and wallow in self-pity and mediocrity. And though I don’t have a card cut into heart shape today, I have a heart that is alive, kind, and caring, something that cannot be seen everyday but can be felt. I hope you can feel that, my love.

February 14, 1996(MTR)

Everybody is busy; friends and pals greeted me happy Valentines Day. I just think of you today, and tonight when I arrived home from the on-the-job training, I wrote a loveletter to you. That’s what I do. Tonight, I wrote to you some questions that needed some answers. I ask if you love me, to please reply to this letter. Perhaps, you would learn to love me too someday, just give me this one more chance. (Everyday since I mailed that letter, I kept on dropping by the post office hoping to receive a reply from you. I waited in vain. Now, I decided to stop this craziness for you for the last time.)

February 14, 1998(MTR)

...I look at my hands, and think how many times that it touches your right hand? I think this is the only part that touches the two of us, whenever we met at the church and shook each other’s hand. But, somehow, there is a much deeper touch that you did to my heart even it was not touched by you - YOU TOUCHED MY VERY SOUL. I close my eyes. How many times did we talked and exchanged words to each other? Can only be counted by my fingers, right? But I think every time our eyes met, we spoke things that no one quite understood except you and me. I also have so much fear and disguise that time. I quickly surrender my eyes when we are staring at each other, afraid that you might see the secret I’ve been keeping for years, the love in my eyes. Can you not see it? Years had passed, many things happened. The hand that touches your right hand had been bruised and calloused as I worked to survive and live life with a little comfort. The magic of these small fingers in writing what I felt is amazing to me. The heart that was quickened by your memory sometimes feels pain, sadness, and joy but the love for you remain to be strong and true. These eyes, these eyes had seen the light and truth and sometimes will shed tears of sorrows and disappointments and joy and happiness, but it did not change its look to you…" Somehow, this is real love...

February 14, 1999
(This is the last poem and last communication sent to MTR while I am on my mission.)

Five years had passed, No one answered, Nobody knows, I kept it- though it hurts me.

I fooled myself.
LOVE-if it’s not you, then who?
We will meet again.

When? How?
I don’t know. I need to ask. I want to know. I’ll keep it, if it hurts me,
I’m not a fool.
LOVE - if it’s not me, then who?

We will meet again.
In HIS time.
Through HIS will.
I have no hope,
If it’s you,
If it be me,
HE knows it all.
He knows me.

I love you still, and will always will even until eternity.

-Kenj

February 14, 2000(F2R)

...I was wishing that someday, somehow, somewhere, I will smile to a girl and that would be the start of the love I am hoping for. I dream that someday, somehow, somewhere, I will sit beside a girl and that will be the start of the love I am dreaming of...They say that 'if you meet a girl in whose presence you feel a desire to achieve, who inspires you to do your best, and to make the most of yourself', you found Love. They say that 'if you meet someone who will hold you at your weakest, see you at your ugliest, and love you at your worst, then YOU FOUND LOVE'. Today, I found a girl turning to be a woman in the fold of God. Today I found love, real and true and lasting, YOU.

February 14, 2001 (F2R)

...I waited for you so long though I know that someday, you will come with your wonderful arrow. Whoever you are, I know you will. I just don't know when, where and what will be the circumstance. I never thought all I have to do is simply turn around and there you were, reaching your hand to hold me and fill my life with so much love and joy. So simple that when I look into your eyes, I know it is you I've been waiting for.
No sensational revelation. No fanfare. No dramatic lines.
Quietly, you just came and your hand fits mine and holds me along the way. 

(As I lead you along the way) Thank you for coming into my life.

February 14, 2002 (F2R)
SECRET LOVE
Unexpectedly, you came into my life
The very first time I saw you, love was around
Captured my mind and my very heart
I longed to see you always and hold your dainty hands.
I closed my eyes before the night ends
Reminiscing the days, memory of your lovely face
The sweet smiles, the tantalizing eyes
It soothes the soul - gives meaning to my life!
Admittedly, this feeling will always be secretly keep
But throbbing in my heart, occupying my thoughts and dreams
Sometimes it is painful, sometimes difficult to explain
But it will remain with me, until the time to reveal.
Am I madly in love, lose my sanity or decent obsession?
Enchanted, potioned, blinded, or undying admiration
Call me everything, but girl you're all I wanted
The greatest gift I longed to receive.
When faith is all I have and hope is wavering,
The difference between us is like Heaven and Earth
Let the fate decide, let faith and miracle be made
And God be thanked for your wonders!

February 14, 2003 (F2R)

...You almost fill my thoughts all the time these past few months. I do not know what have I done to suffer this madness (and what's in you that I am crazy with) that is to think of you almost everyday of my life since I met you. I wonder who will be powerful enough to replace your memory in my heart and in my mind for truly, I am inspired. I wanted to forget you. I really tried. But almost every week when we meet and talk and exchange smiles, words and looks, I can help but love you more and wished I am a charming prince to capture your admiration. I look into your eyes, I think I saw a flickering hope that somehow you might like me too, but I don't want to assume…

February 14, 2004 (F2R)

...But for someone like me, those worries are under control, they will not blur my perspective in pursuing for a better life. I know it feels heavy, no, it is taking its toll, a little discouraging at times, a little scary but somehow, God and love gives me so much inspiration to carry on, to hold on, coupled with my faith that God is at the helm of all this things. I was watching Small Ville, the series I've been following through because I feel like the hero there, his love, and his life, in his secret, in his desire to live a normal and happy life. Everyday for me is like a TV series with all its challenges, its worries, and many complicated things. Like SMALLVILLE, I feel like Clark Kent, the boy-turn-into-superhero who always take people out of mess or protect them from dangers and harm. I may not be as hunk and handsome as Clark, I may not have superpowers like laser eyes, steel body, speed of light or the ability to fly. I may not have the capacity to safeguard people from harm but I always feel like him...I wanted to be true to you, to those who cared for me and most importantly, to myself. Just like Clark, 'WHATEVER THE FUTURE MAY HOLD, I'LL MAKE SURE TO HOLD ON TO WHAT IS RIGHT."

Hope you enjoyed this entry...bukas naman po ang sa pinakamamahal ko na si Mrs. Thoughtskoto, nakasaved pati text messages namin sa isa't each other. hehe. I will ask her consent na ipost iyun. Happy Valentines sa lahat ng mga minamahal namin and mga friends and Kablogs namin.

©2009 THOUGHTSKOTO

75 Flights of Stairs

Bill, Jim, and Scott were at a convention together and were sharing a large suite on the top of a 75 story sky scraper.

After a long day of meetings they were shocked to hear that the elevators in their hotel were broken and they would have to climb 75 flights of stairs to get to their room.

Bill said to Jim and Scott, let's break the monotony of this unpleasant task by concentrating on something interesting.

I'll tell jokes for 25 flights, and Jim can sing songs for 25 flights, and Scott can tell sad stories the rest of the way.

At the 26th floor Bill stopped telling jokes and Jim began to sing. At the 51st floor Jim stopped singing and Scott began to tell sad stories.

"I will tell my saddest story first," he said. "I left the room key in the car!"

I am assigned to give a talk about dealing with life's challenges.

The story above is part of my talk that I will deliver on Friday.

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©2008 THOUGHTSKOTO