The EIGHT LIES OF A MOTHER TO THE CHILD

The story began when I was a child;I was born as a son of a poor family.Even for eating, we often got lack of food.Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice.While she was removing her rice into my bowl,She would say “Eat this rice, son, I’m not hungry”.That was Mother’s First Lie

When I was getting to grow up,The persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house,She hopes that the fishes she got,She could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth.After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite.While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish,Which was still on the bone of the fish I ate.My heart was touched when I saw itI then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her.But she immediately refused it and said “Eat this fish, son. I don’t really like fish.”That was Mother’s Second Lie.

Then, when I was Junior High School, to fund my study,Mother went to an economic enterprise to bring someUsed-matches boxes that would be stuck in.It gave her some money for coveting our needs.As the winter came, I woke up form my sleep and looked at myMother who was still awoke, supported by a little candle lightAnd within her perseverance she continued the work of sticking some used-matches box.I said “Mother, go to sleep, it’s late, tomorrow morning you still have to go for work.”“Mother smiled and said: Go to sleep, dear, I’m not tired.”That was Mother’s Third Lie.

At the time of final term,Mother asked foe a leave form her work in order to accompany me.While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine,The strong and persevering mother waited for me under the heat of the sun’s shine for several hours.As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished,Mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of teaThat she had prepared before in a cold bottle.The very thick tea was mot as thick as my mother’s love,Which was much thicker.Seeing my mother covering with perspiration,I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too.Mother said “Drink, son. I’m not thirsty!”.That was Mother’s Fourth Lie.

MY Enneagram

The Achiever

Focused on the presentation of success, to attain validation

People of this personality type need to be validated in order to feel worthy; they pursue success and want to be admired. They are frequently hard working, competetive and are highly focused in the pursuit of their goals, whether their goal is to be the most successful salesman in the company or the "sexiest" woman in their social circle. They are often "self-made" and usually find some area in which they can excel and thus find the external approbation which they so desperately need. Threes are socially competent, often extroverted, and sometimes charismatic. They know how to present themselves, are self-confident, practical, and driven. Threes have a lot of energy and often seem to embody a kind of zest for life that others find contagious. They are good networkers who know how to rise through the ranks. But, while Threes do tend to succeed in whatever realm they focus their energies, they are often secretly afraid of being or becoming "losers."

Threes can sometimes find intimacy difficult. Their need to be validated for their image often hides a deep sense of shame about who they really are, a shame they unconsciously fear will be unmasked if another gets too close. Threes are often generous and likable, but are difficult to really know. When unhealthy, their narcissism takes an ugly turn and they can become cold blooded and ruthless in the pursuit of their goals.

Because it is central to the type Three fixation to require external validation, Threes often, consciously and unconsciously, attempt to embody the image of success that is promoted by their culture. Threes get in trouble when they confuse true happiness, which depends on inner states, with the image of happiness which society has promoted. If a Three has a "good" job and an "attractive" mate, she might be willing, through an act of self-deception which is also self-betrayal, to ignore the inner promptings which tell her that neither her job, nor her mate are fulfilling her deeper needs. Even the most "successful" Threes, who generally appear quite happy, often hide a deeply felt sense of meaninglessness. The attainment of the image never quite satisfies.

Threes can sometimes mistype themselves when they mistake the more superficial features of their personalities as indicators of their type. So, for instance, an intellectual Three might mistype as a Five; a Three who is devoted to her role as mother might think she is a Two; a Three in a leadership position might mistype as an Eight and so on. Regardless of the manifestation however, the core of the type Three fixation is the deep need for external validation.

First step to Lake Sebu

At Lake Sebu, South Cotabato

At Lake Sebu

 This is the taken during my field trip visit with my friends at Lake Sebu, South Cotabato.

The Lake Sebu was a nice place for the family to spend for the family bonding and vacation.

This place is rich in Tilapia one of my favorite dish. Tilapia is a water fish that usually grow and find only at the lake water.

In lake Sebu we have ride on the Zippline, and it was my first time, I was feel overwhelm with zippline. Huh....

I got tired of shouting, ahhhhaaaaaahhhhhhh.....aaahhh because  i really can;t believe it, it was strange...

At Lake sebu

At Grand Mosque of Sulu

At the entrance

I was so thankful for i still have the chance to join my family and be with them during the Eidil Adha mass prayer.

Almost a year since i left Jolo, and work in Davao for the willingness to help my family and honor to support my sister for her study. 

And serve my fellow Muslim in other part of Mindanao Island out of my humble capacity.

In fairness, about my work i have learn a lots though I miss my family so much because they are far away from me, their support, care, love and trust make me feel calm in the midst of trouble and problems.

 

Inside the mosque before the prayer start

I was so bless for i have this kind of opportunity of which other people wanted to have. Bless because I still have the courage from almighty Allah and motivation to help other people.

Third Floor of the mosque where are muslim woman perform the Prayer

Fatiha