Excerpts from OHS e-mail magazine dated; 16 August 2008
Hydrogen-Powered Fleet Tours America
August 16, 2008
If you are interested in what the future holds for hydrogen in the United States, you can, depending on where you live, see for yourself. Hydrogen Road Tour '08, a two-week, cross-country trek of a fleet of hydrogen-powered vehicles, is currently underway. The fleet began its tour Monday in Portland, Me., and by the time it crosses the finish line in Los Angeles on Aug. 23 it will have made 31 stops in 18 states. For a map that includes all the tour stops, go to http://hydrogenroadtour08.dot.gov/.
I remember a Filipino inventor “Dingle” who declared that he discovered a way to run cars with water as fuel. Many people laugh at the idea. The man demonstrated and run his own car with water just to prove his claim. After years of exasperated defense of his action, the man stopped. No news was heard about him. Gossips and here says were told that perhaps, he had sold his technology to other countries who took a look at his ideas. With the exorbitant prices of fossil fuel now a day, many will surely think of his man and his claim. Could it be possible? The answer is si, da, aiwa, or whatever language you wish to say yes! While Mr. Dingle claimed to feed the engine with water, the above news clips speaks of hydrogen. And everybody’s elementary chemistry states that water was made of hydrogen and oxygen molecules. Maybe, Mr. Dingle had invented a way to instantly separate the two elements and feed the engine with pure hydrogen. Take a few finger taps on your computer keyboard and run your search engines and type “cars running on water”. It will take you to countless pages regarding the subject.
And so, hybrid or hydrogen cars touring the US showcasing the “now proven near reality” of Mr. Dingle’s claim! If ever there’s truth to his selling of his technology to other interested parties, the Philippines lost a very big opportunity. Well that’s a “now proven near reality” of the Philippine governments’ inability to hear and see their people’s intelligence. They’ll let other parties to benefit from their own people’s skills and abilities or they'll be happy seeing others enjoying the big pie while already satisfied on a corner with left-over crumbs.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
name nAMes..
Today I received one reply e-mail from one of my classmate, Lisa Udarbe. She’s formerly Ma. Luisa Salvador to us during high school (http://grandreunion.blogspot.com), a head turner with her charm and beauty, intelligent, competent and what else. She’s the cream of the crop and graduated taking almost all of the honors and awards. Back in elementary, she’s the girl to beat.
What makes it funny was she didn’t recognize me. Who else could, unless I will give full details of my identity? Back in elementary, I was known to be “Renato”. But when I go to college, my parents corrected my name and changed it to “Rene”. This was the name registered in my birth certificate and little bit simpler to remember.
I turned 5 years old living with my paternal grand-grand father. Because my older sister was already going to school and I’m playing all alone by myself, he enlisted me to Grade 1 as “saling pusa” (seat-in). They didn’t bother to ask my parents (cell phones were not yet invented) what’s my real name was and guessed it to be “Renato”. Thinking that because I’m only “saling pusa’ and that I may not continue, they didn’t bother. Unfortunately, I enjoyed going to school and my teacher then told my oldies that I can be enrolled in the next grade. Since age requirement at that time was not so strict, I finished elementary at the age of 11 and 15 during high school. However, my name remained to be “Renato”, known to be as such with all my school records bearing the name.
When I go to college, my parents decided to correct it and have it changed to “Rene” thru an affidavit. From then on, whenever I present my school records, the affidavit has to be included. (About the age, I also finished my 5-year agricultural engineering course at the age of 20.)
Coming here in Saudi Arabia, again my name was changed. In my company records, I was known as “Rene Andres” deleting the “San”. For reasons jokingly stated, that saints were not recognized in Islam.
My name was changed several times but the person remains the same. However a person was called or registered, his true identity will stick to his personality. Memories of a persons good deeds, conduct, strong character, how he dealt towards others and life itself, will remarkably remain in ones consciousness. “Oh, that guy or gal is like this..” How I could be known and what others speaks about me, would perhaps speaks of my true identity.
She could be Lisa S. or Lisa U., but she’ll remain to be the pretty and intelligent girl I knew. I could be Renato or Rene, but for others I would be this…and that…and this…and that.
Life will give us the chance to name that names you want to be known…
What makes it funny was she didn’t recognize me. Who else could, unless I will give full details of my identity? Back in elementary, I was known to be “Renato”. But when I go to college, my parents corrected my name and changed it to “Rene”. This was the name registered in my birth certificate and little bit simpler to remember.
I turned 5 years old living with my paternal grand-grand father. Because my older sister was already going to school and I’m playing all alone by myself, he enlisted me to Grade 1 as “saling pusa” (seat-in). They didn’t bother to ask my parents (cell phones were not yet invented) what’s my real name was and guessed it to be “Renato”. Thinking that because I’m only “saling pusa’ and that I may not continue, they didn’t bother. Unfortunately, I enjoyed going to school and my teacher then told my oldies that I can be enrolled in the next grade. Since age requirement at that time was not so strict, I finished elementary at the age of 11 and 15 during high school. However, my name remained to be “Renato”, known to be as such with all my school records bearing the name.
When I go to college, my parents decided to correct it and have it changed to “Rene” thru an affidavit. From then on, whenever I present my school records, the affidavit has to be included. (About the age, I also finished my 5-year agricultural engineering course at the age of 20.)
Coming here in Saudi Arabia, again my name was changed. In my company records, I was known as “Rene Andres” deleting the “San”. For reasons jokingly stated, that saints were not recognized in Islam.
My name was changed several times but the person remains the same. However a person was called or registered, his true identity will stick to his personality. Memories of a persons good deeds, conduct, strong character, how he dealt towards others and life itself, will remarkably remain in ones consciousness. “Oh, that guy or gal is like this..” How I could be known and what others speaks about me, would perhaps speaks of my true identity.
She could be Lisa S. or Lisa U., but she’ll remain to be the pretty and intelligent girl I knew. I could be Renato or Rene, but for others I would be this…and that…and this…and that.
Life will give us the chance to name that names you want to be known…
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