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BNHS Alumna Never Quits!

For those of you who said that you’ve had enough in life and thinks of quitting, consider having a second thought when you read the story below.

You know, some successful personalities in the world also experienced the ups and downs in their lives before they achieved their distinct status and fame. Why? Because they never quit.

See for instance, in the life of the 16th President of the United States— Abraham Lincoln.

Better read below the brief account of the life of Lincoln and tell me if you still think of quitting.


Don’t you know that Abraham Lincoln Didn’t Quit! Probably the greatest example of persistence is Abraham Lincoln.

If you want to learn about somebody who didn’t quit, look no further.

Born into poverty, Lincoln was faced with defeat throughout his life. He lost eight elections, twice failed in business and suffered a nervous breakdown. He could have quit many times – but he didn’t and because he didn’t quit, he became one of the greatest presidents in the history of the United States of America.

Lincoln was a champion and he never gave up.

Here is a sketch of Lincoln’s road to the White House and became one of the most powerful persons in the world during his time:

• 1816 His family was forced out of their home. He had to work to support them.

• 1818 His mother died.

• 1831 Failed in business.

• 1832 Ran for state legislature – lost.

• l832 Also lost his job – wanted to go to law school but couldn’t get in.

• 1833 Borrowed some money from a friend to begin a business and by the end of the year he was bankrupt. He spent the next 17 years of his life paying off this debt.

• 1834 Ran for state legislature again – won.

• 1835 Was engaged to be married, sweetheart died and his heart was broken.

• 1836 Had a total nervous breakdown and was in bed for six months.

• 1838 Sought to become speaker of the state legislature – defeated.

• 1840 Sought to become elector – defeated.

• 1843 Ran for Congress – lost.

• 1846 Ran for Congress again – this time he won – went to Washington and did a good job.

• 1848 Ran for re-election to Congress – lost.

• 1849 Sought the job of land officer in his home state – rejected.

• 1854 Ran for Senate of the United States – lost.

• 1856 Sought the Vice-Presidential nomination at his party’s national convention – get less than 100 votes.

• 1858 Ran for U.S. Senate again – again he lost.

• 1860 Elected president of the United States.

Now what?

Instead of whining about why we are poor and why we are not successful, better at this point, we start re-organizing or re-arranging our personal insights and visions that would lead us to something that every one of us wants to be.

Celebrate life!

And don’t even think of closing a chapter of your book just because you fail or lost in your life’s battle. As we said, learn from your failures, or better yet, think of Abraham Lincoln then!


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“In order to know the end of the road you wish to take, ask those who have been there”.

For BNHS graduates (Batch 2011), we wish to share some rules in life that we think might help in your future struggles.

On the rules of life for graduates of Borbon National High School


Life is not fair; get used to it.


The world won’t care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.


You will NOT make 100 thousand pesos a month right out of high school OR college. You won’t be a vice-president with a car phone, until you earn both.


If you think your teacher is tough, wait until you get a boss. He doesn’t have tenure.


Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping; they called it opportunity.


If you mess up, it’s not your parents’ fault, so don’t whine about your mistakes, learn from them.


Before you were born, your parents weren’t as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents’ generation, try “delousing” the closet in your own room.


Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools they have abolished failing grades; they’ll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn’t bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.


Life is not divided into semesters. You don’t get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time.

RULE 10.

Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

RULE 11.

Be nice to nerds. Chances are… you’ll end up working for one.

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You Would Still Be My Favorite Teacher

You never can tell what type of impact you may make on another’s life by your actions or lack of action. Consider this fact in your venture thru life.

Stories like this, always have a way of putting the right perspective on life.  Read and be inspired!


Jean Thompson stood in front of her fifth-grade class on the very first day of school in the fall and told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her pupils and said that she loved them all the same, that she would treat them all alike. And that was impossible because there in front of her, slumped in his seat on the third row, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed he didn’t play well with the other children, that his clothes were unkept and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy was unpleasant. It got to the point during the first few months that she would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X’s and then marking the F at the top of the paper biggest of all.

Because Teddy was a sullen little boy, no one else seemed to enjoy him, either.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s records and put Teddy’s off until last. When she opened his file, she was in for a surprise. His first-grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is a bright, inquisitive child with a ready laugh.” “He does his work neatly and has good manners…he is a joy to be around.” His second-grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is an excellent student well-liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.” His third-grade teacher wrote, “Teddy continues to work hard but his mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn’t show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.” Teddy’s fourth-grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class. He is tardy and could become a problem.”

By now Mrs. Thompson realized the problem, but Christmas was coming fast. It was all she could do, with the school play and all, until the day before the holidays began and she was suddenly forced to focus on Teddy Stoddard.

Her children brought her presents, all in beautiful ribbon and bright paper, except for Teddy’s, which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper of a scissored grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of cologne. She stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume behind the other wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed behind just long enough to say, “Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my mom used to.” After the children left she cried for at least an hour.

On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing, and speaking. Instead, she began to teach children. Jean Thompson paid particular attention to one they all called “Teddy.”

As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. On days where there would be an important test, Mrs. Thompson would remember that cologne. By the end of the year he had become one of the smartest children in the class and…well, he had also become the “pet” of the teacher who had once vowed to love all of her children exactly the same.

A year later she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that of all the teachers he’d had in elementary school, she was his favorite.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still his favorite teacher of all time.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson she was still his favorite teacher.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still his favorite teacher, but that now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn’t end there.

You see, there was yet another letter that Spring. Teddy said he’d met this girl and was to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering…well, if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the pew usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

And guess what, she wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And I bet on that special day, Jean Thompson smelled just like…well, just like the way Teddy remembered his mother smelling on their last Christmas together.

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