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They finally get to use a laptop computer

A bright child from a poor family wants to finish high school but cannot afford the tuition. The family lives on less than $1867 USD a year. It would be a crime to do nothing and just let this bright child’s mind languish and go to waste.

Please consider donating $10 dollars by opening a monthly allotment. Click the donate now button and help.

If you like, you can also write your check to the Scholarship Fund and send it to:

SAS Ai Treasurer
43096 Branower St.
Ashton, VA 20147

 Thank you.

“We Gave Them Everything. . .”

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Masonry is hard backbreaking work.

Parents, at some point, lament their having been so doting, caring, and overly giving to their kids. Specially when things go awry. Their child gradually turns deaf, steadily becomes belligerent, goes wild and joins the tattooed, chain and stud-adorned masses. What went wrong?

Psychologists write volumes on human behavioral case studies, on human bowling balls hitting the gutters, on dysfunctional families. They write, analyze and endlessly discuss humans gone bad and enmeshed in hopeless situations.

Our case is simple enough. The parents work tirelessly. For those who are fortunate, Grandma and Grandpa help babysit. In most cases, the kids come home to an empty dwelling. Towards the end of the day, the parents come home from work, dragging, tired, hungry, irritable, angry at what happened at the plant, office, or ward. They eat in silence too tired to converse. After a beer and some TV they crash.

After her husband died, she suffered a severe stroke

Operating a small cafeteria is just as demanding.

Meanwhile, the child’s sequestered in his or her bedroom, playing Nintendo, Xbox, or Smartphone, laptop or any Internet capable gadget. They’re into texting, sexting, nexting, whatever. Heaven only knows what sort of pornography the child accesses.

In school there’s bad company. The kid feels no self-worth. Feeling worthless, wimpy and below par, the kid invites rough treatment from other students. The wish to belong and to be accepted mounts. The kid wants to be cool. His parents don’t and can’t give this brand of coolness – but some kids in school can. The kid gravitates towards the vortex of cool and gets sucked in. Bad company, bad habits, vices, addictions. . . even glorified promiscuity and the lack of regard for authority. Immorality, depravity, and sexual perversions come next, heavily accented by failing grades.

The parents throw up their hands and despondently cry out, “We gave them everything… we slaved and toiled so they could have everything we never had. And now this?”

Melanie gifts

At SAS Ai we look after the welfare of our students.

At SAS Ai, our Field Operations Team looks after the welfare of our students. We make no room for bad attitudes. We stop such unwanted seeds from germinating. We acknowledge our students for their hard work in school, and we recognize them for their good grades, exemplary behavior, and academic progress. We promote a positive attitude, gratefulness and good citizenship.

At SAS Ai we ask our students to help their parents with their chores at home in addition to their rigorous homework studies. We inspire them to collaborate, coöperate, and work as a team.

We offer mentoring, coaching, and encourage group study sessions. We believe in our students being tech savvy. We offer Virtual Classroom activities, Internet Cafe for research and electronic mail.

Entertainment Break

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President with scholars July 5 011The meeting went on tightly following the agenda and schedule. Students wrote their expectations on the whiteboard. They then discussed how they intended to achieve those expectations. The group attentively took part in all the discussions, coming up with ideas and suggestions. One such suggestion was “peer help”. Students who lived in the same Barangay can have mutual access arrangements among themselves for peer help.

Currently, the organization has two laptop computers for the students, one donated by a generous supporter and the other purchased by a board member who prefers to remain anonymous. The kids can get access to the Internet, work on the SAS Ai virtual classroom activities and process electronic mail. This in addition to their computer lab courses in school.

At this particular July 2014 meeting, President & CEO, Mr Buenavista himself entertained the group during the breaks, playing guitar and leading in the sing-along. Some of the more outgoing students sang solos and their favorite tunes.

Students meet with President & CEO

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PresidentJULscholarsCRPDLast July, President & CEO, Mr Leonardjon L Buenavista took a special trip to the Philippines to meet with the students who take part in the SAS Ai financial aid program. Mr Buenavista paid for his own trip and expenses. SAS Ai gave no funds to help defray the cost of his visit.

For the benefit of our donors and supporters, we want to state this upfront to reinforce our statement that we do not have any administrative costs connected with our financial aid program.

The meeting agenda included topics on leadership, teamwork, peer-to-peer help, group study, and participation in the Virtual Classroom activities. By all accounts, everybody had a great time. The meeting enhanced camaraderie among the students and provided student access to SAS Ai’s officers. Field Operations VP, Albert D Bunoan helped set up and conduct the meeting.

News from our Graduates


Arthien Lovell Pelingen

It’s always great to hear from our graduates.

We heard from Arthien Lovell Pelingen. He is doing well in his pursuits. He is currently enrolled in a Bachelor of Science Program, Biology Major at the nation’s most prestigious college –  the University of the Philippines on a full scholarship grant. Arthien graduated high school, class salutatorian.


Nesza Queen Camonas



We also heard that Nesza Queen Camonas is attending MAPUA Institute of Technology pursuing a degree in Engineering. All is well, she tells us.


Jessa Lagrana Lastimosa

Jessa Lagrana Lastimosa


Meanwhile, Jessa Lagrana Lastimosa was at St Louis University in Baguio City, pursuing a BS degree in Pharmacy. We believe she is currently interning at Bethany Hospital.

SAS Batch 80 and Batch 81

Our VP of Sales & Marketing, Melanie P Florentino filed this report:

SAS Batch 80 and SAS Batch 81

SAS Batch 80 and SAS Batch 81

Dear SAS Ai Family,

Here’s hoping all is well with you.
Please be informed that the campaign for Batch ’80 to support the “$10 dollar allotment per month for scholarship funding” is ongoing since its launch last summer (May 2014). The response is kinda slow but it’s moving nonetheless and gaining momentum.Smile
As of yesterday, Elizabeth dela Cruz (based in Winnipeg Canada) remitted PhP 4,000 pesos to my bank account which I have withdrawn and deposited to Albert’s PNB account earlier today. The amount represents her first initial support to the campaign.
Ramon Octavo (also in Canada) informed me a few days ago that he will send his donation at the end of this month. He also mentioned that he started talking to other batch-mates in Canada and hopes are high that they will join the fray. God willing.
Just for accounting purposes of remittances to Albert’s PNB account between May and July 2014.
Annie (80) and Joey (81) – PhP 4300
Digno Follosco (81) – PhP 6,000
Elizabeth dela Cruz (80) – PhP 4,000
Not much really so we need to work harder.
Thanks and warmest regards,

Going Into Orbit Decay

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If you feel a hollow in your heart, it is there waiting to be filled, with deeds of goodness toward others and God’s presence.

We joined family friends for Mothers Day celebration yesterday after Church Services.

The sumptuous meal lasted all afternoon, complimented by the fine company and the cozy surroundings. Lively conversations, G-rated family jokes, horseshoe toss, game of billiards, and sinful desserts with fine wine to close the luncheon.

On the way home my wife and I talked about the celebration. What she had to say saddened me. It seems that one of the younger kids was going through a bout with depression – imagined or real I didn’t know. My wife recalled the conversation she had with Sensia, a 24-year-old college graduate.

“I hate my job,” she confided to my wife. “My co-workers are happy and satisfied with mediocrity. I have to work late to mop up their mistakes.”

“Did you talk to management?” my wife countered.

“It’s no use,” Sensia said with a deep sigh. “The supervisor just told me to deal with it. Upper management remains oblivious.”

“Hmmm. Sounds like a not-so-good place to work,” volunteered my wife. “But you know, you should focus on things you can control, like – your own duties and tasks. Do them well. Be the best at it. Soon you will become the resource person.”

Sensia turned quiet. She toyed with her food. Her plate didn’t have much of anything. Just a couple of stuffed celery stalks, capers and a sliver of smoked salmon.

“Is that all you’re eating?” my wife tried to bring Sensia back into the conversation.

“I am not a happy camper,” Sensia finally declared. “My latest boy friend and I broke up after only a couple of weeks. Well, he wasn’t worth it anyway. All he wanted to do was play with his smart phone. I lost my lease to my apartment. I moved in with my Mom and I have to gas up once every two days. I’m spending all my savings on gas. I have no appetite and can’t sleep. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I blame Mom for not helping me keep up my lease. She wanted me to move in with her.” Sensia sniffled. “I’m depressed just thinking about what to do next – but I can’t stay with my mother. The whole world is collapsing all around me.”

I knew my wife felt sympathy for Sensia. So young and alone at sea it seemed. She asked me, “What do you think? What would you do?”

Keeping my eyes on the road I managed to answer, “Well, maybe Sensia needs to hit bottom to rise. That’s the way of the world. Reality seeps in – it’s a bitter pill to swallow, you know, take the good with the bad. Just keep on trucking.”

I knew Sensia since she was in grade school. She always had everything handed to her by her parents. She also tends to be a bit dramatic and goes into histrionics at the drop of a pin. After her parents divorced, her mother became more doting. Too much of a good thing isn’t good, no matter what it is.

We paused for a moment and prayed for Sensia’s deliverance.

Things were going great and then. . .

After her husband died, she suffered a severe stroke

After her husband died, she suffered a severe stroke sending everything into a tailspin

In pursuing our mission to help bright kids from poor families finish high school, we come across many special applications or requests for financial aid. One such request came across our desk for consideration earlier this year. We can relate to this story. All of us are just one paycheck away from being homeless.

Maria, (we changed the names to keep the privacy of the parties involved) and her husband Taliofero operated a small cafe-diner. The place was no bigger than four office cubicles joined together, furnished with four tables with four chairs each. The simple menu included many local dishes affordably priced and targeted toward a clientage composed of the local government workers, school faculty and staff and a few students from wealthier families, who carry sizable lunch money allowance. Bottom line, business was booming. Maria was able to send her daughter Donna to private high school.

Then the unimaginable happened. Taliofero had a massive heart attack while cooking a batch of Dinuguan (a local blood pudding delicacy with pork innards). Their sense of loss and grief exponentially doubled as Maria suffered a stroke soon after they buried Taliofero. Utterly devastated, the family began to sell some of their belongings, jewelry and home furnishings to help run the business and to survive. Although it was touching and inspiring to see Maria and Donna try everything to mitigate the ravages of physical handicap and erosion of morale, the situation was nevertheless a portrait of raw despondency and frustration. Creditors repossessed their home. They moved back to Maria’s mother’s house.

Donna was going into her last year of high school. She had been an honor student all three years earlier and actively involved in the school paper as assistant editor. Donna’s bright and shows tremendous potential. But now, out of money and essentially broke, she faces transferring to the public high school. They applied for financial aid so Donna can graduate at the same high school wherein she started.

Our committee didn’t take long to decide. Donna will graduate this year from St Augustine’s School.