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is there a truism in the saying "home is whre your heart is?

sino nagtanong n2? kalasmeyt ku ba? uulitin ko explanation? ulitin ku tlga? :)))))))))))))) wahahahah. </3

Tanong.Tanong. =D

Who's the most beautiful person you know?

ahm. si FAITH GONZALES FIDEL BA YUN? :))))))))) wahahahah feeler aku

Tanong.Tanong. =D

If you could make one person fall in love with you who would it be?

si itago naten sa namesung na "1234" wahahahaha

Tanong.Tanong. =D

Lucky - Rey and Kaye (Acoustic Duets)

If you won a $1,000 shopping spree for any store, which store would you pick?

kahit anu basta may gadgets at CAMERAAAAAAAAAAAA 8)

Tanong.Tanong. =D

Do you believe in fate?

naman. fate as in Faith, Alex, Thaila and Earl :) wahaah:">

Tanong.Tanong. =D

Blogger, sayo ko nalang ibubuhos ang lahat!

Oo na selfish na ko! alam mo kung bakit? sinanay mo kasi ako na lagi kang nanjan. Tapos ang mahirap at masakit pa dun. 2 kayo na malapit sa buhay ko. at magiging 3 pa ata. :(( :(( :(( Siguro bigyan niyo muna ako ng unting time para mag adjust! :(

Assignment in English

Check Your Understanding

A. Answer the following questions.
1. Who is Patricia? Why did the narrator and his wife adopt her?
2. Cite passages to prove that Patricia finds a second home in the household of the narrator.
3. Is there a part in the story which gives you a hint that Patricia will leave the narrator's household? Prove your answer. This literary technique called foreshadowing hints about an event that will occur later in the story.
4. Why isn't the narrator surprised when Patricia decides to leave school?
5. How does Patricia feel about her home in the hill?
6. Do you think the following descriptions of Patricia's place account for her preference to go back to the hills?

a. "The nights are not silent. There, the voice of the jungle is a thing one cannot forget. Many birds and wild things live there, wild things that speak music endlessly."
b."...tall grass that rubs against your arms pleasantly"
c."No town lights to drive away the jungle moon."

7. What picture is conveyed in the quoted passages above? What expressions make the picture vivid?
8. Does the selection bring out positive traits of a Filipino adolescent? If yes, cite instances in Patricia's life that bring out the following:

a. love for family
b. respect for others
c. dependability
d. gracious manners

9. Is there truism in the saying "Home is where your heart is." Prove your answer.

B. Do these.

1. Imagine that you have been asked to interview Patricia. Write an imaginary interview, including how she would answer your questions.
2. Provide another ending to the story. Make it clear what really happens to Patricia.


-FAITHGONZALESFIDEL :P

Patricia of the Green Hills by Maximo D. Ramos

LITERARY SKILL
• Pointing out How Imagery Creates a Vivid Impression on the Reader

An IMAGE is basically what you see in a literary work. When you look out a window, at a drawing or photograph, a reflection in a mirror, a scene on a television or movie screen- all these are images. Literary writers use words to create images. Because we “see” word images only in our minds, our own imaginations must become actively involved when we read literary works which are rich in imagery.




Which can be more attractive to a member of the minority group, to assimilate the lowland culture or to stay with his or her people in the hills or the mountains? Read the story and justify the choice made by the main character.
Patricia of the Green Hills
Maximo D. Ramos

When my friend Jose Lactaotao lost his Muslim wife and his two sons in the malaria epidemic that devastated the Maguindanao delta years ago, he left his teaching job and returned to Luzon, at the same time passing on to my wife a Tirurai orphan girl whom his father-in-law had presented him with on his wedding day.
My wife, with a rare stroke of genius called the girl Patricia, a name that suited her well. The unimaginative Lactaotao had named her Marcosa, though when she was baptized in the Protestant chapel, the American missionary had given her the name Mary Cruz. Much fairer than the average daughter of our town, Patricia was slender, graceful, and sensitive of face- traits which characterized the Indonesian stock from which she came. A bright sparkle was in her eyes and a striking sprightliness was in her gait.
She was fourteen then, and it had been five years since she left her native green hills far to the east of our town. Her ancestors had been tillers of a small clearing at the edge of the jungle, and having been plain pagans with one of the Muslim’s aversion to pork, they had, for centuries, hunted the wild boar as well as the deer.
It was in the clearing that Patricia’s parents had been murdered by bandits one evening. Patricia herself escaped only because her father had shoved her through a hole in the floor during the attack and she had quietly slipped into the underbrush. Thus, only nine, the girl had been left alone in the world, and Jose Lactaotao’s father-in-law, something of a deputy governor in those remote regions, had brought the little orphan to town.
Lactaotao’s wife had taught Patricia practically nothing about cooking especially cooking dishes in which pork was used. For although Mrs. Lactaotao had been Christianized, she had never lived down her bias against pork. Now that Patricia was with us, however, she was taught home economics in the house as well as at school. And she learned so fast that before school was out that year, she was concocting exotic-smelling dishes my wife prided herself on; though since I was what my wife calls a barbarian with jungle tastes, I still preferred the simple dried meat Patricia knew so well how to broil over wood coals, the fat dripping into the embers and curling up in sweet- smelling smoke.
Every two weeks or so during the year, except perhaps at planting time, it was the practice of a Tirurai youth to come into town peddling salted wild boar meat and venison. A typical Indonesian, he was tall and hairy of limb and chest. He was sunburned to a dark-brown, and he had muscles that wriggled like snakes caged inside his skin as he walked peddling the meat in baskets he had woven out of rattan and bamboo strips. For all his good looks, however, he wore a sour expression on his face, and he never became intimate with anyone in our town. He would arrive early in the morning, and the following afternoon. Having done his trading with the lowlanders, he would follow the winding paths back to his distant hills. It was the meat peddled by this Tirurai youth which, broiled by Patricia as I said, I found exceedingly good.
In the meantime, Patricia also learned how to operate the sewing machine my wife enthusiastically bought for her. She took instructions from a neighbor who was by way of being a modiste, for my wife does not know the difference between a baste and a hem; and before long, Patricia was making shirts and underwear. I have little doubt that if there had been children in the house, she would have learned to be good at caring for them, too.
She graduated from the elementary school second in a class of fifteen while other natives of the region were spending as many as ten years in the first four grades. In June, Patricia was going to high school. Her new dresses were made, we borrowed Elena’s old First Year books, and the three of us were ready to make the long trip by river launch to the provincial capital, where the high school was located.
But on the morning, we were to start, Patricia burst out wailing. “I am through with schooling”, she sobbed when I finally succeeded in calming her down. “I hate books.”
“But why, Patricia?” my wife wished to know. “And with everything ready!”
“I am through with school”, she repeated.
This development did not come as quite a surprise to me. For Patricia had a peculiar habit she could not break—that of occasionally playing truant with some of the Muslim girls. On certain unexpected afternoons, directly after school was out, she would slip away and climb the hill paths with three or four of the native girls to the villages beyond the line of trees outer hills. Patricia would spend the night in the house of one of her companions. Shamefacedly she would return early the next day with the girls, when her companions were gone, my wife would give her a scolding. She would weep in contrition and write out a promise not to do the like again. The new promissory slip would be laid away with the previous ones. For a month or two, nothing would happen, and we would sigh gratefully saying that Patricia had learned the impropriety of running away to the hills. And the, next thing we knew, she had fled to the hills again.
Finally, bowed and weeping, she came to my wife one night. “Please give me back the promises I have made,” she said. “I cannot keep them.”
After that, we just hoped that she went to the hills with only the more trustworthy girls. And whenever we ourselves found time to take a walk beyond the limits of the town, we would take her along. She would have a great time then, chasing butterflies and picking wild fruits and flowers. She would climb to the top branch of a tree as far as the limbs could bear her weight, and she would yodel in complete abandon till my wife, outraged, would say, “Patricia! You are a young lady now!”
The walks helped a great deal, however, and my wife and I often wished that we had more time of our own to take Patricia out, for with the passing of the months she grew more restive. In the evenings, after thumbing through the magazines in her room or perhaps doing a little of the sewing she took in for a modest fee, she would turn off the light and look out of the window. Or she would walk out to the steps on the back porch and gaze at the hills far to the east of our delta.
She was on the back porch one evening when I spoke to her. “Patricia,” I said.
“What seems to be troubling you?” I said. “This, you know, is your home.”
Patricia turned to me, sighed, and looked away at the rim of the hills.
Under the moon, the leaves waved in the breeze from the uplands. “That’s true,” she said. This is like home to me. But in the hills far out there, you see them, don’t you? There, where the moon rose not long ago tonight and where deep woods and wide grasslands are, there lie dark and little known jungles. “There”, she went on, warming up to the subject that I knew had been on her thoughts, “the nights are not silent. There, the voice of the jungle is a thing one cannot forget. Many birds and wild things live there, wild things that speak music endlessly.”
“But you must know it’s not safe to live in those hills, Patricia,” said my wife, joining us perhaps too abruptly. “It is wild there, with so many bandits roaming around these days. You lost your parents there. You will find no streets there, and no books. And at night no town lights.”
“That’s the most important thing of all”, Patricia replied, still gazing at the hills far away. “No town lights there to drive away the jungle moon. And the paths winding up the hills are narrow and little walked upon. They are lined on both sides with tall grass that rub against your arms pleasantly when you walk past them. And the nighthawks and birds whose calls one never hears in the town are not afraid to call there, and you should hear the frogs in the water calling.”
Our home was not far from the river. On the river’s farther bank lay beds of reed so thick you could not have known that rails and snipes skulked in them till our ears heard their dreamy pipings at dawn. Patricia would lie down on the graveled bank and feel the wind from the hills brush her face. Or she would poke about in the reeds and flush the wading birds.
The meat the Tirurai hunter peddled was so good that I asked Patricia to watch for him and buy several kilos of it when he should come into town again. She usually got the best portion of the man’s wares, and at slightly reduced price, too. And no wonder, my wife told me, for of course Patricia could talk to him in their native Tirurai, and that naturally made a big difference.
Then something happened. One day when we came home for lunch, the maid followed us into our room in a nervous flurry. That morning, having done her washing earlier than usual, she had returned from the river and found “the wild man” so she told us, standing in the front yard for no apparent reason. Looking up, however, she had seen Patricia half concealed behind the screen of vines on the porch, and the two were talking so earnestly with each other that neither of them saw her. In fear, that he would catch her spying on them “and tear me to pieces and make dried meat of me,” she cleared her throat. The man turned his sour face to her and Patricia withdrew into the house. Then, scowling savagely but saying not a word, the man had left.
After supper, my wife called Patricia aside and tried to reason with her. Was her friendship with the hunter a serious manner? If she returned to those barbaric hills, what would become of her talent, her looks? What was the use of her having finished her education in the town school and having been brought up in civilization if she would only return to her hills after all?
Patricia kept her eyes to the floor and sat weeping silently. Her eyes were still swollen when she came out of her room next morning.
The man did not return to the town for some months after that, perhaps, my wife hoped, because he had realized his error in trying to win so fine a girl as Patricia; perhaps, I feared, because it was the rainy time of the year again and the seed had to be sown in his clearing.
When the August rain were over the new crop we knew was well along, the Tirurai hunter came back. He had grown more bronzed and muscular. He clearly had been working harder than ever. His clothes appeared somewhat neater, too, though as usual, they were innocent of starch and iron. He made two trips to town that week.
We woke up later the following Saturday morning, after a week full of the paper work that is the death of us teachers, to find Patricia gone. We waited for her all the next day. We waited for her all the next week.
But the green hills were far away.

Source: Patricia of the Green Hills and Other Stories and poems. (Quezon City: Phoenix, 1991).

-Faith Fidel :P

Sa Pula Sa Puti- II Diamond

Inaugural Speech

His Excellency Jose Ramos Horta, Former President Fidel V. Ramos, Former President Joseph Estrada, Senate President Juan Ponce Enrile and members of the Senate, House Speaker Prospero Nograles and members of the House, justices of the Supreme Court, members of the foreign delegations,Your Excellencies of the diplomatic corps, fellow colleagues in government, aking mga kababayan.


Ang pagtayo ko dito ngayon ay patunay na kayo ang aking tunay na lakas. Hindi ko inakala na darating tayo sa puntong ito, na ako’y manunumpa sa harap ninyo bilang inyong Pangulo. Hindi ko pinangarap maging tagapagtaguyod ng pag-asa at tagapagmana ng mga suliranin ng ating bayan.

Ang layunin ko sa buhay ay simple lang: maging tapat sa aking mga magulang at sa bayan bilang isang marangal na anak, mabait na kuya, at mabuting mamamayan.

Nilabanan ng aking ama ang diktaturya at ibinuwis niya ang kanyang buhay para tubusin ang ating demokrasya. Inalay ng aking ina ang kanyang buhay upang pangalagaan ang demokrasyang ito. Ilalaan ko ang aking buhay para siguraduhin na ang ating demokrasya ay kapaki-pakinabang sa bawat isa. Namuhunan na kami ng dugo at handang gawin itong muli kung kinakailangan.

Tanyag man ang aking mga magulang at ang kanilang mga nagawa, alam ko rin ang problema ng ordinaryong mamamayan. Alam nating lahat ang pakiramdam na magkaroon ng pamahalaang bulag at bingi. Alam natin ang pakiramdam na mapagkaitan ng hustisya, na mabalewala ng mga taong pinagkatiwalaan at inatasan nating maging ating tagapagtanggol.

Kayo ba ay minsan ring nalimutan ng pamahalaang inyong iniluklok sa puwesto? Ako rin. Kayo ba ay nagtiis na sa trapiko para lamang masingitan ng isang naghahari-hariang de-wangwang sa kalsada? Ako rin. Kayo ba ay sawang-sawa na sa pamahalaang sa halip na magsilbi sa taumbayan ay kailangan pa nila itong pagpasensiyahan at tiisin? Ako rin.

Katulad ninyo ako. Marami na sa atin ang bumoto gamit ang kanilang paa – nilisan na nila ang ating bansa sa kanilang paghahanap ng pagbabago at katahimikan. Tiniis nila ang hirap, sinugod ang panganib sa ibang bansa dahil doon may pag-asa kahit kaunti na dito sa atin ay hindi nila nakikita. Sa iilang sandali na sarili ko lang ang aking inaalala, pati ako ay napag-isip din – talaga bang hindi na mababago ang pamamahala natin dito? Hindi kaya nasa ibang bansa ang katahimikang hinahanap ko? Saan ba nakasulat na kailangang puro pagtitiis ang tadhana ng Pilipino?

Ngayon, sa araw na ito - dito magwawakas ang pamumunong manhid sa mga daing ng taumbayan. Hindi si Noynoy ang gumawa ng paraan, kayo ang dahilan kung bakit ngayon, magtatapos na ang pagtitiis ng sambayanan. Ito naman ang umpisa ng kalbaryo ko, ngunit kung marami tayong magpapasan ng krus ay kakayanin natin ito, gaano man kabigat.

Sa tulong ng wastong pamamahala sa mga darating na taon, maiibsan din ang marami nating problema. Ang tadhana ng Pilipino ay babalik sa tamang kalagayan, na sa bawat taon pabawas ng pabawas ang problema ng Pinoy na nagsusumikap at may kasiguruhan sila na magiging tuloy-tuloy na ang pagbuti ng kanilang sitwasyon.

Kami ay narito para magsilbi at hindi para maghari. Ang mandato ninyo sa amin ay pagbabago – isang malinaw na utos para ayusin ang gobyerno at lipunan mula sa pamahalaang iilan lamang ang nakikinabang tungo sa isang pamahalaang kabutihan ng mamamayan ang pinangangalagaan.

Ang mandatong ito ay isa kung saan kayo at ang inyong pangulo ay nagkasundo para sa pagbabago – isang paninindigan na ipinangako ko noong kampanya at tinanggap ninyo noong araw ng halalan.
Sigaw natin noong kampanya: “Kung walang corrupt, walang mahirap.” Hindi lamang ito pang slogan o pang poster – ito ang mga prinsipyong tinatayuan at nagsisilbing batayan ng ating administrasyon.

Ang ating pangunahing tungkulin ay ang magsikap na maiangat ang bansa mula sa kahirapan, sa pamamagitan ng pagpapairal ng katapatan at mabuting pamamalakad sa pamahalaan.

Ang unang hakbang ay ang pagkakaroon ng tuwid at tapat na hanay ng mga pinuno. Magsisimula ito sa akin. Sisikapin kong maging isang mabuting ehemplo. Hinding hindi ko sasayangin ang tiwalang ipinagkaloob ninyo sa akin. Sisiguraduhin ko na ganito rin ang adhikain ng aking Gabinete at ng mga magiging kasama sa ating pamahalaan.

Naniniwala akong hindi lahat ng nagsisilbi sa gobyerno ay corrupt. Sa katunayan, mas marami sa kanila ay tapat. Pinili nilang maglingkod sa gobyerno upang gumawa ng kabutihan. Ngayon, magkakaroon na sila ng pagkakataong magpakitang-gilas. Inaasahan natin sila sa pagsupil ng korapsyon sa loob mismo ng burukrasya.

Sa mga itinalaga sa paraang labag sa batas, ito ang aking babala: sisimulan natin ang pagbabalik ng tiwala sa pamamagitan ng pag-usisa sa mga “midnight appointments.” Sana ay magsilbi itong babala sa mga nag-iisip na ipagpatuloy ang baluktot na kalakarang nakasanayan na ng marami.

Sa mga kapuspalad nating mga kababayan, ngayon, ang pamahalaan ang inyong kampeon.

Hindi natin ipagpapaliban ang mga pangangailangan ng ating mga estudyante, kaya’t sisikapin nating punan ang kakulangan sa ating mga silid-aralan.

Unti-unti din nating babawasan ang mga kakulangan sa imprastraktura para sa transportasyon, turismo at pangangalakal. Mula ngayon, hindi na puwede ang “puwede na” pagdating sa mga kalye, tulay at gusali dahil magiging responsibilidad ng mga kontratista ang panatilihing nasa mabuting kalagayan ang mga proyekto nila.

Bubuhayin natin ang programang “emergency employment” ng dating pangulong Corazon Aquino sa pagtatayo ng mga bagong imprastraktura na ito. Ito ay magbibigay ng trabaho sa mga local na komunidad at makakatulong sa pagpapalago ng kanila at ng ating ekonomiya.

Hindi kami magiging sanhi ng inyong pasakit at perwisyo. Palalakasin natin ang koleksyon at pupuksain natin ang korapsyon sa Kawanihan ng Rentas Internas at Bureau of Customs para mapondohan natin ang ating mga hinahangad para sa lahat, tulad ng:

· dekalidad na edukasyon, kabilang ang edukasyong bokasyonal para makapaghanap ng marangal na trabaho ang hindi makapag-kolehiyo;

· serbisyong pangkalusugan, tulad ng Philhealth para sa lahat sa loob ng tatlong taon;

· tirahan sa loob ng mga ligtas na komunidad.

Palalakasin at palalaguin natin ang bilang ng ating kasundaluhan at kapulisan, hindi para tugunan ang interes ng mga naghahari-harian, ngunit para proteksyunan ang mamamayan. Itinataya nila ang kanilang buhay para mayroong pagkakataon sa katahimikan at kapayapaan sa sambayanan. Dumoble na ang populasyong kanilang binabantayan, nanatili naman sila sa bilang. Hindi tama na ang nagmamalasakit ay kinakawawa.

Kung dati ay may fertilizer scam, ngayon ay may kalinga na tunay para sa mga magsasaka. Tutulungan natin sila sa irigasyon, extension services, at sa pagbenta ng kanilang produkto sa pinakamataas na presyong maaari.

Inaatasan natin si papasok na Kalihim Alcala na magtayo ng mga trading centers kung saan diretso na ang magsasaka sa mamimili - lalaktawan natin ang gitna, kasama na ang kotong cop. Sa ganitong paraan, ang dating napupunta sa gitna ay maari nang paghatian ng magsasaka at mamimili.

Gagawin nating kaaya-aya sa negosyante ang ating bansa. We will cut red tape dramatically and implement stable economic policies. We will level the playing field for investors and make government an enabler, not a hindrance, to business. Sa ganitong paraan lamang natin mapupunan ang kakulangan ng trabaho para sa ating mga mamamayan.

Layunin nating paramihin ang trabaho dito sa ating bansa upang hindi na kailanganin ang mangibang-bansa para makahanap ng trabaho. Ngunit habang ito ay hindi pa natin naaabot, inaatasan ko ang mga kawani ng DFA, POEA, OWWA at iba pang mga kinauukulang ahensiya na mas lalo pang paigtingin ang pagtugon sa mga hinaing at pangangailangan ng ating mga overseas Filipino workers.

Papaigtingin namin ang proseso ng konsultasyon at pag-uulat sa taumbayan. Sisikapin naming isakatuparan ang nakasaad sa ating Konstitusyon na kinikilala ang karapatan ng mamamayan na magkaroon ng kaalaman ukol sa mga pampublikong alintana.

Binuhay natin ang diwa ng people power noong kampanya. Ipagpatuloy natin ito tungo sa tuwid at tapat na pamamahala. Ang naniniwala sa people power ay nakatuon sa kapwa at hindi sa sarili.

Sa mga nang-api sa akin, kaya ko kayong patawarin, at pinapatawad ko na kayo. Sa mga nang-api sa sambayanan, wala akong karapatan na limutin ang inyong mga kasalanan.

To those who are talking about reconciliation, if they mean that they would like us to simply forget about the wrongs that they have committed in the past, we have this to say: there can be no reconciliation without justice. Sa paglimot ng pagkakasala, sinisigurado mong mauulit muli ang mga pagkakasalang ito. Secretary de Lima, you have your marching orders. Begin the process of providing true and complete justice for all.

Ikinagagalak din naming ibahagi sa inyo ang pagtanggap ni dating Chief Justice Hilario Davide sa hamon ng pagtatatag at pamumuno sa isang Truth Commission na magbibigay linaw sa maraming kahinahinalang isyu na hanggang ngayon ay walang kasagutan at resolusyon.

Ang sinumang nagkamali ay kailangang humarap sa hustisya. Hindi maaaring patuloy ang kalakaran ng walang pananagutan at tuloy na pang-aapi.

My government will be sincere in dealing with all the peoples of Mindanao. We are committed to a peaceful and just settlement of conflicts, inclusive of the interests of all – may they be Lumads, Bangsamoro or Christian.

We shalI defeat the enemy by wielding the tools of justice, social reform, and equitable governance leading to a better life. Sa tamang pamamahala gaganda ang buhay ng lahat, at sa buhay na maganda, sino pa ang gugustuhing bumalik sa panahon ng pang-aapi?

Kung kasama ko kayo, maitataguyod natin ang isang bayan kung saan pantay-pantay ang pagkakataon, dahil pantay-pantay nating ginagampanan ang ating mga pananagutan.

Kamakailan lamang, ang bawat isa sa atin ay nanindigan sa presinto. Bumoto tayo ayon sa ating karapatan at konsensiya. Hindi tayo umatras sa tungkulin nating ipaglaban ang karapatang ito.

Pagkatapos ng bilangan, pinatunayan ninyo na ang tao ang tunay na lakas ng bayan.

Ito ang kahalagahan ng ating demokrasya. Ito ang pundasyon ng ating pagkakaisa. Nangampanya tayo para sa pagbabago. Dahil dito taas-noo muli ang Pilipino. Tayong lahat ay kabilang sa isang bansa kung saan maaari nang mangarap muli.

To our friends and neighbors around the world, we are ready to take our place as a reliable member of the community of nations, a nation serious about its commitments and which harmonizes its national interests with its international responsibilities.

We will be a predictable and consistent place for investment, a nation where everyone will say, “it all works.”

Inaanyayahan ko kayo ngayon na manumpa sa ating mga sarili, sa sambayanan, WALANG MAIIWAN.

Walang pangingibang-bayan at gastusan na walang wastong dahilan. Walang pagtatalikod sa mga salitang binitawan noong kampanya, ngayon at hanggang sa mga susunod pang pagsubok na pagdadaanan sa loob ng anim na taon.

Walang lamangan, walang padrino at walang pagnanakaw. Walang wang-wang, walang counterflow, walang tong. Panahon na upang tayo ay muling magkawang-gawa.

Nandito tayo ngayon dahil sama-sama tayong nanindigan at nagtiwala na may pag-asa.

The people who are behind us dared to dream. Today, the dream starts to become a reality. Sa inyong mga nag-iisip pa kung tutulong kayo sa pagpasan ng ating krus, isa lang ang aking tanong – kung kailan tayo nanalo, saka pa ba kayo susuko?

Kayo ang boss ko, kaya’t hindi maaaring hindi ako makinig sa mga utos ninyo. We will design and implement an interaction and feedback mechanism that can effectively respond to the people’s needs and aspirations.

Kayo ang nagdala sa akin sa puntong ito – ang ating mga volunteers – matanda, bata, celebrity, ordinaryong tao, na umikot sa Pilipinas para ikampanya ang pagbabago; ang aking mga kasambahay, na nag-asikaso ng lahat ng aking mga personal na pangangailangan; ang aking pamilya, kaibigan at katrabaho, na dumamay, nag-alaga at nagbigay ng suporta sa akin; ang ating mga abogado, na nagpuyat para bantayan ang ating mga boto at siguraduhing mabibilang ang bawat isa; ang aking mga kapartido at kaalyado na kasama kong nangahas mangarap; at ang milyun-milyong Pilipinong nagkaisa, nagtiwala at hindi nawalan ng pag-asa – nasa inyo ang aking taus-pusong pasasalamat.

Hindi ko makakayang harapin ang aking mga magulang, at kayong mga nagdala sa akin sa yugto ng buhay kong ito, kung hindi ko maisasakatuparan ang aking mga binitawang salita sa araw na ito.

My parents sought nothing less and died for nothing less than democracy, peace and prosperity. I am blessed by this legacy. I shall carry the torch forward.

Layunin ko na sa pagbaba ko sa katungkulan, masasabi ng lahat na malayo na ang narating natin sa pagtahak ng tuwid na landas at mas maganda na ang kinabukasang ipapamana natin sa susunod na henerasyon. Samahan ninyo ako sa pagtatapos ng laban na ito. Tayo na sa tuwid na landas.

Maraming salamat po at mabuhay ang sambayanang Pilipino!


`JUNE 30,2010 QUIRINO GRANDSTAND

Sa Pula Sa Puti 06-29-10

Tuesday. hay nako hirap! Title ng blog ko ngayon Sa Pula Sa Puti. wala lang trip ko lang summary kasi ng araw ko sa school ngayon ay Sa Pula Sa Puti eh yung DULA sa Filipino. Teka nga, ganito kasi yan maaga ako ginising ni mama siguro 4 kasi I-Witness palang nun eh, yung replay. Pagatapos nireview ko yung sagot ko sa math at pumasok na ko. Hinatid ako ni Kuya Jhing sa skul ambigat kasi ng bag ko eh. Pagkadating ku si Irvin ang unang bumati saken :)) Tapos pagpasok ko sa rum sabi ni Riza at Kathlene "Goodmorning Faith" sabi ko "Good Morning, Pakopya!" wahahah kasi nakita ku sila eh kokopyahan asayment sa math! :)) nakikopya din aku dun sa graph lang naman.! tapos si Earl ayaw i share saken yung NB ni Kathlene. Ang aga agang pampam :)) ahahah. Nagreview siya sa Geometry tapos kami namang dalawang Angel na si Thaila ay nanggulo kay Earl. As in hindi siya maka review eh seryoso pa naman yun pag nag re-review. Pero nag review na rin kami ni Thaila ng maayos. hanggang si JOR nagtanong kay Thaila if namamaga yung pisngi niya tapos sabi ni Thaila "JOR may BEKE ka". Papunta na kami sa kabilang faculty Room para puntahan si Ma'am Inosanto kaya lang nakita namin si Sir. Dela Cruz kaya kay sir na lang namin kinonfirm if may beke nga si JOR at ayun totoo nga! Pinatawag na lang namin si JOR sa bahay nila at nagpasundo siya tapos sinabi na rin namin kay Mam Inosanto. Wala muna kantahan ngayon a.k.a Pampagising sa Umaga sa Geometry may bonggang bonggang quiz kasi kami actually it's our first quiz and I am very much happy because I got 23/25. Aba okay na yun no para sa isang mahirap na Subject! :)) wahahha. patapos nun nag BIOLOGY na kami, tapos ang hirap nung BIO, yung 1st activity namin eh kasi tungkol sa branches of Biology. tapos natatawa ako kay Thaila sabi ko kasi sa kanya abutin niya yung dictionary sa library tapos ang binigay niya saken eh yung English na pang 1st year eh bawal na bumalik napaka hay nako! :)) ahahah tapos nagpapalitan kami ng reference :)) mga baluga talaga kami! Anyway, ambaet ni Mam Galam ngayon! :D nung break time na namen si Earl "malas daw sabi niya" dami daw siya mali sa BIO. mind over matter ! haler! :)) ahahah tapos kumaen na kagad kame ng kanin para sa break time gutom na kasi ako eh. tapos i tried to review in TLE pero hindi ko siya kaya as in walang pumapasok sa utak ko! :( :( patapos nun ay VE namin grabe interesting ang VE namin ngayon eksayted na ku every VE time! tapos ALGEBRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA >:( ang pinaka ayaw ko! pambihira! hirap hirap naman kasi eh! >:( >:( hay nako! buti nalang sa MAPEH kahit ganun na stretch stretch atleast ansaya parang toys :)) ahahaha :)) sa umpisa lang naman masakit eh tapos nun masaya na. :D :D :D :D :D lunch time namen? anu nga ba ginawa ko nun? ah okay. kumaen ako ng chocoyey! tapos nag review na ku sa TLE. sa English naman naglesson kami at gets na gets ku naman yung lesson namin sa English ansaya nga eh super.. :))Tapos eto na. ANG DAKILANG FILIPINO. eto habang nag peperform yung ibang group si Renzo, Earl at Ako ay nagiisip ng pwede naming idagdag na twist sa play namin. Naisip ni Renzo na mulawin na lang yung pagsasabungin tapos sabi ko naman dapat si Teban kuba tapos si Earl ang magaling na si Earl hinaluan ng ka berdehan ang play namin sabi niya yung ginawa natin kagabi.. chuvachuva! :D :D tapos hanggang sa kami na e2 yung script namin:

[actually adlib lang lahat]
bigay ko nalang yung pinaka matindi kong line ahaha.

"IKAW HINDI PORKET GABI GABI TAYO NAGSASAYA, HINDI MO KO MAKUKUHA SA DRAMA MO"

-grabe line ko yun at adlib lang yun grabe tlga! hiyang hiya ako super duper!
Anyway nagbunga naman kasi panalo kami! yehey! best! best! wee. :D :D :D
tapos nun yung mga kalasmeyt ku kanya kanya ng tanong, San mo ba nakuha yung script mong yun? wahahha :D :D :D

tapos.tapos. yung TLE namin nag quiz kami at 13/15 aku. buset kasi yung tawag sa Kuba na computer at flat screen eh ahahah :))


-tapos ansaket manuntok ni earl sa braso pero mas masaket yung kurot ko sa kanya., for sure mamamaga yun! :D :D :D

-GEH UN LANG UNTI LANG DIBA? :D

ENROLLED!

waaaaaaaaaaaa :)) pasukan na ulet. hala :-| hindi pa aku ready la pa nga ako alam eh. mangangamote na naman ako nito :)) Anyways, kanina enrollment namin. kaya enrolled na ku tapos sa 15 na pasok namin tsk.tsk. tapos na ang summer papethic pethic vacation :)) NO to Facebook na :((

blessed sunday

It's really a Great Sunday.. God gave me a wonderful and great weekend.. Woke up at very early though I'm so puyat because of Andrie.. Anyway.. Sunday School is really a lesson and message is really from God. I've been so thankful for the last weekend but now I am very very very very thankful to the highest level :))... Anyway, today is also my cousin's birthday.. Off from now need to do something.. PAPER WORKS! :D


grin!

TREASURE ISLE :]]

I've been so addicted sa mga Facebook Applications.. before I am a Farmville addicted person..ewan ko ba kung kelan tumaas na yugn level ko saka ako tinamad ahaha :)) Anyway, my farm is really a disaster just like what my cousin said.. it looks like C-6 for those who don't know C-6 it's a completely disaster full of kangkong leaves with lumot factor :)).. In fact, boring ang FB kapag walang mga applications.. Agree Much! Now, I am busy digging for a treasure.. Treasure Isle na yung kinaadikan kong application.. Madali lang kasi at mabilis ang pag level up unlike other applications maghahang PC mo ;) Level 49 na nga ako sa Treasure Isle eh at papataasin ko pa iyon :]]

Having this first day as an official blogger member :]

Woke up very early but then my younger brother is the one using computer.. Finally after him, I opened my facebook account and got mad when I saw a page entitled "I HATE JESUS" argh.. that thing >:( whoever made that page is dumb.. how he/she can do that? Anyway I am fond of editing my blog profile but then I can't do what Ate Arrianne did to her profile it's kinda awesome.. I want that too.. I can't find a background for my profile.. Is there anybody here that teach me how to do that? :)

-off from now!
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