SUNGIT

Bwisit!

ang pulang likido ng buwan,

ang sakit ng puson,

ang kati ng dibdib


Bwisit!

ang buhok na matigas suklayin,

ang kukong mahirap linisin,

ang katawang maselan


Bwisit!

ang mahinang damdamin,

ang matang iyakin,

at pusong sakitin

My best friend Kiyomi

It started when they were in grade 1 to grade 3. They were enrolled in the same school in HOLY SPIRIT ELEMENTARY SCHOOL.





They were very happy when they are together. Dhea can still remember when Kiyomi gives her a ring. But at the end their grade 2 they got separated.








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Dhea done this through e-mail addresses but she can’t find her


Dhea know Kiyomi might not remember her now, but she don’t loses hope, she still want to find the first person that she shared her dreams inner childhood days….

ESSAY: FISHY

" Ang hindi magmahal sa kanyang sariling wika ay higit sa hayop at malansang ISDA"

"Indio" this is the biggest insult of Spaniards to the early Filipinos, they are unconscious that the Filipinos use to call them "Bangus" as an exchange to their insult. This thought make me laugh when Mr. Redublo (our Rizal instructor) discuss it. In the midst of the class my mind unconsciously go further and further until it snatches a certain lines in Rizal's poem "Sa Aking mga Kabata" (the lines shows above) it proves that the word fish pertains to Spaniards.

The line tells us that whoever us that whoever betrays it's own home land is cursing than the Spaniards who gives us pain and destroyed our humanity. In this kind of brave and naked writing of Rizal it had also answered the question " Why does Rizal is our National hero and not Bonifacio?". It's because Rizal is braver than Bonifacio, Bonifacio figth with numbers of Katipuneros with bolo while Rizal fights alone wiht his pen. Think about it, who among the two is easily identified is it Rizal or Bonifacio? If you'd assest that you may know the answer.

ESSAY: dEaTh

We start living 9 months inside our mothers womb. Then, earn our life in a years that will going to pass by making a strong foundation of our identity, being good from bad and learning right from wrong. Having our own name, commit relationship and responsibility to your family, relatives and loyal friends. Establishes own beliefs and strengthens human dignity. But it was all wasted when death arrives. It not just snatches our earthly body and breathe but also our identity, memories and humanness. It just makes us a tiny mark from the mind of the living. This is the worst thing in dying for you're not just the one who leaves them; they also leaves you.





"I am Laura Andrea, someday I also be leaving this world if that
time will come will you leave me together with my memory rot in a
chamber of eternal? or will you choose to stay wiht the happy
memories and fruitful experiences we've been through together?"