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like a bottle

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“I am a bottle, Sometimes red, sometimes blue, I can be the every hue… Sometimes tall, sometimes short, You can see me with all sort. Sometimes I am drunk, Then you see that I stumble and fall; Sometimes I just stand, With nothing but a stall. Sometimes I’m with a dirty little lad, Along with my other friends; Then we go to junkshop, Where the junkman has become his friend. Through the road we go, Being thrown against a man; Blood flowed through his head, As we get smashed and landed on the ground. Sometimes I float, With the water as it rise; But sometimes I just sink For all the weight that’s inside. When I broke, I can stay broken. But if I wish, I can become whole again. That’s me! I’m a bottle. Definitely! I am… We are like the bottle, having colors of different hues and different sizes. We have characteristics that each of us uniquely possess. But despite these differences, we still are bottles and that makes us one. And with that, we must becom
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Ready, Get set, ELECT!

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Election is getting nearer. Politicians have begun appearing here and there. Have you decided your line of candidates? Are you ready for the election? Here are some tips on how we can get ready for the election, that we can become responsible voters on May 10. BEFORE THE ELECTION: Register: Only registered voters are allowed to participate on electoral processes. Visit your voting precint: Finding your voting precint before the day of election enables you to save your time and energy on the big day. This will also assure that your name is in the voters’ list. List the names of your candidates: You may write your choice on a piece of paper. In that way, you will not struggle on deciding your choice of candidate during the election process. This will also save your time. Listen to campaigns: Various candidates offer different platforms to the government. By listening to them, may it be on television or radio, we can scale the heights
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BOBOto ka ba?

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Eleksyon na naman. Uso na naman ang mural painting sa kalsada, iba’t ibang senyas ng kamay, at mga politikong sumasayaw at kumakanta. Bigla yatang bumait si tito. Mukhang hahabol yata sa pwesto. Nagpamigay ng ham at groceries nung pasko. Badtrip! Trapik na naman sa kanto. Naka-display na naman ang billboard ng mga politiko. Maayos pa ang daan na yun ahh. Wow! Libreng pamaypay. May towel at t-shirt pa. May nakaipit din pala. Isosoli ko sana. Give away daw nya. Tumataginting na limandaang piso. Ayus! Teka, ano bang okasyon, birthday ba nya? Gumagala din ang mga superhero. Isa lang ang pagkatao pero nakakadalawa kung bumoto. Flying pa nga kung tawagin. Oo, siguro kasi ang pera super fly din. Siguradong aangat ang buhay mo. Sagot kita. Lalaban tayo. Ipagagawa ko ang eskwelahan. Libreng gamot para sa lahat. Lahat tayo ay makikinabang pag nanalo ako. Tutuparin ko ang pangarap nyo. Iboto nyo ako! Hay! Ang daming pangako. Nakakalito na.Hindi naman malaman kung ano ang matutupad. Ilang taon na
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BUILDING ON SANDS

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Little by little, the walls arise Shining with magnificence, its glory shines Glimmering the world’s darkest sides Amazed by its beauty, everyone desires. Yet through the brightness the roaring waves splash Through the magnificent castle that was built on sand The towering walls worn out and crushed Oh why could this happen? Gone were the lush. Frustration, grief, and sorrow fill the air As the castle once built was nothing there Gone with the waves, gone with the ground All we see was sand, but the castle’s not around. We grieve for the castle, we mourn in despair But have we ever mourned for the creator of air? Loving the world, striving for abundance Yet leaving our souls with nothing, no substance. Everything on Earth is just temporary Even the castle that was built in glory Everything is non-sense, even the hours But with Him as our builder, all is ours.
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Tita Cory, It is Well, It is Well!

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When was the last time somebody died and changed your life? Oftentimes, we rarely pay much attention to the impact of such traumatic events. We weep, we cry. As if we were attached to the person who died, that there will be no life after death, no hope for us to cling on. Tita Cory’s death is a really traumatic experience especially to her children, to her grandsons and granddaughters, but most importantly to the lives she has changed, from the moment she stands out from the crowd and waved the flag of democracy against the strangling and lashing forces of the Marcos regime. But as her death pass by, I asked myself many times. What does Tita Cory’s life and death did for me? Is it the “Laban sign” that I started to imitate from the people I watched on the television or the fight that I must continue for the change that I must struggle on? Is it the yellow ribbon that was tied up to the trees and was treated as a new fashion trend or the yellow color as the symbol of
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AKO MISMO

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Pasulpot-sulpot ang mga nauusong salita sa kanto, echos dito kemberlu doon…iba’t ibang salita, hindi naman malaman ang tunay na kahulugan. Ang wika ba’y isang uri ng pakikipagrebolusyon o dili naman kaya’y isang sunghay ng isang matamis na relasyon, isang pangangailangan o isang bagay lamang na nailalabas ng ating makakating mga lalamunan, na para bang isang ubong walang pakialam kung sino ang matamaan at kung ano ang kahihinatnan? Lahat tayo ay may wika, may tinig na sumasamyo sa ating mga labi. Maging pipi ka ma’t bingi, bulag o kimi, lahat tayo ay may wikang sinasambit. “AKO MISMO”, minsan ay nawika ko, nawika niya, nawika naming lahat. Sa loob ng tatlumpung segundong pagpapahayag, nagampanan nga ba talaga ang kanyang tunay na tungkulin? Nariyang magsulputan ang mga sikat na personalidad, sila Angel Locsin, Maxene, Ely Buendia at marami pang iba. Maging mga ordinaryong mga mamamayan ay nakilahok na din. Sa Facebook, sa Friendster, sa twitter andun sya. Wari baga’y
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