Lorna and Aldrin’s Box

Pambihirang mga pusa at kuting…ayaw umalis dito sa amin. Buti kung isa lang, isang angkan…Hay buhay …

Gorby

Kaya pala lagi kong naiisip si Gorby,first day nya sa school. Ang pogi at ang galing!!! God bless you Gorby!!!

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Ang Paggunita sa mga Bayani

Di ba’t ginugunita ang mga bayani ngayon.Kaya ang  sarap…walang pasok. Iniisp ko kung nabuhay kaya ako ng panahon ng mga katipunero, kangino kaya ako sumama kay Andres Bonifacio o kay Emilio Aguinaldo. Palagay ko, kay Andres Bonifacio. Hangang-hanga ako sa kanyang kagitingan, sa pakikipaglaban sa mga bagay na kanyang pinaniniwalaan at higit sa lahat, ang pakikipaglaban para sa kalayaan ng bayan kahit buhay nya ang nakataya. Paborito ko si Jose Rizal pero mas paborito ko si Andres Bonifacio

Kung pagmumuni-munihan, noon pa lang panahon nina Andres Bonifacio at Emilio Aguinaldo, makikita mo na ang problema ng mga Pilipino, watak-watak, kung baga sa basketball "kanya-kanyang biyahe" Di ba walang tagumpay sa isang team na watak-watak. Ganoon din sa isang bansa.

Namatay din si Ninoy Aquino dahil sa politika. Alam nyo bang pumila ako sa Sto. Domingo ng ilang oras para makita lamang ang bangkay nya. Nasa high school ako noon at naka P.E. uniform pa.Ako lang mag-isa, kaya takot-na takot ako. Pero sulit naman, katulad ng title ko. Sabi ko nga sa inyo, hanga ako sa matatapang, sa mga taong may sariling paninidigan.

Sa kinakaharap ngayon ng Pilipinas, palagay ko  kailangang magsimula sa bawat isa sa atin, sa ating mga pamilya. Baguhin ang mga bagay na dapat baguhin, unti unti. Makakatulong din naman ang media, sana lagi nilang ipatalastas ang mga bagay na makakatulong para magkabuklod ang mga Pilipino.  Pinoy. Sana isang araw, para tayong mga walis, nabubuklod

Yan ang epekto ng pagtulog ng tanghali

Here, making each day of the year
Changing my life with the wave of her hand
Nobody can deny that there’s something there

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speking but she doesn’t know he’s there

I want her everywhere and if she’s beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I’m always there

I want her everywhere and if she’s beside me
I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share

Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I’m always there

To be there and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere

Nabasa ko, ang ganda:

True love is never vindictive…

Hello there, gumawa ka kasi ng profile, para di na ko nagbloblog…enjoy your european cruise on Nov. Di ba birthday ni Bisoy ang Nov. 18…Well, stay pretty…

Melchora Aquino (Tandang Sora) One of our most famous heroine in Philippine history was born in Banilad, Caloocan on January 6, 1812. Melchora Aquino is better known as Tandang Sora, because she was already old when the revolution broke out in 1896. She had very little education, but she had all the qualities of a literate person. Tandang Sora was tending a small sari-sari store in Balintawak, when Bonifacio and other Katipuneros staged the first Cry of Balintawak that started the revolution. Her store became a refuge for sick and wounded Katipuneros whom the old lady fed, treated and encouraged with her motherly advice and prayers. She was aptly called the "Mother of Katipunan." Soon. the Spaniards learned about her activities, so they arrested her and she was sentenced to be exiled to the Marianas islands. When the Americans took possession of the Philippines in 1898, Tandang Sora, like other exiles returned to the Philippines, poor and aging. For a time, she lived with her daughter Saturnina. On March 2, 1919, she died at the age of 107.

GREGORIA DE JESUS

• known as Lakambini
• wife of Andres Bonifacio
• Mother of the Philippine Revolution
• born May 9, 1875 in Kalookan
• died March 15, 1943

An Autobiography

I am Gregoria de Jesus, native of the town of Kalookan in Rizal Province. I was born on Tuesday, May 9, 1875, at number 13, Baltazar Street, now Zamora, in the place where thousand of arms used in the Revolution were buried, and where the revolutionary leaders met to make the final arrangements for the outbreak before leaving for the field. My father was Nicolas de Jesus, also a native of this town, a master mason and carpenter by occupation, and a government official during the Spanish regime, having been second lieutenant, chief lieutenant and gobernadorcillo. My mother was Baltazara Alvarez Francisco, of the town of Noveleta in Kabite Province, a niece of General Mariano Alvarez of Magdiwang in Kabite, the first to raise the standard of revolt in that province.

I attended the public schools and finished the first grades of instruction, equivalent to the intermediate grades of today. I still remember that I was once a winner in an examination given by the Governor-General and the town curate, and was the recipient of a silver medal with blue ribbon, a prize bestowed in recognition of my little learning. Because we were three brothers who must go to Manila to continue our studies, I decided to stop studying and to join my sister in looking after our family interests to enable our two brothers to study in Manila. Often I had to go out in the country to supervise the planting and harvesting of our rice and to supervise our tenants and laborers, and also to pay the wages of my father’s workers in Sunday mornings. Now and then, I did some sewing and weaving and always assisted my mother in her household chores.

Life with the Supremo
Concealing Katipunan Documents
Katipunan Custodian
Loss of a son
Fleeing the enemy
Experiences in the Katipunan

Here ends this short account of my life, written in my leisure moments when alone and free to commune with the past so that all its contents are true to the facts.

GREGORIA DE JESUS

Kalookan, Rizal

5 November 1928
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The Philippine Revolution was the work of both Filipino men and women. Women - such as, Melchora Aquino (Tandang Sora) who risked her life feeding and sheltering revolutionists, and Teresa Magbanua (Generala Isay) of Iloilo, Generala Agueda Kahabangan of Laguna and Batangas, Gregoria de Jesus of Kalookan, and Trinidad Tecson of Bulakan who fought on the battlefields as bravely as the men– greatly advanced the cause of the Revolution and were also revolutionary leaders who are deserving of public recognition.

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Gregoria de Jesus began her revolutionary work very young, at the age of 18. As the wife of Andres Bonifacio, the Katipunan leader, she suffered countless privations in the performance of the dangerous tasks which only women could do undetected by the police. The revolutionary generals spoke admiringly of her extraordinary courage and daring and of her alertness which saved her from capture.

When the revolution was suppressed by the Americans, Gregoria de Jesus returned to peaceful life. She married another patriot, Julio Nakpil. She became a devoted wife and mother, but still loyal to the ideals of the revolution which she instilled in the minds of her children.

In her last years, when her children were already grown up, she particularly enjoyed sojourning at the home of her only son Juan, of whom she was very fond. Her son was aware of her tender devotion to him and he reciprocated it. He was deeply grieved by her passing on 15 March 1943 during the dark days of the Japanese occupation.

Encarnacion Alzona
Julio Nakpil and the Philippine Revolution

Isa sa mga paborito ko:

Andrés Bonifacio 1863-1897 Andrés Bonifacio was born in Manila in 1863, the son of a government official. When both his parents died in the 1870’s, he left school to support his five brothers and sisters. By the mid-1880s, he had become a fervent Filipino nationalist; when José Rizal established the Liga Filipina in 1892, Bonifacio was one of its first members. After the Spanish arrested Rizal in July 1892, Bonifacio decided that the Philippines would only achieve independence through revolution. On July 7, he founded the Katipunan, a secret society open to both peasants and the middle class that employed Masonic rituals to impart an air of sacred mystery. It insinuated itself into the community by setting up mutual aid societies and education for the poor. By 1896, the Katipunan had over 30,000 members and functioned at the national, provincial, and municipal levels. Following the execution of Rizal in 1896, Bonifacio proclaimed Filipino independence on August 23, 1896. This time, the Spaniards moved against him, forcing his flight to the Marikina mountains, while other forces headed by Emilio Aguinaldo were more successful and won control over some towns. When Bonifacio tried to rein him in, Aguinaldo ordered him arrested and charged with treason and sedition. He was tried and convicted by his enemies and executed on May 10, 1897. Today he is regarded as a national hero.

The best stress buster in the world is talking to children…I love talking to them…they are candid, caring and bubbly. When Gorby and Adrielle are still living nearby, I always embrace them after a very tiring day and ask them this question " Love nyo ba ko? Ilan love nyo sa kin". And they will make fun of me…

Those were the days. Now, what was left to me were my mother’s plant and yes…the Bromiliads. When I was the only one in charge of taking care of mom’s plants and flowers, I was a bit scared…the probability of forgetting to water them is very high and death is very high too. What I did was to talk to them like this " Maawa naman kayo sa kin, magagalit sa kin ang nanay ko pag namatay kayo" And the luckiest person I am, they survived up to the moment. Proud to say that the Bromiliad blooms three times since March. See ?

The third flower of the Bromiliad is the most beautiful. It is pink with yello accent…very relaxing to look at. Like the Bromiliads, I see the future so promising, not just for me but for everybody. May all of us be happier and more successful in ourlives.

Gooe Evening friends!!!