MIRACLE HAPPENED IN MY LIFE

In my life, I experience one time or the other extreme sadness and shortcomings, never than less I always make it to the point not to be proud nor boastful, I always kept it humble to anyone I came across with. I can never forget what happened back then when I almost lost my life in the Paranaque City Hospital, wherein I was skin and bones to begin with and I kept on vomiting from anything they tried to feed me. In my exhaustion I was able to fell unconscious and dreamed about God and his Angels in which what appeared to be in Paradise, all I knew was the feeling of overwhelming joy when I was there, but strangely one of the Angels approached me and told me that I need to go back in order to fulfill my mission, so the first thing I did when I woke up was to asked my mom to give me something drink, for I was thirsty at that time. In a couple of days I was able to go home and finally reuniting with my siblings in where they were so glad to see me back, this is how we live our lives as brothers and sisters in one roof. In the following months my younger sisters got sick from chicken pox in which in the following days died because of server complications that my parents left them puzzled, still grieving as to our much surprise, they had to endure another blow in our lives which they had panic when my younger brother fell down from the neighborhood stairs in which in a few days as the result my little brother's mishap died afterwards, we had to suffer from constant beating from my Dad that even I myself was traumatized by things that happened at our home. I had to skip from school and just cried my wits out in the pavement trying to understand why are we being beaten up in which in I now know was not our fault, "NO CHILD SHOULD EVER BABYSIT A CHILD", back then all of these things happened when I was just eight(8) years old. So most of the times I asked myself why I had to be POOR. I never forgot that day because that's all I had left to Cherish with my siblings specially now that are gone, I only wonder what if they had survived? Wouldn't be that great? Absolutely!

HOT HEADED POLICEMAN

(In summer of March in the year 2000)

I was on duty at your local gas station (SHELL - SUCAT BRANCH, Paranaque City) around twelve noon (12:00nn) when a customer who happens to be a Policeman (Bodyguard of a Mayor) and ask me where could he find a phoneboot but when I told him that we have a office phone he furiously got mad and HE SUDDENLY POINT A GUN AT ME, fearing and shaking any moment that he would kill me all I can do is cry, in so much trauma, high fever and fearing of my life I wasn't able to go to work, My Parents started to notice that as to why I got sick all of a sudden but I could not tell them what really happened for I don't want them to get involve for fearing of endangering their own very lives, weeks had passed I was able to back to work and told my boss (SHELL - SUCAT) and was upset and told me I have to fight for my rights because these things will happen again and again, my boss told me to file a complaint so that a proper legal case of action be taken, but to no avail that months had passed that no legal action was even been done until now. Then all of a sudden that the City of Paranaque had given a bribe the gift of thermos, ano yon pasko? For all I know where it came from the truth to the matter was I was insulted by this act of bribery and in so much anger and was mesmerize that my fucking foot was rolled by a car luckily the owner of the car was a registered doctor who never in his life had to smoke for the first time when the mishap happened that day. The kind doctor took me to hospital and had me taken cared for my fractured foot that was run over by his car twice, I so much shocked that I couldn't move I fell unconscious and found myself in the emergency room, so the worried doctor kept on asking me how old was I and politely told him I'm just eighteen years, anyway the kind doctor paid for the medical bills and paid for my salary good for one month. So every time I can see a Policeman my trauma kick it again. Please help me, What should I do? Should I refile the case again after so many years. Please advice me what to do next? Please help me Gen. Jesus Verzosa.

FAMILY TIES

It's so hard being the eldest among the family, you have to do everything in order to help out your parents, from the simplest allowance and fare seems to be, the truth is I had to shoulder everything, so there are times I kid myself saying "What if suddenly I had to fade out from this world" and so unluckily my Mom had to panic because of financial dismay and I wonder most of the times as to where my Mom gets their everyday meals. As you can see I don't lived with my parents anymore, not because I want to but I needed to, the fact is I had to look for a job, even to the point of ending up living with relatives for a few months and I'd make it to the point that I visit them when ever I had a few bucks to spare. But my Dad scolds me when I head for home he usually says "Are you always going to be liked this? that you had to come home only if it pleases you and you don't even persist in working you ass off so that we had something to feed your siblings. What about then? tomorrow? And what about the day after that?" Come to think of it I can't even buy my own basic needs and clothing that most of the times I pity myself "Poor little old me", in reality it's so hard to live your life in poverty. Basically I don't mind anymore what my health brings but usually ending up to more health related problems in which in return I immerse myself deeper into debt just to pay up medical bills, so there are times that what if I had just given up because the truth is the mental stress is just too much to bare it alone where even a day in your life is being pounded by day to day life and constant bickering by your own parents as to as far as I could remember in my early age of fifteen (15) where I had to earn instead of playing as a kid, not normal as where you life had to impose on a poor child like myself, so if anybody ca read my blogs to help us out, so even if that luck passes by your way my advice is for you to never to let it go, because the truth is it's depressing just to think what's happening in my personal life, the hardships of poverty and the burden knowing your parents are jobless, while my siblings are still studying, I had to thank God that I have someone who helps me from time to time but of course I can't expect that always on him, and times are hard I don't expect too much.

Tubig Baha

ang hirap talaga ng buhay ng binabaha sa loob ng bahay wala kana matulugang wala ka pa kuryente sa sobra nanyari sa buhay hindi mo tuloy ano ang gagawin mo at kung ano ang uunahin mo sa dami na nanyari sa buhay parang ban nawala ka na nag pag asa sa buhay alam namn natin sarili na tau rin ang tutulong sa ating sarili natutuwa rin ako sa kapit bahay ko na tinutulunga kami sa pag lipat ng gamit at paglilimas ng tubig sa loob ng bahay at nag papasalamat din ako sa tulong ng barangay namin kung hindi sa kanila hindi namin ito magagawa nag dahil sa kanila nakita ko ang kanilang pag mamahal sa kapwa kaya ang ginagawa ko kapag may humihingi ng tulong agan kong tinutulunga kung ano bunga yun din ang balik sau pero alam ba nyo na ilang buwan din kami wala ilaw nag kakandila lang kami at ilang araw din hindi nakakapasok ang kapatid ko dahil sa baha na yan nabasa mga gamit namin at damit nakikigamit lang kami ng gamit sa kapit bahay syrempre nakakahiya rin kung araw araw kami gumagamit ng gamit nila diba kaya ang ginagawa humingi ako ng tulong sa kaibigang ko at pinsan na makahirap ako ng pera parang lang mag karoon kami ng kuryente tuwa tuwa namn ako kasi nag karoon na kami ng kuryente gusto ko kasi ibalik ang dati namin saya natuto ako kahit sa kontin pera ay kailanga pala bigyan ng halaga. kaya nag karoon ako ng work nag ipon ako para sa amin at sa pag aaral ng kapatid ko kaya ko namn ito ginagawa para sa kanila hindi para sa akin gusto ko lang naman makatapos sila ng pag aaral masaya na ko.nagpapasalamat ako sa diyos kahit papano hindi niya kami pinababayaan maraming maraming salamat sa ganitong pamumuhay kaya ipinagmamalaki ko sa akin sarili kahit ganito kami mahihirap proud ako sikat ang pinoy at tau ang pinaka number one sa mundo na masipag at matulungi sa kapwa

ang lola kong mabait

How can I make my granny Happy, because every time she visits us she never forgets to bring goodies, that's why I'm excited to see her when she's here so I often treat her with respect she deserves and a lot more co'z I love her so much. Did you know a few months back then she got ill and it was a serious one, when heard of the news I was panicking for we haven't a single dime to go to her in Antipolo where she lives but just out lucky my partner had some money to spare us for the fare, as soon as we arrived I just broke down in tears to what I saw because she had lost weight so much because of her illness that doctors said that she had a hole inside her stomach and she has problems regarding her liver so I said to myself I will pray for her because that's the only way I know and the only thing I can share, my granny was the most important relative I have because we were close and beside I was a Lolas boy and so my granny got better and she gave me money for the fare back to manila but before I left I bought here some fruits to munch at but still I worry a lot because nobody aside but me will make her laugh each time she is in pain to take her mind off of it. So my advice to you guys always love you granny and take good care of her because we have only one favorite granny my number one(1) granny in my heart.

PANGARAP KONG WISH KO LANG

Dear Wish Ko Lang,

I am one of your avid fan and I really make it to the point to watch you show every Saturday afternoon in the hope of on day you will be able to help my siblings to finish their secondary schooling. Most of the times I cried during your episodes, so that I had the courage to ask you for help since I'd tried everything else in getting a job, it's just that lady luck isn't on my side, any financial help would be much appreciated since living in a dump had been too much to bear and lately my Dad had to scavenge food at the SM-Southmall, what he'd do is wait for a costumer at the fastfood gallery to finish their lunch and he'd tried to scavenge table scraps, when I found that out I cried, wondering why is it life's too hard on us, and I pity my Dad to resort to scavenging, thinking that he'd probably love us that much, so I'm grateful with SM-Southmall in giving us the opportunity to fill our rumbling belly to appease our starving tummy. Please help us Ms. Vicky Morales because I can't really handle it anymore and most of times when I'am hungry I am planning to resort in stealing. I Hope to my readers can help me out and if ever you do I will treat it my heart a never ending gratitude and pray that God may bless you-- Richard

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