MY FUTURE

MY FUTURE

When I was a kid, I always look up to fairy-tales like Cinderella, Snow White, Beauty, Pocahontas, Jasmine, Rapunzel and all. I always loved the concept of having a prince charming that will be your knight in shining armor. Someone that would protect you from evil witches and fight for you. A fairy-god mother who will be your back up in times you will need a friend, but it would always end there. It would always just a dream. Just a dream.

When I started to realize that those fairy-tales won't ever exist, I began to dream a family. I was 13 years old back then, I am seeing my future holding my baby's hand and the other one was my husband's hand. And my other imaginations were, having a picnic with my future family or even going together at the grocery store. I am one of those million people who is truly a hopeless romantic.

Years passed and here I am now, 20 years old. I didn't even recognized it was seven years ago and now, envisioning another picture of my future. Those were the good old days, that 13 years old hopeless romantic girl withered. 

My fancying future looks like this, 10 or 15 years from now: 

Get a doctorate degree and be proud of it. Apply a job, make it a career. Establish a good business for my whole wide family. Save more and more so that building house for my family won't be a great issue. A house far away from urban areas so that fresh air won't be that hard to find. I am bringing my family to one of the place I've ever dreamed of, Amsterdam. We will travel the world together so that my father and my mother will experience how great it is to travel in one place to another. Spend more time with my family then if, and only if, I will be ready, I would settle down then fabricate my own family. Meaning, it's my own choice now. 

Planning for your future sometimes is too mainstream, let it be spontaneous because we never know where our life ends. We may be too young but to dream big for our future never requires ages. Thus, it might be a good sign to foresee your future so that we can be ready anytime of the changes our life brings.

The Story of My Life

JESSA MAE PLACENCIA MONTEALEGRE'S STORY 
A Hopeful Disaster

May 7, 1996, a child was born in Dumaguete City. It was one fine day when my mother, Jessica Placencia Montealegre was having her labor in Negros Oriental  Provincial Hospital with my father, Mario Getrosa Montealegre carrying my elder brother, Jessmark Placencia Montealegre. At 2:36 in the afternoon, I decided to go out in my mother's womb and see the real and beautiful world out there. Imagine seeing the real world in your two naked eyes? I am truly excited!

My tita Rita, elder sister of my mother, who was my history teller, my first three years has been cheerful. Since I was the youngest among all of my cousins, they used to play with me, one cousin after another then another. But that happiness we felt those times has a reciprocal sadness that brought everyone to grief. I was diagnosed with polio virus. Polio virus the causative agent of poliomyelitis (commonly known as polio), is a human enterovirus and member of the family of Picornaviridae.

 The reason why I kept on saying about my experience of Polio is 4 out of 10 people only are at risk of this kind of illness and has only 60% of being cured, if not then both legs will be numb as ever. I will never forget how I fought polio virus. NEVER!!!

When this chapter of my life entered, I was so confused. I am only 4 and a half years old then  and yet I still cannot walk. I tried talking to other kids and ask them to be my playmate but there was nobody willing to be there for me. My Lola got sick because every night she hoped that these happenings was just a nightmare but when she woke up the morning after, she realized that it was the reality.

I am depressed and frustrated of my situation because I am still 4 years old but I cannot play, I can't walk and run. Every afternoon, by the help of my wheelchair, I am placed in front of the kids playing and there I am, sitting and waiting for a miracle. When my parents  decided to bring me at Holy Child Hospital, the doctor immediately made a random tests and examination about my illness. He was slightly shocked because polio is acquired when a person is weak in immunity and acquired from dirty places like public comfort rooms and the doctor said I'm that kind of child that has a high immunity. After that, he immediately requested for admission because the virus is kinda aggressive. My parents had a hard time looking for financial expenses and all. Luckily, my father had  a savings from his previous work and instead of buying our own house, he used it all to support financial expenses. 

After a month, my doctor found a new way so that polio will be cured. He found out that a good bacteria in horse's body is the best way possible to fight against that polio virus. He told my parents that this process might cost high than expected but my parents never seem to bother. I undergone that process so that I can have back my both knees and feet; to stand alone again and be an ordinary child like it was before.

The treatment went well for over 3 months. At dawn, I was brought by my parents, tita's and tito's, Lola and lolo, and my cousins at the beach, to let me half bodied buried in the sand. In that way, my doctor said, it would lessen the virus and it the salt taste helps the good bacteria that fights against the virus inside. I am feeling hopeful that finally, I can play with my childhood friends. My lolo even bought me a little bike with balancer so that I could practice and exercise my joints. Every 8 am in the morning, I was brought to the hospital to have my therapy. It lasted also for three months and after that, before my birthday came, I already can stand, though not that steady but still it has improved over the last 6 months. 


And because of this, my birthday sacrificed to "San Jose", to pay respect and gratefulness of what God has given me. He gave me a second life to live!!!

What will I expect from the New President of the Philippines

New President of the Philippines

For six long years, we have been very rampant of the progress of our country. We believed that one day, at the right time, we will be led by a good leader of the whole nation. 2010, there he was, proclaimed as the president, Benigno Simeon Aquino III or known as PNoy, takes over after Macapagal's alleged dirty administration. All people declared a victory for another savior-to-be of the country was elected. For the first 6 months during his administration, he worked hard for our country. Nevertheless, he even approved new bills and law to secure the nation's sake. After a year, then a year after,  then a year another after, his administration became  bald. We thought that he's already that one person who deserved the said position, but we were all wrong. Though, I'm not saying that he's a bad president but maybe even the best falls down sometimes. 

As a Filipino youth,  I was weighing every presidential candidate. I heard and read all of their platforms and I even watched presidential debates just to know who will be the next close to the very deserving president. I am truly one of those people who's desperate, hungry and thirsty of change. I prayed and asked for God's guidance that He would give us a sign so that every voters will be enlightened and should vote wisely of having another savior-to-be of the whole nation. 

I made up my mind that I would encourage everyone to vote for her (just encouraged everyone because I'm not a registered voter hihi). She whose capability of running a country is more than among others. Served our country for more than 25 years and fought for our rights in the congress and senate. She who choose to fight with us over her family. She was Miriam Defensor Santiago, the Iron Lady of Asia. She was known for being brave and imitable among her battles; her human-coated enemies in the senate and her battle of life. Even diagnosed of cancer, she never gave up putting her life around stress. When she declared that she will be running as presidential candidate, many supported her including me. Then the battle started, the election day came. This was the battle of her life where she was failed by her own-loved people. She was behind among the other candidates, then Rodrigo "Rody/ Digong" Duterte won his greatest battle of his life.

Rodrigo "Rody/ Digong" Duterte who was a former Davao City Mayor,  won on his first run in presidential position. Aside from Sen. Miriam, I was fascinated and amazed with this guy. His humility and humbleness served as his asset in winning the hearts of the Filipino people. Though still the unofficial result was given, I am still happy of the decision of the Filipino people who voted for him. Many planted black propaganda's over his campaign and other malicious issues, but he still had that die-hard fans who wants to acquire strict discipline and true change of the whole nation's sake.

I expect him to stay humble as he was before, that guy who chooses to use not so expensive things just to look good for other people. I AM EXPECTING BIG CHANGE! People nowadays are killing, gun shots, massacre and even those people who had taken drugs are jut "trippin" over others lives. I am expecting less criminality, drug abuse, women abuse, rapes, murders and even graft and corruption all over the country. When  these things would still exist during his presidential years then he's still not the right person for our country. But I had these high hopes and trust that he will govern our country right. Not that as progressive to ease these everything in a short span of time, but at least, he will lessen all of these and be a happy and indiscipline country in the future. A kind of president that has a heart of the Filipino youth and children all over the country. 

However, we still need to remember that the true essence of change never starts from big things, it starts with the smallest amount of this country has--- OURSELVES.

Favorite Filipino Delicacy

Favorite Filipino Delicacy

Puto and Sikwate (tsokolate)

Before bread, pancakes, and even cereal invaded the Cebu and Visayan breakfast tables, there was puto and sikwate.

Puto in Cebu is steamed sticky rice which is gradually mixed with coconut milk while being cooked. To taste, sugar, small amounts of salt, and ginger are added. Sikwate, on the other hand, is hot choco drink from chocolate tablets called tabliya made of dried and pulverized cacao seeds.

Here are the recipe of puto.

Ingredients:

2 cups of sticky rice

Coconut milk (the more coconut milk, the better)

Salt

Sugar- depend on how sweet you want it to 

Instructions:

1.) Put the 2 cups of sticky rice in a pan or you can simply used rice cooker in this process. Rinse the sticky rice with water. Add the whole can of coconut milk, little salt, sugar and ginger.

2.) Let it cooked on medium high heat. That's it!

3.) Once the coconut milk is gone turn it low.

Here are the recipe of sikwate.

Ingredients:  

Tableya 

Water

Sugar- depends on the exact taste you wanted

Instructions:

The ratio on a perfect Sikwate is (1 tableya into 1 cup of water). Just simple put the tableya and water in large pan and let it boil to perfection. Add brown sugar and serve it on your favorite mug. 

My reasons for choosing this delicacy.

 My lola used to cook this delicacy when we were little. We always love and remember her when my tita's now are cooking puto and sikwate whenever there are occasions like birthday's, holy week and all soul's day. 

 The taste of puto and sikwate never faded. There is even a part of the public market Dumaguete City, called painitan to satisfy people's breakfast and meryenda.

 It always give me the pleasure of reminiscing my childhood memories then. Of any other delicacies, I won't trade puto and sikwate because it was the first delicacy I've known and maybe the last delicacy I would love to eat forever.  

Favorite Filipino Poems

"ANG HALIK NI  INA"

 Pascual de Leon 

Ang mata ni ina’y bukalan ng̃ luha
Kung may dala-dalang damdamin at awa,
Ang lahi ni ina’y sampagang sariwa
Na may laging laang halik at kaling̃a.

Sa halik ni Ina ay doon nalagas
Ang tinik at bulo ng̃ musmos kong palad,
Sa halik ni ina’y aking napagmalas
Na ako’y tao na’t dapat makilamas.

Ang bibig ni inang bibig ng̃ sampaga’y
Bibig na sinipi kina Clara’t Sisa
Kaya’t mayrong bisang kahalihalina.

Ang halik ng̃ ina’y apoy sa pagsuyo,
Hamog sa bulaklak, Pag-asa sa puso’t
Liwanag sa mg̃a isipang malabo.

"SA TABI NG DAGAT"

Ildelfonso Santos

Marahang-marahang
manaog ka, Irog, at kata’y lalakad,
maglulunoy katang
payapang-payapa sa tabi ng dagat;
di na kailangang
sapnan pa ang paang binalat-sibuyas,
ang daliring garing
at sakong na wari’y kinuyom na rosas!

Manunulay kata,
habang maaga pa, sa isang pilapil
na nalalatagan
ng damong may luha ng mga bituin;
patiyad na tayo
ay maghahabulang simbilis ng hangin,
nguni’t walang ingay,
hangganq sa sumapit sa tiping buhangin…

Pagdating sa tubig,
mapapaurong kang parang nanginigmi,
gaganyakin kata
sa nangaroroong mga lamang-lati:
doon ay may tahong,
talaba’t halaang kabigha-bighani,
hindi kaya natin
mapuno ang buslo bago tumanghali?

Pagdadapit-hapon
kata’y magbabalik sa pinanggalingan,
sugatan ang paa
at sunog ang balat sa sikat ng araw…

Talagang ganoon:
Sa dagat man, irog, ng kaligayahan,
lahat, pati puso
ay naaagnas ding marahang-marahan…

"PUSO, ANO KA?"

Jose Corazon de Jesus

Ang puso ng tao ay isang batingaw,
sa palo ng hirap, umaalingawngaw
hihip lang ng hapis pinakadaramdam,
ngumt pag lagi nang nasanay, kung minsan,
nakapagsasaya kahit isang bangkay.

Ang puso ng tao’y parang isang relos,
atrasadong oras itong tinutumbok,
oratoryo’y hirap, minutero’y lungkot,
at luha ang tiktak na sasagot-sagot,
ngunit kung ang puso’y sanay sa himutok
kahit libinga’y may oras ng lugod.

Ang puso ay ost’ya ng tao sa dibdib
sa labi ng sala’y may alak ng tamis,
kapag sanay ka nang lagi sa hinagpis
nalalagok mo rin kahit anung pait,
at parang martilyo iyang bawat pintig
sa tapat ng ating dibdib na may sakit.

Kung ano ang puso? Ba, sanlibrang laman
na dahil sa ugat ay gagalaw-galaw,
dahil sa pag-ibig ay parang batingaw,
dahil sa panata ay parang orasan,
at mukhang ost’ya rin ng kalulwang banal
sa loob ng dibdib ay doon nalagay.

 "ANG MAGANDANG PAROL"
Jose Corazon de Jesus

Isang papel itong ginawa ng lolo
may pula, may asul, may buntot sa dulo;
sa tuwing darating ang masayang Pasko
ang parol na ito’y makikita ninyo.

Sa aming bintana doon nakasabit
kung hipan ng hangi’y tatagi-tagilid,
at parang tao ring bago na ang bihis
at sinasalubong ang Paskong malamig.

Kung kami’y tutungo doon sa simbahan
ang parol ang aming siyang tagatanglaw,
at kung gabi namang malabo ang buwan
sa tapat ng parol doon ang laruan.

Kung aking hudyatin tanang kalaguyo,
mga kapwa bata ng pahat kong kuro,
ang aming hudyatan ay mapaghuhulo:
“Sa tapat ng lolo tayo maglalaro.”

Kaya nang mamatay ang lolo kong yaon,
sa bawat paghihip ng amihang simoy,
iyang nakasabit na naiwang parol
nariyan ang diwa noong aming ingkong.

Nasa kanyang kulay ang magandang nasa,
nasa kanyang ilaw ang dakilang diwa,
parang sinasabi ng isang matanda:
“Kung wala man ako’y tanglawan ang bata.”


"Natatapos ang Unos"
 Avon Adarna

Muntik nang maulol
Sa panahong masungit
Mga ibon sa burol
Hayag ang hinananakit
Sapagkat biyaya’y naglaho
Sa tubig at bato
Hindi nagmilagro.
Hindi nagpaawat
Kahit kaunti
Hindi naampat
At walang pagngiti
Nagbabawas yata
Ng mga kaluluwa
Kakalusin ng luha.

Natuliro sa hampas
Sa habagat at amihan
At ang mga talipandas
Walang masulingan
Nadamay na tuloy
Ang mga palaboy
Nahulog din sa kumunoy!

Ngunit naglubay na
ang galit ng langit
Nagsawa na yata
Sa pagsanib ng tikatik…
Sa bubungan
sa dalampasigan
At mga kapatagan.

At napagod ding lubos
Ang mga butil
Na halos di maubos
Pagkat sutil at suwail
Na dumadapo
Sa makahiyang damo
At usbong sa ibayo.

Hinayaan na
Muling maghari
Sa gitna ng nasa
Ang kinang ng buti
At alab ng pagsalakay
Ng init ng liwayway,
Sa daigdig ng mga buhay!

Nakaantabay pa
Sa himpapawid
Ang mga ulap
Na kakalat-kalat,
At ibig magsayaw
Kapiling ang mga uhaw
Na kaluluwang ligaw.

Nakaungos ng mainam
Ang hiwaga
At misteryong makinang
Sa pagkakadapa
Nagpilit tumayo
Sa ibabaw ng mundo
Pati sa impiyerno!

Bukas ng umaga
Lilikwad ang buwan
Upang makasama
Kahit sa kaliwanagan
Ang titig at tingin,
Ng mapusyaw na hangin
Sa nangangakong bukirin!

Sa gabi maghahari
Ang araw na pinuno,
At ang bahaghari
Sabik na uupo
Sa mga tala at bituin
Na siyang iibigin
At kakatalikin!

Hindi na malulunod
Sa lakas ng hidwang sigalot
At hindi mauulila sa anod
Ang rosas at talulot
Pagkat lupit, nalalaos
Dusa’y nauubos
Natatapos ang unos!

My chosen poem is  "ANG MAGANDANG PAROL" ni Jose Corazon de Jesus. 

I was moved by the poem because when we were little kids then, my Lolo also do Christmas lanterns made of colored cellophane, rubber bands and bamboo sticks. He used to do it every night starting November then started to decorate it at December 16 (also the start of Aguinaldo Mass) so that when every night, there is one after another lantern on our house. 

He also taught us that we should always decorate something on our houses whenever Christmas is approaching, so that we could feel that it is a very special occasion. In spite of the costs, he would always love to spend just a little money just to have a Christmas decoration.

My playmates loved our lanterns that they also want to decorate their houses. My Lolo taught them how to make lanterns out of recycled materials too. In his spare time, he would continue to do customized Christmas tree. We all supported Lolo's creative talent that even our Christmas lights was placed on a 1.5 plastic bottle so that it won't be defected when rain comes.

When Lolo died, our Christmas lanterns has never been the same again. We began to buy Christmas decorations instead of making it like our Lolo's magical hands would do it. We still decorate it thought but not as the same as Lolo's decoration. 

Eventhough Lolo parted his way earlier than us, we still remember what he does every December. How our house looked bright and stunning even the materials were not as expensive as others has. His lanterns and other decorations would always be the best for me no matter decorations will evolve from time to time. 

Favorite Philippine Hero

Apolinario Mabini (1864- 1893), 38 years old

Apolinario Mabini y Maranan was born on July 22 or 23, 1864 in Talaga, Tanauwan, Batangas, about 70 km (43.5 miles) south of Manila.  His parents were very poor; father Inocencio Mabini was a peasant farmer, and mother Dionisia Maranan supplemented their farm income as a vendor at the local market.  Apolinario was the second of their eight children.

As a child, Apolinario was remarkably clever and studious.  Despite his family's poverty, the boy studied at a school in Tanawan under the tutelage of Simplicio Avelino, working as a houseboy and tailor's assistant to earn his room and board.

Two of his works, El Verdadero Decalogo (The True Decalogue, June 24, 1898), and Programa Constitucional dela Republica Filipina (The Constitutional Program of the Philippine Republic, 1898) became instrumental in the drafting of what would eventually be known as the Malolos Constitution.

Mabini performed all his revolutionary and governmental activities despite having lost the use of both his legs to Polio shortly before the Philippine Revolution of 1896.

Mabini's role in Philippine history saw him confronting first Spanish Colonial Rule in the opening days of the Philippine Revolution, and then American colonial rule in the days of the Philippine–American War. The latter saw Mabini captured and exiled to Guam by American colonial authorities, allowed to return only two months before his eventual death in May, 1903.

At the age of 17, in 1881, Mabini won a partial scholarship to Manila's Colegio de San Juan de Letran.  He once again had to work all through school, teaching Latin to younger students at three different schools in the area.  Apolinario earned his Bachelors degree and official recognition as a Professor of Latin in 1887, and went on to study law at the University of Santo Tomas. 

Apolinario Mabini went into the legal profession in order to defend poor people.  He himself had faced discrimination from fellow students and professors, who picked on him for his shabby clothing before they realized how brilliant he was.  It took him six years to complete his law degree, since he worked long hours as a law clerk and a court transcriptionist in addition to his studies.  Mabini earned his law degree in 1894, at the age of thirty.

Establishing the New Government:

Mabini was able to talk Aguinaldo out of ruling the Philippines as an autocrat.  On July 23, 1898, under Mabini's influence, the new president modified his plans, establishing a revolutionary government with an assembly rather than a dictatorship.  Apolinario Mabini's power of persuasion over Aguinaldo was so strong that his detractors called him the "Dark Chamber of the President," while his admirers named him "the Sublime Paralytic."

Because his personal life and morality were difficult to attack, Mabini's enemies in the new government resorted to a whispering campaign to slander him.  Jealous of his immense power, they started a rumor that his paralysis was due to syphilis, rather than polio.  The fact that syphilis does not cause paraplegia did nothing to clear Mabini's name.  Despite these petty attacks, however, Mabini continued to work toward fashioning a better country.

Mabini wrote most of Aguinaldo's presidential decrees.  He also molded policy on the organization of the provinces, the judicial system, and the police, as well as property registration, and military regulations.  Aguinaldo appointed him to the Cabinet as Secretary of Foreign Affairs and President of the Council of Secretaries.  Mabini also exercised significant influence over the drafting of the first constitution for the Philippine Republic.

"Brains of the Revolution”

Because of his role as advisor during the formation of the revolutionary government, and his contributions as statesman thereafter, Mabini is often referred to as the "Brains of the Revolution", a historical moniker he sometimes shares with Emilio Jacinto, who served in a similar capacity for the earlier revolutionary movement, the Katipunan.

"Mabini is a highly educated young man who, unfortunately, is paralyzed. He has a classical education, a very flexible, imaginative mind, and Mabini's views were more comprehensive than any of the Filipinos that I have met. His idea was a dream of a Malay confederacy. Not the Luzon or the Philippine Archipelago, but I mean of that blood. He is a dreamy man, but a very firm character and of very high accomplishments. As said, unfortunately, he is paralyzed. He is a young man, and would undoubtedly be of great use in the future of those islands if it were not for his affliction." -By former Military Governor of the Philippines, Gen. Arthur MacArthur, describing Mabini before the US Senate's Lodge Committee of 1902. 

At War Again:

On January 2, 1899, Mabini was appointed prime minister and foreign minister of the new government.  He began negotiations with the United States on March 6, over the Philippines' fate now that the US had defeated Spain.  The two sides were already engaged in hostilities, but had not declared war on one another.  Mabini sought to negotiate autonomy for the Philippines, as well as a ceasefire.  US negotiators refused the ceasefire condition, or a proposed armistice.  In frustration, Mabini threw his support behind the war effort, and on May 7, he resigned from Aguinaldo's government.

Aguinaldo declared war on the United States on June 2, 1899.  The revolutionary government at Cavite had to flee; once again Mabini was carried in a hammock, this time to Nueva Ecija, 192 km (119 miles) to the north.  He  was captured by the Americans on December 10, 1899, and was made a prisoner of war in Manila until the following September. 

On January 5, 1901, Mabini published a scathing newspaper article titled "El Simil de Alejandro" (The Resemblance of Alejandro), which stated that "Man, whether or not he wishes, will work and strive for those rights with which Nature has endowed him, because these rights are the only ones which can satisfy the demands of his own being.  To tell a man to be quiet when a necessity not fulfilled is shaking all the fibers of his being is tantamount to asking a hungry man to be filled while taking the food which he needs."  The Americans immediately re-arrested him, and when he refused to swear fealty to the US, sent him into exile in Guam.


During his long exile, Apolinario Mabini wrote La Revolucion Filipina, a memoirs.  Worn down and sickly, fearing that he would die in exile, Mabini finally agreed to take the oath of allegiance to the US. 

Final Days

On February 26, 1903, Mabini returned to the Philippines.  American officials offered him a plush government position as a reward for agreeing to take the fealty oath, but Mabini refused.  He released the following statement: "After two long years I am returning, so to speak, completely disoriented and, what is worse, almost overcome by disease and sufferings.  Nevertheless, I hope, after some time of rest and study, still to be of some use, unless I have returned to the Islands for the sold purpose of dying."

Sadly, his words were prophetic.  Mabini continued to speak and write in support of Philippine independence over the next several months.  He fell ill with cholera, which was rampant in the country after years of war, and died on May 13, 1903.  Apolinario Mabini was only 38 years old.

My chosen hero is Apolinario Mabini

My chosen hero is Apolinario Mabini because of all his works during his significant years in the Philippines. Along with those great heroes, he's one of the people who stand out trying to make a move to regain the reputation of our country. I am truly amazed of how he was taught by his parents despite of poverty and brokenness. 

Apolinario Mabini has enough guts and confidence for he has established a new government. His persuasive skills gives an amour to his works. He even persuaded he's co-revolutionist to ponder on things and not to decide aggressively. He made things smoothly just to prove others that violence is not the key to commit freedom.

Just like any other typical teenager in his teenage days, Mabini studied hard for his degree. Because he is financially unstable, he worked while studying. It was truly a pride of a Filipino to pursue studies through hardships and that was proven by Apolinario Mabini during his days and he even got a Law degree. 

Both Mabini and I had experienced polio illness. When I was 4, I've experienced polio. For the next three months from the time I was diagnosed polio, I cannot walk. Most of the time, I am just sitting and carried by my parents and Lola. But my life never ended there, I got medical treatments and just like Apolinario Mabini, he never stopped what he's doing. I, too, never stopped doing things I was fond of. When the day comes that I can fully stand in my own feet again, I continued what I have done. I became a youth active in our barangay and a cathechist during Flores De Mayo.  

Apolinario Mabini inspired me to do things beyond limits and I've realized during those days that whatever you do, never do it for yourself only. Do it for the sake of others, and do it for self-fulfillment. That was the reason why I chose Apolinario Mabini as my hero.

Good evening ma'am. Sige lagi gyung ka dismiss akong account maam? Abi nako na publish akong blog gabie about favorite hero ma'am nya ganiha napong hapon ni publish kos favorite poems nya pag log-in nako karon kay wala diay ma'am. Na fix na bya ni atong help support ma'am nya mu ingun ani japon.