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The woman is angrily shouting over her phone for the event didn’t go as she planned. But no one knew that. For the people, she’s just “a woman on her monthly period”. The little boy keeps on turning around to look for his mother who left him. But no one knew that. For the people, he’s just “a kid seeking for attention”. The teenage girl wearing plaid long sleeves, black shirt, washed jeans and sneakers has her eyes closed because being in the middle of the crowd is her way of escaping the cruelty that creeps within the society. But no one knew that. For the people, she’s just a “dramatic tomboy.”

The girl on the other side of the street is crying not because she got her heart broken by some guy, but because she got failing remarks and is afraid of what her parents will say. But no one knew that. For the people, she’s just a “heartbroken slut”. The student who’s 30 minutes late in his midterm exam walks casually past her because he no longer cares about the education system ever since it started to become a competition of digits. But no one knew that. For the people, he’s just a “bad and careless college boy”. The woman who looks like in her 50’s but is actually in her 30’s is running towards the city hall to seek help for the hospital bills of her sick child. But no one knew that. For the people, she’s just a “cadaverous old woman.”

We think we know, but we don’t. We think we understand, but we also don’t. Everyone has his or her own set of problems and it’s just a matter of who hides it best. And if you can’t hide it, it’s fine. If you can no longer hold back the tears, it’s fine. If you can’t keep it any longer, it’s fine. Not being fine is still fine. You don’t have to stifle your cries and whimpers just to show the world that you are strong. Because the truth is this: Crying isn’t a sign of weakness; in actuality, it is a sign of strength, for you are allowing the world to see you in your vulnerable state — and that takes a lot of courage.

The inked man who’s being eyed by some people due to his enormous tattoos is listening intently to the music blasting from his earphones — TWICE’s Ooh Ahh — for the softness of the song helps him calm down. But no one knew that. For the people, he’s just a “delinquent goon”. The boy with the guitar is singing wholeheartedly because he wants the world to hear the voice he silenced for so long due to his lack of confidence and belief in himself. But no one knew that. For the people, he’s just an “internet sensation wannabe”. And you. You keep on smiling and motivating others, acting like you’re “okay” and everything’s “okay” and only want others to also be “okay”. You try so hard to appear as a person who enjoys living; but deep inside, you’re dying.

And no one knows that.

Cabezudo, Francia Joy B.

Student Artist

Bahay — Klase — Theater

Maging estudyante ay mahirap. Paano pa kaya kung dadagdagan pa natin. Estudyante na, nagta-teatro pa.

July 2017 ay sinubukan kong mag audition sa Sining-Lahi Polyrepertory dahil isa sa mga pinapangarap ko ay ang maging isang Theatre Actress. Noong una talaga ay nagdadalawang isip pa ako kung tutuloy pa ba ako o hindi dahil mahiyain ako nung una. Pero dahil sa pagpupumilit sa akin ng aking kaklase na si Genesisah na tumuloy at subukan mag-audition, tumuloy na ako.

After audition, sabi ko noon na ayos lang kung hindi ako matatanggap, ang mahalaga naranasan ko at ‘yon ay isa ng malaking biyaya para sa akin. Pero pag-uwi ko galing audition nakatanggap ako ng text mula sa Polyrep at sabi nila ako raw ay pumasa. Kaya wala ng atrasan pa at ako ay nagtuloy-tuloy na

August 8, 2017 ay opisyal na kaming tinalaga bilang apprentice ng Sining-Lahi Polyrepertoy. Sa unang araw pa lang ay marami ng pasabog sala kung sala bidahan kung bidahan.

Pero pagdaan ng mga araw mas lalong bumibigat at mga gawain. Lalo na isa rin naman akong estudyante. Ang hirap hatiin ng oras. Oras para sa paper worka sa acads at oras para sa rehearsal at workshop kaya habang tumatagal ay nahihirapan na akong pagsabayin ang pag-aaral at pagte-teatro.

May mga oras na kakauwi na ako ng 1am at kinabukasan ay may pasok pa ako ng 7:30am. May mga oras pa na pinapalayas na ako sa bahay dahil nga lagi akong wala para akong nagdo-dorm kang sa bahay dahil kakain, matutulog tapos aalis na ulit ako. Noong una ay naisipan kong sumuko bitawan ang pagtateatro pero kada gagawa ko ng hakbang papalayo sa pagte-teatro ay sobra akong nasasaktan. Hindi ko kaya. Sobra ko kasing minahal ito eh kaya hirap na hirap ako umalis.

Sabi ko noon na nagsisisi ako na pumasok ako dito. Dahil kung di ako pumasok, malamang sa malamang ay hindi ako mahihirapan umalis.

Pero hindi. Napagtanto ko na mahal ko naman ang ginagawa ko kaya dapat wala akong pagsisihan. Mahal ko ang pagtatanghal sa teatro. Sobra.

Ang pagiging estudyante ay hindi madali lalo na’t kung isa ka pang estudyante at nagtatanghal sa teatro. Nakakabaliw, nakakapagod, nakakapanghina at nakakapangit. Pero kung mahal mo ang ginagawa mo, bakit ka susuko? Sabi nga ng Training Director namin, “Paano kapag dumating yung panahon na hindi kana pagod? Pero sumuko kana? Wala ka ng kasiguraduhan na makakabalik ka pa ba sa mga bagay na sinukuan mo na. Maaari kang mapagod. At least alam mong tao ka. Maaari kang magpahinga basta alam mo kung paano bumalik.”

Ilaban mo kung alam mong kaya pang ilaban. Normal ang mapagod at masaktan. Pero hindi normal ang sumuko.

Borito, Jovelyn S.

Response: Pagsusumamo Para sa Kinalimutang Kislap ng Perlas ng Silangan

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Tahanan, Kulungan

Kulungan, Tahanan

Ang mamatay ng dahil sayo… mga salitang binibigkas natin bago matapos ang ating pambansang awit. Awiting sumasagisag sa mga dakila na walang sawang ipinagtanggol ang Pilipinas…

Ika labing tatlong araw ng Oktubre taong 2018 sa Tanghalang PUP sakop ng Kolehiyo ng Komunikasyon sa kalye ng Anonas, Santa Mesa, Manila, nagkaroon ng pagaalay ng dasal sa mga nabiktima ng Oplan Tokhang. Naganap ang isang dulang tumatalakay sa mga mapangabusong pulis at opisyal. Sa mga taong namatay dahil sa War on Drugs. Natalakay din sa dula ang ginagawang tanim droga ng mga pulisya. Drug addict, Drug Pusher at mga inosenteng tao ay namamatay dahil dito. Mga batang nagtsotongke pinatay, mga kabataang nagshashabu pinatay, mga saleslady pauwi galing ng trabaho pinatay, mga lalakeng naglalakad pinatay, matapos ay lalagyan ng baril sa kamay at sasabihin nanlaban.

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Nakakatuliro, nakakabaliw! Sino nga bang hindi mababaliw sa nangyayari sa bansa natin? Sinong magagalak na makita ang walang tigil na patayan sa ating bayan? Konting kilos! Konting kibot! May nakatutok na baril sa iyong sentido. Tila ba nakukulong tayo sa sarili nating tahanan, sa sarili nating bayan. Patayan, barilan, away, kaguluhan, patayan, barilan, away, kaguluhan! Paulit ulit! Paulit ulit!

Politiko, kapangyarihan, karangyaan, at pag angat sa nakararami ang gusto ng bawat isa sa atin. Nagiging sakim at makasarili ng ating kababayan para lang sa mga bagay na ito. Handang pumatay ng tao para lamang sa kasikatan, at kapangyarihan!

Hindi natin kailangan may panigan sa iba’t ibang partido. Maski ako wala akong nakikitang dapat panigan. Dahil alam mo, at alam kong lahat ng mga ‘yan ay may tinatagong baho’t anumalya! Pula man o puti, dilawan man o kahit anong kulay ka pa mas mainam at mahalaga pa rin ang pagmamahal sa ating bayan. Tayo ay magtulungan upang makalaya tayo sa sarili nating tahanan.

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… Pilipinas- tinaguriang perlas ng silangan. Perlas ng silangan na nakalimutan na ng marami sa ating mga kababayan. Kababayan nating nagsusumamo at sumisigaw ng tunay na kalayaan. Kalayaan na di natin makamtan sapagkat sarili nating pinuno ang dahilan ng ating pagkabilanggo. Bilanggo- mga nasa likod ng rehas na hindi lahat ay may kasalanan. Kasalanang naibintang sa kanila na hindi naman nila magagawa. Ngunit sino ang gumawa? Mga may matataas na tungkulin at kapangyarihan. Kapangyrihang gustong makamit ng nakararami. Nakararaming handang pumatay makamtan lamang ang kasikatan at kapangyarihan. Gahaman!

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Sa mga pamilya ko sa sining at bumubuo ng Sining Lahi Polyrepertory, pag galang at pagpupugay sa matapang niyong pag pasok sa usaping ito. Padayon! Ako’y walang sawang papalakpak sa mga natamo at matatamo niyo pang tagumpay.

Ikaw na nagbabasa ngayon, nawa ay maging instrumento ka upang mabago ang takbo ng tadhana, ng ating inang bayan. May mga nabubulag at nagbubulag bulagan. May mga bingi at nag bibingi bingihan. May mga tulog at nagtutulug tulugan. Kaya kung ikaw ay gising na, nawa’y wag ka ng pumikit pa. Kung ikaw ay nakarinig na, sana ay sabihin mo ang iyong nalaman. Kung ikaw ay nakakita na, tulungan mo kami na mulatin ang iba pa.

Medina, Allyssa Mae G.

Time Machine

If I were given a chance to go back in the past, I will not be so easy to you. I will not be the one who will make a first move, will not push my self to the person whose in the first place didn’t see my existence and the beauty I wear everyday just to caught your attention.

If I can go back in time which I had given a chance to see my own worth which you can’t never give values for that, I will choose a man whose really see my sincerity, kind of beauty inside and out, my worth as a women and loves me at my worst. In short I will choose a better man than you, who will gives a lot of happiness instead of pain, who will understands me when no one’s did and the most of all who will give courage in everytime I feel down.

If I only have chance to chose my path, I will not choose you who causes me a lot of pain, who doesn’t give importance of my value as a person or women, who doesn’t value the time I spent to you just to be with you, and only you can see is my mistakes, you always wanted to be like that..instead of motivating me you are the first one who letting me down. Sometimes I don’t know If you’re still the man I’ve decided to chose because every each of the day it becomes worst..We should be happy together but why we let things to be like this..that each of us choose to stay because of the experience, memories, years we had together. But I realized I was wrong, wrong for choosing the right man who can bring out the best of me which I will not be conscious when I’m with him..May be God has a better plan that’s why He let things happened.

But If I only have time machine..I will not let this happen, I become more wiser for choosing the right man. If only have one chance, I will give my heart to the better one.

Solinap, Zabrian G.

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Rise Queen Escolta

ADVENTURE BLOG ENTRY #1: Manila, Philippines

Just this Monday, my partner and I visited the Escolta St. along Sta cruz manila for the first time and bringing a company is the best way to do. Since we want to live our lives with the fullest, we didn’t ride any means of transportation just to enjoy the scenery and nostalgia that the structures and buildings are giving to us and one more thing that we love is how the roads, signage and even “kalesa” can make us feel glimpse of our past and wanting to visit our past life. “Kung nakapag sasalita lang ang mga ding-ding” They have a lot of stories to share with. Sharing some of our captured moments that will make you want to visit the Escolta St. and other hidden nostalgia place of manila.

Through the exploration we had on this diverse city, it’s quite amazing. But what really striked our heart is that, people here are very friendly and accomodating. They will guide you if you don’t know something but of course, you have to ask them.

See at the end of our post the places that you must visit.

If you’re planning to go to Manila, this are the recommendations about where to go:

1. Binondo Chruch if you want see the amazing architecture, the ceiling, the paintings, the glass windows of the Church.

2. Jones Bridge if you want to see one of the oldest bridge in the Philippines which connects Binondo to Ermita.

3. Calvo Museum if you want to see old posters, films, product packing during the WWII.

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Maybe One Day We Will Remember

The time when we became so close. When we used to call each other funny names to make fun of one another. Argue about the smallest things because we don’t want us making the wrong decisions. And then after all the mistakes, we will celebrate every little positive things that happened thereafter. We will remember the days we talk non-stop till it gets midnight and the conversation soon turned dark and deeper. Where we share our deepest thoughts and secrets, and try to resolve and contemplate it together. We left a door as soon as we shared it but the key will remain with us to open. One day, we will remember the times of laughter like when we sang each other songs at the top of our lungs when we both know we can’t sing or the time when we tried to hide our laughter after getting scolded for doing something stupid we are well aware of. One day, we will remember crying because of our favorite movie or when we bawled our eyes out for not seeing each other for months. And yes, those were the days.

Now, it seems like we have forgotten about it. We can now go a day of not talking to each other. We can now live without sharing about our days which we used to do back then. Now, there are only times when something great happened and I wanted to share it with you but a month will pass by before we talk once again and my excitement to share my story had already died. Times when I see the little things in my life as the important things to tell you but you’re no longer there to listen everyday. Like when I finally learned how to bake or when I got my first piano lesson or best when I had an amazing day. Those were the stories worth telling and I still wish you are here with me to listen.

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We truly forgot about it. The good days there once was. I am silently hoping that if that day ever comes, we can still fix it as it once was before because I really believe that we will remember. Maybe not now but one day, I know we will.

Stephanie Miles Caragay