Home had become a 1000x times far and Hope has vanished. Our hearts had rest our minds won't function. We were frozen ice. Hindi manlang mag move
Everyone's rushing around
"tubig!! Tubig! Tubig!". The sound were like whispers crossing to my ears.
I was standing ,staring like dead girl in the cell. There were blood all around, I see wounded rebels, children crying and running to their hurt fathers. Women, running to each wounded men.
"ale ale, you should wash it first bago mo balotan. Mag kakainfection yan" sigaw ni Diana.
"?????" I look back with my pale eyes.
"sorry sorry"then napayuko xia
"e kaso mali ung ginagawa nila"
Ahhh??? -_- Wala pa din akong kibo.
" ok lang yan doctor yan eh. Medical student"depensa naman ni Isarel
"ah ah"
"well ano naman ang magagawa ng isang Business Student nagaya ko.- sabi ko sa utak ko
"miss, miss, kunin mo yun. Tas I ballot mo sa binti nia" sabi naman ni Nanang.
Nakita ng mga rebelde na inuutusan nila ang mga ibang kababaihan. Wala naman magawa ang mga ale kundi sumunod sa mga sina sabi ni Nanang at Diana.
"palabisin niyo sila" utos ng isang nakakatandang sundalo.
Sa bundok na tulad nito at walang educasyon ang mga kababayan na Muslim dun siguro nila na kita na kaylangan nila ng tulad naming.
Tumakbo palabas sina Diana at Nanang, Si Tatay, Israel naman at Shayne ay tumulong sa pag buhat sa mga sugatan. Si Joey at Michelle kumuha ng tubig. Ung iba para sa kanila hindi dapat tinutulungan ang mga kumidnap sa amin.
"jane! jane!" tawag sa akin ni Diana.
"Anu ba. Get a grip of your self. Tulungan mo naman ako ditto"
"ah ah..cge" Nakuryente ata ung mga ugat ko para mag move at tumulong.
We treated wounded soldiers but I don't know if someone had sacrifice life to save lives. Several of them had cut wounds from the bullets and maybe from the fierce jungle. Wala man akong alam na madami sa medical.. basic is common sense. Pwede na un para matulungan naming ang mga rebelde. Pinahiga namin lahat ng sugatan sa isang banda , ginamot, kinumutan hangang sa maibsan ang mga sakit na nararamdaman nila.
Hating gabi na but I still hear soldiers cry from the wounds. They seek help for the pain. A village so small like this Medicines are limited. Hindi na namin alam ang gagawin sa mga malala ang lagay.
A loud cry has woke us up. A wife crying for his husbands death. A soldier is dead. Sa gitna ng panggagamot namin we still lost a life. A life so precious to a person that is unknown to us, A husband and a Father.
My tears are falling.
I sob several times.
Then Diana embraces me.
Im not crying out of pitty. But im crying for a lost life. A life that is sacrifice so others may live.
Come to think of it. Hindi ko na alam kung saan kami banda dumedepensa. As for now we are helping rebels then we shed tears for them.
Everyone had gathered beside me. We know we haven't forgotten that they are our enemies. However we also know we cannot stand and watch them suffer, watch them die without any hope of help.
BINABASA MO ANG
ASPIRING CADET (A Kaydet Story)
Adventure- I have a dream it was beautiful,Wearing those cool uniform and marching with the battalion, Holding guns and riding choppers. Those 3 words courage, integrity and loyalty. OH IT REALLY triggers my brain of imagination to become an elite soldier...
