One shot stories :)

My Hero, My Mother

She picks me up when I fall

She knows what I want when I say nothing at all

She believes in what I do

And loves me for who I am too

She's my hero, she's my mom.

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Mother's Day...

That one special day when we praise and appreciate our moms

Sa katunayan nga... dapat araw-araw mother's day ee

Para araw-araw nating mapupuri ang ating mga ina na nagmamahal at nag-aalaga sa atin.

I remember my mom.

Loving...

Caring...

Supporting...

at siyempre beautiful, dun ko kaya nakuha mga looks ko ;D...haha sorry kapal lang ng mukha ko xD

I remember the time when I was five years old... the story went like this...

*flashback*

Kindergarten.... 5 years old.

"Baby girl, galingan mo ha? I am already so so so proud of you." sabi niya sa 'kin with that pretty smile of hers

"Yes mommy." sagot ko naman. Ballet recital ko ngayon and everyone in the school was watching. Talagang gagalingan ko, kasi mahal ng bayad ni mommy para sa ballet lessons tsaka gusto ko talaga na maging proud siya sa 'kin

"Mary Martinez?? Calling for Mary Martinez!" tawag ng stage director. 

"That's your cue baby girl. Don't forget to smile ha?" paalala ni mommy. Hinalikan niya ako sa noo at tumakbo na ako papuntang backstage.

When it was my time to dance away, I looked to my mom. She looked so proud of me, it made me so happy to see her like that. Nakita ko pa nga na sinabihan niya ang katabi niya na "That's my daughter."

Lalong lumaki ang ngiti sa mukha ko.

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Grade four... I was 10 years old.

Activity namin sa school ngayon..

"What do you want to be when you grow up??"

idradraw daw namin sa bond paper. Kaya ayun, busing busy ako sa pagdradrawing, I mad sure I got her eyes pretty, I made sure I got her smile beautiful.

Nang matapos na kami, one by one kaming pinatawag sa harap para ipakita kung ano...

One kid drew himself as a doctor

One kid drew herself as a lawyer

Pero nung turn ko na.... nagtaka sila...

"Mary... ikaw ba yan??" tanong ng teacher

"No ma'am, this is my mom. When I grow up I want to be just like her. Maganda, mabait, matalino at mapagmahal. Wala akong ibang hinahangad kundi maging isang mabuting tao katulad ng ina ko." sagot ko. biglang naging tahimik ang buong klase... pagkatapos nun, pinalakpakan nila  ako.

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1st year high school.... 13 years old.

Umuwi ako sa bahay ng luhaan

Binubully kasi ako sa school. Kadalasan kantyaw nila sa 'kin "PANGET" paminsan "LOSER"