The Cory Aquino funeral shows how the Filipinos love the first woman president of the Philippines. The TV has been all about Cory Aquino's funeral the whole morning; from the last mass for the late prsident in the Manila Cathedral to the cemetery everything is covered by the TV stations. Now it's night already and still it's everything that the TV is showing the people and up to now the late president hasn't been interred yet. The truck carrying Cory's coffin could barely move because of the thickness of the people by the roadsides who waited for the truck that carries the late president's coffin to pass by them. The truck is now nearing the cemetery.
I’m stuck in the office on this historic day but I can’t help but get goose bumps hearing the songs from the EDSA Revolution. It was also quite touching to see the reactions of the people on TV.
By the time I learned to care, Cory was no longer the president so her impact on my personal life is practically none. However, I can’t help but marvel how she can unite people, even in death.
I grew up all over Luzon because of the nature of my father’s work. I can remember Dagupan City, it has helped a lot in shaping my childhood, we stayed there for about 5 years. Then in one of the islands in Hundred Islands, I couldn’t remember how long. Then there was Los Baños Laguna, 7 colorful years there. And of course Mandaluyong City. Then from Luzon I came to Cotabato City where I experienced my first “culture shock”. But I later learned to love the people and the place and stayed there for two years. Now I’m here in General Santos City (the Pacquiao town) where I met my destined lifetime partner who is a Visayan who could speak Tagalog, English, and some Ilonggdo.
My father is Ilocano, my mother Ilonga, but I grew up speaking Tagalog because that was what my family use at home. I have a 3 year old gwapong long haired son named Joshua Daniel and for now my world and joy is almost inside my family lang, wife and mother muna. I studied in UPLB (Communication Arts Major in Theater Arts for Children) and Mass Communication at Ramon Magsaysay Memorial Colleges where I met my husband. He was teaching there part-time and I was in one of his Essay Writing classes. He encourages me to write and to blog. He majored in English but is so enamored with the language of computers. He takes care of the technical side of this blog and as much as possible does not get his hands wet with painting my emotions in my posts.
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I’m stuck in the office on this historic day but I can’t help but get goose bumps hearing the songs from the EDSA Revolution. It was also quite touching to see the reactions of the people on TV.
By the time I learned to care, Cory was no longer the president so her impact on my personal life is practically none. However, I can’t help but marvel how she can unite people, even in death.
If you live in the Philippines and you're enjoying a dictator-free form of government, then she has impacted your personal life in a big way.
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