I am grateful I was born a Filipino. I am more grateful I am living in a generation that lived a great woman named Corazon C. Aquino. I take pride to have recollection of live footages about a bloodless revolution in my country, in my lifetime. A story rooted from an eleven year old girl’s first encounter with political issues (though vague to a young mind) from her brother’s rush and fearful words during lunchtime of August 21, 1983… “tatang, tatang pinatay dan ni Ninoy” (father, father Ninoy has been assasinated) which resonates in my growing up years and the passionate conversations about national crucial issues in the family especially with my father in the coming years after that fateful day which I share now with my nephews and nieces who show awesome eagerness to learn and understand the history of their heritage.
My country’s contribution to all the peace loving people
across the globe is gone.
Thank you dear president for the assurance of the freedom we all yearn.
May you have a good journey. Rest in Peace.
