The Government: To Blame or Not To Blame

The poverty and hunger issue have taken its claim unto the highest risk for our country’s concern. In fact, because of the quick and huge damage it gives-off many of us look out for those who are to be blamed for its cause. The primary accused matter is our government. We keep on pointing our fingers to their faces but do we really know the story behind this?
Contrary to the usual judgment of the mob, the government does not really deserve these of accusations for there are efforts and sacrifices given by their own subjects in order to liven up the sanctuary of our own country. Not all government officials or even politicians are deceitful and cheaters. That puts us up to a summary that we cannot stereotype all of their kind only into one value, especially the negative ones.
In order to succeed beyond the miserable chain of poverty and aches of hunger, we will need cooperation and unity. Trust in our leaders is an essential component for the realization of these two units. Instead of murmuring and chattering around the corner, we can leave these rebellious acts and start making a change for our country, our countrymen and for ourselves.
Therefore, they should not be blamed with this because in realty it is the whole country’s dilemma, meaning all are affected, including the government. We cannot escape hunger and poverty if we will just be the antagonist of every government actions, opposing against their ideas every time and not identifying whether it’s for the good or for the bad of the nation. We should let them carry all the burdens on their shoulders because they are also the victims of these, though in some manner and sense. We are a nation, not enemies.



(this is my article for our schoolpaper..hope this would leave a message to everyone)

No Semestral Break at All?

What?! We were totally shocked upon hearing this unexpected decision from some certain authorities. Our cheerful and vigorous faces suddenly turned faint and lifeless, similar with our reaction with the victory ball of our Intramurals.

Rose Nyll broke the news in front of us, “Way raba sem break. Nangutana si mama kay Ma’am Boris. Amo jaun ija reply.” I then became deaf. I asked her on how it could happen and for some reasons-why?

We were so prepared for the sem break and we instilled in our minds that after the 2^nd periodical examination rest will follow. But our plans were shattered right unto the ground where we had laid our feet. In particular, I felt like I had been imprisoned inside a cage- restless and weak. It seems like our freedom were taken off by some kind of strangers lurking behind our backs.

Guitar lessons, film showing, book hopping and late-night unlimited calling were all wiped out mercilessly. I was so frantic about it that I could smash a wooden chair at that time. However, we can do nothing, nothing at all. The decision of the authority must prevail above anything else.

So here we are again on our usual regular classes, not to mention that while our tired bodies are suck in our racking armchairs, our uninterested minds are flying away with our imaginations. It seems like this is all that we can do now to enjoy our supposed-to-be semestral break. I guess it isn’t bad after all ( the imagination I mean, not the sem break).

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