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Output no. 7

Appreciation Letter Letter To The Greatest Social Worker In My Life

 I only have my mother and brother whom raised me making me fatherless but never filled with sadness, so writing a letter to my mother makes me a little bit happy and a bit sad because when remembering the times that I had given her something handwritten was when I was still junior highschool student in Imus Unida Christian School and can only be counted with my fingers compare to my friends who I had given handwritten or diy's every week without any failure, making it seems like my friends are more important compare to my mother which is definitely not true for my mother is more important than them. My mother and I were fighting before I gave her the handwritten letter so it surprised me when after coming back home carrying take out foods with her I realized how a simple letter can affect our relationship and maybe the reason why we sometimes fought is because of lack of communication.

She sometimes go to a vacation so when I gave her the letter it was when she came back from her flight and after our shouting contest, at first I was a bit skeptical that she would even read the letter but I think that in the end her motherly side won and she read my ugly written letter to her.

When she proudly showed my letter to her friends like it's was a medal or something it shook me how happy but was with the badly written letter and envelope and like the video by Kara David maybe like the senior citizens my mother started to get more lonely with me going out frequently and her working everyday for our needs.

And so I conclude that I must show my appreciation to my mother who works daily for money that I spend even in nonsense things.

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Output no. 7

Day no. 4 (Saturday) Three is a Crowd

For the January 27, 2018 I was in the morning shift with Abad and Urayan just the three of us attending the immersion that day with the clouds dark and rumbling and so was not surprised that after a few minutes it was already raining. We did some clothes folding which took a few minutes that it was supposed to be because we also have to entertain the kids while doing the chore but after two hours we finished and just played with the kids and watch television with them. Was surprised that the kids wasn’t upset with me for tricking them but just humored them because I was still feeling guilty which resulted to feeling tired and hungry so around 11 am we had gone to Languisan after saying good byes with the kids and family.

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Output #7: Day 4 (Friday)

Reach for the Stars: First Overnight

Stay the night            

Earlier, we encountered a little problem. When I asked Uela to confirm the overnight of the group to the barangay official available in the hall, turned out they we were not allowed to stay for the rest of the night.

The reason behind that is according to the Secretary of the Barangay, caretakers sleep on the floor of the hall. There was a small space for us – when actually we arrived there as a group of 13 then 11 of us would sleep overnight.

Around 2 in the afternoon, some of us ate lunch at Mama Jemma’s house together with her children, for we discovered that the children have not yet eaten a second meal of the day.

Afternoon play

As a second step to engagement, we managed to do more child activities like tamaang tao, piko, habulan and even ball catching that caters more number of children than the 3rd day. And some of us played with the kittens.

There are a dozens of names to remember. And some of it I forgot. Above all, there are memories and experiences to be treasured.

We also discovered that some of them cannot go to school every day because of not enough savings or allowance to provide their needs for school days.

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[DAY 4 FRIDAY] GOOD OL’ DAYS

On the afternoon of February 9, we arrived at Barangay Maliksi 1 with our hands full of things for our overnight. Upon reaching the place, Uela, who came to the place earlier than us, told us that the secretary is low-key telling her that we are not allowed to sleep in the barangay hall. Since we are fully-equipped with the things we needed for the overnight, we don’t want to back out. The barangay hall is empty when we arrived because there is a meeting held by the barangay official which I think is leaded by the Secretary so we decided to go to the Barangay Captain’s house to tell to him our concern.

Upon reaching Kapitan’s house, a woman, which I assume his wife entertained us. She told us that Kap is not in the house and maybe we could check if he’s in the covered court and so we left. When we were almost on the covered court, our other member called us to tell us that Kap is already there so we returned to his house. We were welcomed by him and they served us biscuits and softdrinks while we tell him our concern about the place we will be sleeping for our overnight.

After talking to his Secretary for some minutes, Kapitan told us that it’s already okay and we will be sleeping on the Barangay Hall. After that, we thanked him then left to go to Mama Jemma’s house. After placing our baggage to Mama Jemma’s house, we went to the covered court with the kids to play with them. We played piko, tumbang preso and tamaang tao. When the clock ticked 5, we returned home to prepare for our dinner.

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APPRECIATION LETTER: THE ELDER’S SIDE

Life is short; let’s do good things to our family and friends and strangers and everyone. Seeing my grandma’s smile because of one present that only costs 5-20 pesos was worth it. It’s just a simple gift but her smile was expensive. I never thought I could ever make her like that for the past years. I know we don’t live in the same house but I’m proud of myself for bringing so much closer between me and my grandma. At first, she hesitated to accept and read it immediately because she’s still doing chores and taking care of my cousin’s baby (she’s not really a busy person but she kept herself). But I insisted, I want her to read it. My lola can’t read that much so I had to recite some words for her to understand my message she then flashed a smile and didn’t say anything. It was the priceless moment of me and her, I know myself that was enough to make her feel our love to her. Now, I noted that expensive things are not always the one who can make someone happy, our grandmothers and grandfathers happy. After we go home last Thursday night they talked about on my letter and sge said “hahahay nako, loko talaga kayong bata kayo.” Not knowing its part of an activity as well as good memories.

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Output #7: Appreciation Letter

The mother of all ‘bungangerang-but-preventive’ nanay: Nanay Lagring

             After doing a big confession, unfortunately, I didn’t actually witness my grandmother’s reaction since she is good at concealing her struggles. But her eyes were still calling for someone to listen or to talk to — since she is home alone when every member of the family are busy or out.

             Despite of unseen expression of hers, I know —because I’m her ‘apo’— that somehow that hardships or every day would be lighten, caused of my appreciation letter.

             At the end of the day, I hope she will feel loved after. And wishing it will be forever.

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APPRECIATION LETTER: TO THE BEST NANANG IN THE WORLD

Although they are not the one who’s taking care of some us, our grandparents should also be appreciated. Without them, we won’t be here. And aside from that, the lessons that are parents teach us came from them. Growing older as day passes by, grandparents should feel more love and care from us.

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Output #7: Appreciation Letter

In Retrospect

           We just got home from an exhausting trip consisting of an entrance exam, and a birthday party. Each of us in the family carried stress with us as we entered our home, heading to our respective bedrooms, as if our beds called to us. I was a bit nervous about giving my letter to my mom; afraid that she might not appreciate it due to the tiresome agents of stress. But, when I handed it to her, she was genuinely surprised at the little pink envelope.

           My mother cried tears of joy upon reading my letter that held a promise. She told me, “Parang kailan lang, ang liit liit mo pa (It seems like it was only yesterday, you were so little),” reminiscing the days when I would write her letter upon letter as young as four years old. Though I did not cry, we hugged and I found myself confessing that I do not want to go to college and rent a dorm anymore – I just wanted to be by her side.

           She assured me that I have to go to college, and that I’ll be able to get through it. I believe her, I really do. I can do it, but it will never be the same without her by my side.

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