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over

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bend over baby

maaari mong ipakita sa akin ang iyong puwit

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over all chairman

pangkalahatang tagapangulo

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run over by a car

nagulungan ng kotse

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it's over design

subra na ang design

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think about, think it over

pagisipan

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over the actions of the young Nemo paper

alalalalalalalalallaaalalalalala

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Over 200 Aesop's fables have been published

mahigit 200 na pabula ang nailathala ni aesop

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Ebola: US nurse 'to take legal action' over confinement

internasyonal na balita

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fairy tale stHigh above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt. He was very much admired indeed.'He is as beautiful as a weathercock,' remarked one of the Town Councillors who wished to gain a reputation for having artistic taste; 'only not quite so useful,' he added, fearing lest people should think him unpractical, which he really was not. 'Why can't you be like the Happy Prince?' asked a sensible mother of her little boy who was crying for the moon. 'The Happy Prince never dreams of crying for anything.' 'I am glad there is some one in the world who is quite happy', muttered a disappointed man as he gazed at the wonderful statue. 'He looks just like an angel,' said the Charity Children as they came out of the cathedral in their bright scarlet cloaks, and their clean white pinafores. 'How do you know?' said the Mathematical Master, 'you have never seen one.' 'Ah! but we have, in our dreams,' answered the children; and the Mathematical Master frowned and looked very severe, for he did not approve of children dreaming. One night there flew over the city a little Swallow. His friends had gone away to Egypt six weeks before, but he had stayed behind, for he was in love with the most beautiful Reed. He had met her early in the spring as he was flying down the river after a big yellow moth, and had been so attracted by her slender waist that he had stopped to talk to her. 'Shall I love you said the Swallow', who liked to come to the point at once, and the Reed made him a low bow. So he flew round and round her, touching the water with his wings, and making silver ripples. This was his courtship, and it lasted all through the summer. 'It is a ridiculous attachment,' twittered the other Swallows, 'she has no money, and far too many relations;' and indeed the river was quite full of Reeds. Then, when the autumn came, they all flew away. After they had gone he felt lonely, and began to tire of his lady-love. 'She has no conversation,' he said, 'and I am afraid that she is a coquette, for she is always flirting with the wind.' And certainly, whenever the wind blew, the Reed made the most graceful curtsies. I admit that she is domestic,' he continued, 'but I love travelling, and my wife, consequently, should love travelling also.' 'Will you come away with me?' he said finally to her; but the Reed shook her head, she was so attached to her home. 'You have been trifling with me,' he cried, 'I am off to the Pyramids. Good-bye!' and he flew away. All day long he flew, and at night-time he arrived at the city. 'Where shall I put up?' he said 'I hope the town has made preparations.' Then he saw the statue on the tall column. 'I will put up there,' he cried; 'it is a fine position with plenty of fresh air.' So he alighted just between the feet of the Happy Prince. 'I have a golden bedroom,' he said softly to himself as he looked round, and he prepared to go to sleep; but just as he was putting his head under his wing, a large drop of water fell on him.'What a curious thing!' he cried, 'there is not a single cloud in the sky, the stars are quite clear and bright, and yet it is raining. The climate in the north of Europe is really dreadful. The Reed used to like the rain, but that was merely her selfishness.' Then another drop fell. 'What is the use of a statue if it cannot keep the rain off?' he said; 'I must look for a good chimney-pot,' and he determined to fly away. But before he had opened his wings, a third drop fell, and he looked up, and saw - Ah! what did he see? The eyes of the Happy Prince were filled with tears, and tears were running down his golden cheeks. His face was so beautiful in the moonlight that the little Swallow was filled with pity. 'Who are you?' he said. 'I am the Happy Prince.' 'Why are you weeping then?' asked the Swallow; 'you have quite drenched me.' 'When I was alive and had a human heart,' answered the statue, 'I did not know what tears were, for I lived in the Palace of Sans-Souci where sorrow is not allowed to enter. In the daytime I played with my companions in the garden, and in the evening I led the dance in the Great Hall. Round the garden ran a very lofty wall, but I never cared to ask what lay beyond it, everything about me was so beautiful. My courtiers called me the Happy Prince, and happy indeed I was, if pleasure be happiness. So I lived, and so I died. And now that I am dead they have set me up here so high that I can see all the ugliness and all the misery of my city, and though my heart is made of lead yet I cannot choose but weep.' 'What, is he not solid gold?' said the Swallow to himself. He was too polite to make any personal remarks out loud. 'Far away,' continued the statue in a low musical voice,'far away in a little street there is a poor house. One of the windows is open, and through it I can see a woman seated at a table. Her face is thin and worn, and she has coarse, red hands, all pricked by the needle, for she is a seamstress. She is embroidering passion-fowers on a satin gown for the loveliest of the Queen's maids-of-honour to wear at the next Court-ball. In a bed in the corner of the room her little boy is lying ill. He has a fever, and is asking for oranges. His mother has nothing to give him but river water, so he is crying. Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow, will you not bring her the ruby out of my sword-hilt? My feet are fastened to this pedestal and I cannot move.' 'I am waited for in Egypt,' said the Swallow. 'My friends are flying up and down the Nile, and talking to the large lotus flowers. Soon they will go to sleep in the tomb of the great King. The King is there himself in his painted coffin. He is wrapped in yellow linen, and embalmed with spices. Round his neck is a chain of pale green jade, and his hands are like withered leaves.' 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince,'will you not stay with me for one night, and be my messenger? The boy is so thirsty, and the mother so sad. 'I don't think I like boys,' answered the Swallow. 'Last summer, when I was staying on the river, there were two rude boys, the miller's sons, who were always throwing stones at me. They never hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it was a mark of disrespect.' But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was sorry. 'It is very cold here,' he said 'but I will stay with you for one night, and be your messenger.' 'Thank you, little Swallow,' said the Prince. So the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince's sword, and flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town. He passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels were sculptured. He passed by the palace and heard the sound of dancing. A beautiful girl came out on the balcony with her lover. 'How wonderful the stars are,' he said to her,'and how wonderful is the power of love!' 'I hope my dress will be ready in time for the State-ball,' she answered; 'I have ordered passion-flowers to be embroidered on it; but the seamstresses are so lazy.' He passed over the river, and saw the lanterns hanging to the masts of the ships. He passed over the Ghetto, and saw the old Jews bargaining with each other, and weighing out money in copper scales. At last he came to the poor house and looked in. The boy was tossing feverishly on his bed, and the mother had fallen asleep, she was so tired. In he hopped, and laid the great ruby on the table beside the woman's thimble. Then he flew gently round the bed, fanning the boy's forehead with his wings. 'How cool I feel,' said the boy, 'I must be getting better;' and he sank into a delicious slumber. Then the Swallow flew back to the Happy Prince, and told him what he had done. 'It is curious,' he remarked, 'but I feel quite warm now, although it is so cold.' 'That is because you have done a good action,' said the Prince. And the little Swallow began to think, and then he fell asleep. Thinking always made him sleepy. When day broke he flew down to the river and had a bath. 'What a remarkable phenomenon,' said the Professor of Omithology as he was passing over the bridge. 'A swallow in winter!' And he wrote a long letter about it to the local newspaper. Every one quoted it, it was full of so many words that they could not understand. 'To-night I go to Egypt,' said the Swallow, and he was in high spirits at the prospect. He visited all the public monuments, and sat a long time on top of the church steeple. Wherever he went the Sparrows chirruped, and said to each other, 'What a distinguished stranger!' so he enjoyed himself very much. When the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince. 'Have you any commissions for Egypt?' he cried; 'I am just starting.' 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince, 'will you not stay with me one night longer?' 'I am waited for in Egypt,' answered the Swallow. To-morrow my friends will fly up to the Second Cataract. The river-horse couches there among the bulrushes, and on a great granite throne sits the God Memnon. All night long he watches the stars, and when the morning star shines he utters one cry of joy, and then he is silent. At noon the yellow lions come down to the water's edge to drink. They have eyes like green beryls, and their roar is louder than the roar of the cataract.' 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince,'far away across the city I see a young man in a garret. He is leaning over a desk covered with papers, and in a tumbler by his side there is a bunch of withered violets. His hair is brown and crisp, and his lips are red as a pomegranate, and he has large and dreamy eyes. He is trying to finish a play for the Director of the Theatre, but he is too cold to write any more. There is no fire in the grate, and hunger has made him faint.' 'I will wait with you one night longer,' said the Swallow, who really had a good heart. 'Shall I take him another ruby?' 'Alas! I have no ruby now,' said the Prince; 'my eyes are all that I have left. They are made of rare sapphires, which were brought out of India a thousand years ago. Pluck out one of them and take it to him. He will sell it to the jeweller, and buy food and firewood, and finish his play.' 'Dear Prince,' said the Swallow,'I cannot do that;' and he began to weep. 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince, 'do as I command you.' So the Swallow plucked out the Prince's eye, and flew away to the student's garret. It was easy enough to get in, as there was a hole in the roof. Through this he darted, and came into the room. The young man had his head buried in his hands, so he did not hear the flutter of the bird's wings, and when he looked up he found the beautiful sapphire lying on the withered violets. 'I am beginning to be appreciated,' he cried; 'this is from some great admirer. Now I can finish my play,' and he looked quite happy. The next day the Swallow flew down to the harbour. He sat on the mast of a large vessel and watched the sailors hauling big chests out of the hold with ropes. 'Heave a-hoy!' they shouted as each chest came up. 'I am going to Egypt!' cried the Swallow, but nobody minded, and when the moon rose he flew back to the Happy Prince. 'I am come to bid you good-bye,' he cried. 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince,'will you not stay with me one night longer?' 'It is winter,' answered the Swallow, and the chill snow will soon be here. In Egypt the sun is warm on the green palm-trees, and the crocodiles lie in the mud and look lazily about them. My companions are building a nest in the Temple of Baalbec, and the pink and white doves are watching them, and cooing to each other. Dear Prince, I must leave you, but I will never forget you, and next spring I will bring you back two beautiful jewels in place of those you have given away. The ruby shall be redder than a red rose, and the sapphire shall be as blue as the great sea. 'In the square below,' said the Happy Prince, 'there stands a little match-girl. She has let her matches fall in the gutter, and they are all spoiled. Her father will beat her if she does not bring home some money, and she is crying. She has no shoes or stockings, and her little head is bare. Pluck out my other eye, and give it to her, and her father will not beat her. 'I will stay with you one night longer,' said the Swallow,'but I cannot pluck out your eye. You would be quite blind then.' 'Swallow, Swallow, little Swallow,' said the Prince, 'do as I command you.' So he plucked out the Prince's other eye, and darted down with it. He swooped past the match-girl, and slipped the jewel into the palm of her hand. 'What a lovely bit of glass,' cried the little girl; and she ran home, laughing. Then the Swallow came back to the Prince. 'You are blind now,' he said, 'so I will stay with you always.' 'No, little Swallow,' said the poor Prince, 'you must go away to Egypt.' 'I will stay with you always,' said the Swallow, and he slept at the Prince's feet. All the next day he sat on the Prince's shoulder, and told him stories of what he had seen in strange lands. He told him of the red ibises, who stand in long rows on the banks of the Nile, and catch gold fish in their beaks; of the Sphinx, who is as old as the world itself, and lives in the desert, and knows everything; of the merchants, who walk slowly by the side of their camels, and carry amber beads in their hands; of the King of the Mountains of the Moon, who is as black as ebony, and worships a large crystal; of the great green snake that sleeps in a palm-tree, and has twenty priests to feed it with honey-cakes; and of the pygmies who sail over a big lake on large flat leaves, and are always at war with the butterflies. 'Dear little Swallow,' said the Prince, 'you tell me of marvellous things, but more marvellous than anything is the suffering of men and of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery. Fly over my city, little Swallow, and tell me what you see there.' So the Swallow flew over the great city, and saw the rich making merry in their beautiful houses, while the beggars were sitting at the gates. He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets. Under the archway of a bridge two little boys were lying in one another's arms to try and keep themselves warm. 'How hungry we are' they said. 'You must not lie here,' shouted the Watchman, and they wandered out into the rain. Then he flew back and told the Prince what he had seen. 'I am covered with fine gold,' said the Prince, 'you must take it off, leaf by leaf, and give it to my poor; the living always think that gold can make them happy.' Leaf after leaf of the fine gold the Swallow picked off, till the Happy Prince looked quite dull and grey. Leaf after leaf of the fine gold he brought to the poor, and the children's faces grew rosier, and they laughed and played games in the street. 'We have bread nod' they cried. Then the snow came, and after the snow came the frost. The streets looked as if they were made of silver, they were so bright and glistening; long icicles like crystal daggers hung down from the eaves of the houses, everybody went about in furs, and the little boys wore scarlet caps and skated on the ice. The poor little Swallow grew colder and colder, but he would not leave the Prince, he loved him too well. He picked up crumbs outside the baker's door when the baker was not looking, and tried to keep himself warm by flapping his wings. But at last he knew that he was going to die. He had just strength to fly up to the Prince's shoulder once more.'Good-bye, dear Prince!' he murmured, 'will you let me kiss your hand?' 'I am glad that you are going to Egypt at last, little Swallow,' said the Prince, 'you have stayed too long here; but you must kiss me on the lips, for I love you.' 'It is not to Egypt that I am going,' said the Swallow. I am going to the House of Death. Death is the brother of Sleep, is he not?' And he kissed the Happy Prince on the lips, and fell down dead at his feet. At that moment a curious crack sounded inside the statue, as if something had broken. The fact is that the leaden heart had snapped right in two. It certainly was a dreadfully hard frost. Early the next morning the Mayor was walking in the square below in company with the Town Councillors. As they passed the column he looked up at the statue: 'Dear me! how shabby the Happy Prince looks!' he said. 'How shabby indeed!' cried the Town Councillors, who always agreed with the Mayor, and they went up to look at it. 'The ruby has fallen out of his sword, his eyes are gone, and he is golden no longer,' said the Mayor; 'in fact, he is little better than a beggar!' 'Little better than a beggar,' said the Town Councillors. 'And there is actually a dead bird at his feet,' continued the Mayor. 'We must really issue a proclamation that birds are not to be allowed to die here.' And the Town Clerk made a note of the suggestion. So they pulled down the statue of the Happy Prince. 'As he is no longer beautiful he is no longer useful,' said the Art Professor at the University. Then they melted the statue in a furnace, and the Mayor held a meeting of the Corporation to decide what was to be done with the metal. 'We must have another statue, of course,' he said, 'and it shall be a statue of myself.' 'Of myself,' said each of the Town Councillors, and they quarrelled. When I last heard of them they were quarrelling still. 'What a strange thing!' said the overseer of the workmen at the foundry.'This broken lead heart will not melt in the furnace. We must throw it away.' So they threw it on a dust-heap where the dead Swallow was also lying. 'Bring me the two most precious things in the city,' said God to one of His Angels; and the Angel brought Him the leaden heart and the dead bird. 'You have rightly chosen,' said God,'for in my garden of Paradise this little bird shall sing for evermore, and in my city of gold the Happy Prince shall praise me.'ories

mga kuwento Fairy kuwento

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History[edit] First known selfie, taken by Robert Cornelius in 1839 Robert Cornelius, an American pioneer in photography, produced a daguerreotype of himself in 1839 which is also one of the first photographs of a person. Because the process was slow, Cornelius was able to run into the shot for a minute or more, and then replace the lens cap.[1] He recorded on the back "The first light Picture ever taken. 1839."[1][2] Woman taking her picture in a mirror, ca. 1900 The debut of the portable Kodak Brownie box camera in 1900 led to photographic self-portraiture becoming a more widespread technique. The method was usually with the use of a mirror and stabilizing the camera either on a nearby object or on a tripod while framing via a viewfinder at the top of the box.[3] Russian Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna at the age of 13 was one of the first teenagers to take her own picture using a mirror to send to a friend in 1914. In the letter that accompanied the photograph, she wrote, "I took this picture of myself looking at the mirror. It was very hard as my hands were trembling."[4] The earliest usage of the word selfie has been traced to 2002 when it first appeared in an Australian internet forum (ABC Online) on 13 September in a comment written by Nathan Hope: "Um, drunk at a mates 21st, I tripped ofer and landed lip first (with front teeth coming a very close second) on a set of steps. I had a hole about 1cm long right through my bottom lip. And sorry about the focus, it was a selfie."[5][6] As with other new technologies, the protocols and etiquette for taking and disseminating selfies remains under development, with appropriate use a matter for consideration.[7] Popularity[edit] The term "selfie" was discussed by photographer Jim Krause in 2005,[8] although photos anticipating some of the formal aspects of the selfie can be seen in the self-taken photographs that were particularly common on MySpace. Writer Kate Losse proposes that between 2006 and 2009 (when Facebook became more popular than MySpace), the "MySpace pic" (typically "an amateurish, flash-blinded self-portrait, often taken in front of a bathroom mirror") became an indication of bad taste for users of the newer Facebook social network. Early Facebook portraits, Losse claims in contrast, were usually well-focused and more formal, taken by others from distance. According to Losse, improvements in design—especially the front-facing camera copied by the iPhone 4 (2010) from Korean and Japanese mobile phones, mobile photo apps such as Instagram, and selfie sites such as ItisMee—led to the resurgence of selfies in the early 2010s.[9] Buzz Aldrin took the first EVA selfie in 1966. Initially popular with young people, selfies gained wider popularity over time.[10][11] By the end of 2012, Time magazine considered selfie one of the "top 10 buzzwords" of that year; although selfies had existed long before, it was in 2012 that the term "really hit the big time".[12] According to a 2013 survey, two-thirds of Australian women age 18–35 take selfies—the most common purpose for which is posting on Facebook.[11] A poll commissioned by smartphone and camera maker Samsung found that selfies make up 30% of the photos taken by people aged 18–24.[13] By 2013, the word "selfie" had become commonplace enough to be monitored for inclusion in the online version of the Oxford English Dictionary.[14] In November 2013, the word "selfie" was announced as being the "word of the year" by the Oxford English Dictionary, which gave the word itself an Australian origin.[15] Selfies have also taken beyond Earth. Selfies taken in space include those by astronauts,[16] an image by NASA's Curiosity rover of itself on Mars,[17] and images created by an indirect method, where a self-portrait photograph taken on Earth is displayed on a screen on a satellite, and captured by a camera.[18] In 2011 a crested black macaque stole a wildlife photographer's camera, and when the camera was later recovered it was found to contain hundreds of "selfies", including one of a grinning female macaque. This incident set off an unusual debate about copyright.[19] In October 2013, Imagist Labs released an iOS app called Selfie, which allows users to upload photos only from their front-facing smartphone camera.[20] The app shows a feed of public photos of everyone’s selfies and from the people they follow. The app does not allow users to comment and users can only respond with selfies. The app soon gained popularity among teenagers. In January 2014, during the Sochi Winter Olympics, a "Selfie Olympics" meme was popular on Twitter, where users took self-portraits in unusual situations.[21] The spread of the meme took place with the usage of the hashtags #selfiegame and #selfieolympics.[22] In April 2014, the advertising agency iStrategyLabs produced a two-way mirror capable of automatically posting selfies to Twitter, using facial recognition software.[23] The popularity of selfies in social media has been astounding.[24] Instagram has over 53 million photos tagged with the hashtag #selfie. The word "selfie" was mentioned in Facebook status updates over 368,000 times during a one week period in October 2013. During the same period on Twitter, the hashtag #selfie was used in more than 150,000 tweets. Christina Novelli taking a selfie during a concert in Honolulu, Hawaii San Francisco Giants fan taking a selfie in front of a bonfire during celebrations after the 2014 World Series Sociology[edit] The appeal of selfies comes from how easy they are to create and share, and the control they give self-photographers over how they present themselves. Many selfies are intended to present a flattering image of the person, especially to friends whom the photographer expects to be supportive.[10][11] However, a 2013 study of Facebook users found that posting photos of oneself correlates with lower levels of social support from and intimacy with Facebook friends (except for those marked as Close Friends).[25] The lead author of the study suggests that "those who frequently post photographs on Facebook risk damaging real-life relationships."[26] The photo messaging application Snapchat is also largely used to send selfies. Some users of Snapchat choose to send intentionally-unattractive selfies to their friends for comedic purposes. Posting intentionally unattractive selfies has also become common in the early 2010s—in part for their humor value, but in some cases also to explore issues of body image or as a reaction against the perceived narcissism or over-sexualization of typical selfies.[27] Celebrity selfies[edit] Former South Korean President Lee Myung-Bak and footballer Ji So Yun Many celebrities – especially sex symbols – post selfies for their followers on social media, and provocative or otherwise interesting celebrity selfies are the subject of regular press coverage. Some commentators, such as Emma Barnett of The Telegraph, have argued that sexy celebrity selfies (and sexy non-celebrity selfies) can be empowering to the selfie-takers but harmful to women in general as they promote viewing women as sex objects.[28] Actor and avid selfie poster James Franco wrote an op-ed for The New York Times defending this frequent use of selfies on his Instagram page.[29] Franco defends the self-portrait stating they should not be seen as an egocentric act, but instead a journalistic moment as it cultivates a "visual culture, the selfie quickly and easily shows, not tells, how you're feeling, where you are, what you're doing", much like a photojournalist image.[29] Franco continued to write how peoples' social lives are more electronic, we become more adept at interpreting social media. And, as our social lives become more electronic, we become more adept at interpreting social media. A texting conversation might fall short of communicating how you are feeling, but a selfie might make everything clear in an instant. Selfies are tools of communication more than marks of vanity (but yes, they can be a little vain).[29] A selfie orchestrated by 86th Academy Awards host Ellen DeGeneres during the 2 March 2014 broadcast is the most retweeted image ever.[30][31] DeGeneres said she wanted to homage Meryl Streep's record 18 Oscar nominations by setting a new record with her, and invited twelve other Oscar celebrities to join them, which included Meryl Streep, Julia Roberts, Channing Tatum, Bradley Cooper, Kevin Spacey, Angelina Jolie, Brad Pitt, Lupita Nyong'o, Jared Leto and Jennifer Lawrence. The resulting photo of the celebrities broke the previous retweet record within forty minutes, and was retweeted over 1.8 million times in the first hour.[32][33][34] By the end of the ceremony it had been retweeted over 2 million times, less than 24 hours later, it had been retweeted over 2.8 million times.[31][32] As of 24 June 2014, it has been retweeted 3,415,871 times.[35] It beat the previous record, 778,801, which was held by Barack Obama, following his victory in the 2012 presidential election.[34][36][37] One person who loves to take selfies and is known as the "selfie queen" is Kim Kardashian. This year in 2014 she made a selfie book that consists of selfies throughout the whole year. She earned this title by taking the social media website Instagram very seriously and posting her selfies numerous times per week. She even has a set of rules that she goes by when taking the "perfect selfie." Politician selfies[edit] Bill Nye takes a selfie with US President Barack Obama and Neil deGrasse Tyson at the White House President Barack Obama made news headlines during Nelson Mandela's memorial celebration at the Johannesburg's FNB Stadium with various world leaders, as he was snapped taking a selfie and sharing smiles with Danish Prime Minister Helle Thorning-Schmidt, and later with British Prime Minister David Cameron, as they gathered to pay tribute to Mandela.[38] The decision to take the selfies was considered to be in poor taste, as British political columnist Iain Martin critiqued the behaviour as "clowning around like muppets".[38] The photos also depict the First Lady Michelle Obama sitting next to them looking "furious and mortified".[38] Despite the criticism, Roberto Schmidt, the photographer who captured the photos taken at the celebration, reported to the Today show it was taken at "a jovial, celebratory portion of the service".[39] In India, BJP Prime Ministerial candidate Narendra Modi posted a selfie on Twitter after voting in Gandhinagar, India. The post became a major trending item on the micro-blogging platform.[40] In July 2014, the Swiss government is the first to take and post a picture of an entire national government (the picture was taken by one of the seven members of the government, Alain Berset).[41] Group selfies[edit] A group selfie of tourists using a Selfie stick for a wider angle image. In January 2014, Business Insider published a story referring to such images as "usies".[42] A photograph of Pope Francis with visitors to the Vatican has been called an usie by The Daily Dot,[43][44] and TMZ has used the term to describe a selfie taken of celebrity couple Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez.[42][45] The term "groufie" has been trademarked by Chinese phone manufacturer Huawei Technologies in China, France, Germany, Russia, and the U.S.[46][47] The word was introduced during the launch of its Ascend P7 smartphone in 2014.[48] Huawei defines the groufie as a panoramic selfie involving multiple subjects, as well as background scenery, captured using the front facing, 8-megapixel camera and panorama capabilities of its phones.[49][50][51] Another term for a group selfie is "wefie", originally trademarked by Samsung in the U.S. to promote the wide-angle lens of its NX series of cameras.[47][52][53][54] World record[edit] The world's largest group selfie included 2000 people and was taken on 23 November 2014 in Brooklyn, New York at the International Conference of Chabad-Lubavitch Emissaries.[55] In popular culture[edit] In August 2013, The Guardian produced a film series titled Thinkfluencer[56] exploring selfie exposure in the UK. American dance music duo The Chainsmokers released a single #SELFIE in 2014. In August 2014, selfie was officially accepted for use in the word game Scrabble[57][58] From September to November 2014, the American television sitcom Selfie aired on ABC, telling the story of a woman trying to achieve fame through social media. Psychology and neuroscience[edit] According to a study performed by Nicola Bruno and Marco Bertamini at the University of Parma, selfies by non-professional photographers show a slight bias for showing the left cheek of the selfie-taker.[59] This is similar to what has been observed for portraits by professional painters from many different historical periods and styles,[60] indicating that the left cheek bias may be rooted in asymmetries of brain lateralization that are well documented within cognitive neuroscience. In a second study,[61] the same group tested if selfie takers without training in photography spontaneously adhere to widely prescribed rules of photographic composition, such as the rule of thirds. It seems that they do not, suggesting that these rules may be conventional rather than hardwired in the brain's perceptual preferences. In April 2014, a man diagnosed with body dysmorphic disorder recounted spending ten hours a day attempting to take the "right" selfie, attempting suicide after failing to produce what he perceived to be the perfect selfie.[62] The same month brought several scholarly publications linking excessive selfie posting with body dysmorphic disorder.[citation needed] Injuries while taking photos[edit] In July 2014, a fourteen-year-old girl in the Philippines fell to her death after losing her balance while taking a selfie of herself and a friend near the staircase landing of their school in suburban Pasig City.[63] In August 2014, a fifteen-year-old boy was critically wounded after accidentally shooting himself while taking a selfie in which his other hand was holding a gun to his chin.[64] In November 2014 a Polish woman vacationing in Spain fell to her death while attempting a picturesque selfie from the Puente de Triana bridge in the city of Seville.

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Scene 2: An Angel Visits Mary MARY enters from the side and stands near the BASKET OF CLOTHES. MARY begins folding the clothes. NARRATOR God sent the angel Gabriel to Nazareth, a town in Galilee. ANGEL begins sneakily tip-toeing from the side, making their way to stand behind MARY, who doesn’t notice. NARRATOR He was sent to a girl named Mary. The angel greeted her and said... ANGEL 1 (Jumps out from behind MARY) Mary! MARY throws the piece of clothing she was folding in the air. MARY takes a few steps away and hides behind the RECTANGULAR BOX. ANGEL 1 The Lord has given you special favor. He is with you. NARRATOR Mary was very upset because of his words. Mary wondered... MARY stands up and scratches her head. MARY What kind of greeting this could be? NARRATOR But the angel said to her... ANGEL 1 (Holds out a hand out) Do not be afraid, Mary. God is very pleased with you. NARRATOR Then the angel said... The ANGEL reaches into their sash, pulls out the FOLDED LETTER, walks over to the NARRATOR, and hands it to them. The NARRATOR unfolds the letter and glances over it, then looks at the ANGEL quizzically. The ANGEL leans over and whispers in the NARRATOR’S ear. The NARRATOR nods. NARRATOR Ladies and Gentlemen, the angel has informed me that, after a long and tiring trip from heaven, they’d like a little help delivering their long message from God. Any volunteers? (Waits a second.) Ah, yes, you over there. The ANGEL’S MOM OR DAD comes and stands next to the NARRATOR. The NARRATOR hands the LETTER to the ANGEL’S MOM OR DAD. The ANGEL returns to where they were onstage. NARRATOR The angel continued... PARENT NARRATOR You will become pregnant... The ANGEL pats their belly a few times. PARENT NARRATOR And give birth to a son. You must name him Jesus. The ANGEL grabs the JESUS SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to MARY, who holds it in one hand. PARENT NARRATOR He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High God. The ANGEL flexes their muscles several times like a body builder. PARENT NARRATOR The Lord God will make him a king like his father David of long ago. The ANGEL grabs the CROWN SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to MARY, who holds it in her other hand. PARENT NARRATOR He will rule forever over his people, who came from Jacob's family. His kingdom will never end. NARRATOR Mary asked the angel... PARENT NARRATOR How can this happen? MARY shrugs. NARRATOR The angel answered... PARENT NARRATOR The Holy Spirit will come to you. The ANGEL reaches up to the sky and slowly lowers their hands to waist level while wiggling their fingers. PARENT NARRATOR The power of the Most High God will cover you. So the holy one that is born will be called the Son of God. ANGEL 1 Nothing is impossible with God. NARRATOR Mary answered... MARY I serve the Lord. May it happen to me just as you said it would. NARRATOR Then the angel left her. The ANGEL exits to the side of the stage. MARY sets the SIGNS back on the back of the stage. MARY puts the clothes in the basket and exits to the side of the stage. Scene 3: An Angel Visits Joseph in a Dream NARRATOR This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about. JOSEPH enters from the side of the stage, holding a BOUQUET OF FLOWERS. NARRATOR His mother Mary and Joseph had promised to get married. JOSEPH gestures over to the side of the stage for someone to come over. MARY enters in slowly from the side of the stage with a noticeably pregnant belly, holding one hand against the small of her back. NARRATOR But before they started to live together, it became clear that she was going to have a baby. She became pregnant by the power of the Holy Spirit. JOSEPH stares with his mouth open, throws the FLOWERS in the air, and puts his head in his hands. MARY covers her face, crying, and runs, exiting to the side of the stage. NARRATOR Her husband Joseph was a godly man. JOSEPH paces back and forth, pretending to talk to himself. NARRATOR He did not want to put her to shame in public. So he planned to divorce her quietly. NARRATOR But as Joseph was thinking about this... JOSEPH sits down on the RECTANGULAR BOX and poses like the thinker. He slowly leans his head and lays down on the RECTANGULAR BOX to sleep. NARRATOR ...an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream. The ANGEL runs in from the side, does a somersault, and jumps up with arms outstretched. NARRATOR The angel said... ANGEL 2 (Holding out one hand to Joseph) Joseph, son of David... JOSEPH sits up, startled. He hides behind the RECTANGULAR BOX. ANGEL 2 Don't be afraid to take Mary home as your wife. PARENT NARRATOR The baby inside her... The ANGEL pats their belly a few times. PARENT NARRATOR ...is from the Holy Spirit. The ANGEL holds out their hands up to the sky and wiggles his fingers while hopping from foot to foot. PARENT NARRATOR She is going to have a son. You must give him the name Jesus. The ANGEL grabs the JESUS SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to JOSEPH, who holds it in one hand. PARENT NARRATOR That is because he will save his people from their sins. The ANGEL grabs the SAVIOR SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to JOSEPH, who holds it in one hand. After a beat, the ANGEL takes the SIGNS back and sets the where they were before. The ANGEL helps JOSEPH lay back down on the RECTANGULAR BOX. The ANGEL grabs the BLANKET from behind the RECTANGULAR BOX and lays it on JOSEPH. The ANGEL then exits to the side of the stage, doing another somersault as they leave. NARRATOR Joseph woke up. JOSEPH sits up, pulls off the BLANKET, and sets it behind the RECTANGULAR BOX. JOSEPH rubs his eyes with his palms, pinches himself, and stands up. NARRATOR He did what the angel of the Lord commanded him to do. JOSEPH Mary! MARY does a pregnant-style run over to JOSEPH. JOSEPH pats down his torso, as if feeling in his pockets. He then does a “COME ON” gesture towards the NARRATOR. The NARRATOR walks over to JOSEPH and hands him a ring. JOSEPH bows down on one knee. MARY holds a hand, and JOSEPH puts a ring on it. NARRATOR He took Mary home as his wife. JOSEPH and MARY hold hands and exit to the side of the stage. Scene 4: Mary and Joseph Travel to Bethlehem NARRATOR In those days, Caesar Augustus made a law. CAESAR AUGUSTUS enters from the side holding a SCROLL and stands in the center of the stage. CAESAR AUGUSTUS lets the SCROLL roll to the ground and pretends to read it. CAESAR AUGUSTUS Hear ye, hear ye! Let there be a list be made of everyone in the whole Roman world. CAESAR AUGUSTUS exits to the side of the stage. NARRATOR All went to their own towns to be listed. So Joseph went also. He went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea. The INNKEEPERS enter from the side of stage, holding INNKEEPER SIGNS, with their heads poking out from the cutout of the sign. They stand, spread out in a long line. NARRATOR That is where Bethlehem, the town of David, was. JOSEPH enters from the side, pulling a WAGON with MARY riding in it. MARY is looking very pregnant. NARRATOR He went there with Mary to be listed. Mary was engaged to him. She was expecting a baby. JOSEPH pulls the wagon up to INNKEEPER 1 and knocks on their INNKEEPER SIGN. INNKEEPER 1 No room! JOSEPH pulls the wagon up to INNKEEPER 2 and knocks on their INNKEEPER SIGN. INNKEEPER 2 No room! JOSEPH pulls the wagon up to INNKEEPER 3 and knocks on their INNKEEPER SIGN. INNKEEPER 3 No room! NARRATOR There was no room for them in the inn. The INNKEEPERS exit to the side of the stage. The STABLEKEEPER enters from the side carrying the STABLEKEEPER SIGN and stands in the center of the stage, in front of the RECTANGULAR BOX. JOSEPH pulls the wagon over to the STABLEKEEPER and KNOCKS on their STABLEKEEPER SIGN. STABLEKEEPER There’s room in the barn! JOSEPH gives the STABLEKEEPER a bow of thanks. The STABLEKEEPER exits to the side of the stage. JOSEPH and MARY sit on the RECTANGULAR BOX. The STAGE HANDS carry the MANGER and set it in the middle of the stage. Scene 5: Jesus is Born in a Stable NARRATOR While Joseph and Mary were there, the time came for the child to be born. JOSEPH kneels next to MARY and grabs her hand. He rubs his hand once along her hair. NARRATOR She gave birth to her first baby. JOSEPH reaches behind the RECTANGULAR BOX and grabs the BABY. JOSPEH (Holding the BABY up) It’s a boy! MARY grabs the BLANKET from behind the RECTANGULAR BOX . JOSEPH hands the BABY to MARY. NARRATOR She wrapped him in large strips of cloth. MARY wraps the BABY in the BLANKET. NARRATOR Then she placed him in a manger. MARY places the BABY in the manger. MARY and JOSEPH exit to the side of the stage, taking the WAGON with them. Scene 6: The Angels Visit Shepherds NARRATOR There were shepherds living out in the fields nearby. A group of SHEPHERDS enter from the side of the stage. NARRATOR They were looking after their sheep. A group of children dressed as SHEEP enter from the side of the stage wearing SHEEP HATS and sit down, scattered near the center. NARRATOR It was night. The SHEEP yawn and stretch. The SHEPHERDS run to the side of the stage and grab blankets and pillows. The SHEPHERDS proceed to tuck each of the sheep in by laying then down on the floor, placing a pillow under their heads, and pulling a blanket over them. When the SHEPHERDS are finished, they sit down on or near the RECTANGULAR BOX . NARRATOR An angel of the Lord appeared to them. ANGEL 3 jumps out from the side of the stage with their hands up and stands near the SHEPHERDS. NARRATOR And the glory of the Lord shone around them and they were terrified. The SHEPHERDS kneel and cower in fear, hiding behind the RECTANGULAR BOX. NARRATOR But the angel said to them... ANGEL 3 (Holding out a hand) Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy. PARENT NARRATOR It is for all the people. The ANGEL gestures out toward the audience. PARENT NARRATOR Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you. He is Christ the Lord. The ANGEL makes the baseball “Safe!” sign with their arms. PARENT NARRATOR Here is how you will know I am telling you the truth. You will find a baby wrapped in strips of cloth... The ANGEL grabs the BABY SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to one of the SHEPHERDS, who holds it in their hand. PARENT NARRATOR And lying in a manger. The ANGEL grabs the MANGER SIGN from the back of the stage, holds it up for the audience to see, and hands it to one of the SHEPHERDS, who holds it in their hand. NARRATOR Suddenly a large group of angels from heaven also appeared. ANGEL 1 and ANGEL 2 run on stage and stand next to ANGEL 1. NARRATOR They were praising God. They said... ANGELS 1, 2 AND 3 (Raising their hands to the sky) Glory to God in heaven! PARENT NARRATOR And may peace be given to those he is pleased with on earth! NARRATOR The angels left and went into heaven. The ANGELS exit to the side of the stage. NARRATOR Then the shepherds said to one another... SHEPHERDS Let's go to Bethlehem. PARENT NARRATOR Let's see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about." NARRATOR So they hurried off... The SHEPHERDS and all of the SHEEP exit to the right of the stage. NARRATOR They found Mary and Joseph and the baby. MARY and JOSEPH enter from the side of the stage and sit on the RECTANGULAR BOX. NARRATOR The baby was lying in the manger. The SHEPHERDS enter from the side of the stage and kneel around the manger. NARRATOR After the shepherds had seen him, they told everyone. They reported what the angel had said about this child. The SHEPHERDS run all over into the audience, going to various people, putting their hands on their shoulders and saying, “Jesus is born!” After 30 seconds of this, they run to the back of the auditorium and wait. NARRATOR Everyone who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. (Pauses) I said, everyone who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. (Gestures to the congregation) CONGREGATION Oooooh! Aaaaaah! NARRATOR But Mary kept all these things like a secret treasure in her heart. MARY picks up the BABY and walks off the side of the stage, looking up contemplatively. JOSEPH exits to the side of the stage after her. NARRATOR She thought about them over and over. NARRATOR The shepherds returned. The SHEPHERDS run from the back on the auditorium and onto the stage. NARRATOR They gave glory and praise to God. The SHEPHERDS to a brief, silly dance of celebration. NARRATOR Everything they had seen and heard was just as they had been told. The SHEPHERDS exit to the side of the stage. THE END

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Naniniwala ka ba sa pagbibilang ng siyam na butuin sa loob ng siyam na araw. Kung ako ang tatanungin mo, hindi naman talaga ako yung tipo ng tao na mabilis mapapaniwala sa mga ganitong klase ng kasabihan o pamahiin. Ngunit sa tuwing nakikita mo ang kanilang pagningning sa iyong mg mata, sa tuwing magliliwanaag sila sa dilim, at sa mga ilaw nilang nakakamangha. Wala ka ng iba pang magagawa kundi sundin ang ipinapahayag ng iyong curiosidad. Alam kong pwede itong hindi ito totoo at maari ring hindi magkatotoo. Sa mata ng iba, isa lang itong malaking kalokohan. Ginawa ko ito bilang pagsubok lamang. Katulad nga. Sinasabi ng karamihan, wala namang mawawala at hindi naman ito masama lalo na kung ang kapalit ng iyong pagbibilang ay ang katuparan ng iyong kahilingan. hindi natin alam, wala ni isa satin ay nakakaalam kung nasa mga butuin pala talaga ang kapalaran ng bawat isa sa ating lahat. Hindi naman ako umaasa sadyang hindi lang ako nawawalan ng pag-asa. Ika-siyam na gabi ko ngayon sa pagbibilang ngunit hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa alam kung ano ang aking hihilingin. Hindi ko rin alam kung talagang matutupad ba ang lahat ng ito. Ako nga pala si Carl David Opiña,maari niyo ako tawagin sa pangalang Dave Ilabing dalawang taong gulang na ako.. Nag aaral ako sa eskwelahang Doominican College of Sta Rosa. Isa akong hamak at misteryosong estudyante. Walang gustong makipagkilala. Walang gustong makipagkaibigan bukod sa babaeng nagngangalang Joanne Ausena, o mas sanay kung siya ay tawaging Joanne. Siya lang ang bukod tanging nakakaalam ng nga sikreto ko sa buhay. Ang taong nakakaintindi sa akin mula ng pumasok ako sa paaralang ito. Magkapareho kami ng hilig sa mga bagay bagay kung kaya't siguro ay nagkakasundo kami. Sa lahat ng sikreto kong nalalaman niya mayroon pa rin siyang hindi dapat malaman tugkol sa tunay na pagkatao ko. Lakbay aral namin kinabukasan ng umaga. Panigurado ako na hindi lang ako ang natutuwa kundi pati na rin ang aking mga kaklase't kamag-aral. Masaya ako dahil madami kaming mapupuntahan. Marami rami din ang aming madidiskubreng bagong lugar. Wala naman akong ibang dapat gawin kundi ang magprepara para bukas at iennjoy ang aming paglalakbay dahil ito lang naman ang solusyon para masulit ko ang araw na iyon. Ngunit hindi ibig sabihin na kami ay maglalakbay aral ay nangangahulugan na hindi ko na iintindihin at pangangahalagahan ang aking mga kaalaman na nakalap sa lugar na iyon. Hindi imposible na magbigay ang aming guro ng aktibidades tungkol dito. At higit sa lahat ay ang pagiingat at pananalig sa diyos.. Ito ang lagi nating dapat baon. Hindi lang sa ganitong pangyayari, kundi sa pangaraw araw na nangyayari sa ating buhay. Maaring masaya nga ako ngunit hindi naman pa ako nasasabik at naeengganyo par abukas sa hindi ko mawaring kadahilanan. Nababalot ng takot at kaba ang isipan ko. Ngunit iba ang idinidikta ng puso ko.. May mga tao lang na ayaw akong pakisamahan dahil sila rin mismo ay hindi marunong makisama sa ibang taong nakakasalamuha nila. Sabihin niyo ng duwag ang isang katulad ko ngunit sila yung tipo ng tao na gugulo sa buhay mo at hindi ka titigilan hanggang sa huling pag apak ng mga paa mo sa lupa. Sa tuwing naiisip ko sila ay patuloy akong natatakot sa susunod na pwedeng mangyari sa akin. Hindi lang sila isa, dalawa, tatlo o apat, marami sila. Napakarami. Gusto kong takasan ang bawat pangyayaring ito ngunit hindi ko magawa. Sadyang nahihirapan lang ako sa ganitong klase ng situwasyon. Alam ko mahirap intindihin pero dadating din ang tamang oras para malaman niyong lahat ang totoong storya sa likod ng bawat sinasabi ko. Napapagod na ako. Iba ang inaasahan ko sa eskwelahang ito. Hindi ko alam kung hanggang kailan ako dapat magtiis. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang dapat kong gawin. Ilang buwan pa lang ang lumilipas pero nararamdaman ko na kaagad kung ano ang pinagdadaanan ng ibang estudyanteng pumapasik dito. Ang mga taong walang kinakatakutan, ang mga taong walang kinakawaan. Hindi ko na ata ito kaya.Sila na ata ang taong hindi na mapapatawad pa ng kahit sino . Sumusobra na sila. Hindi ba nila alam ang salitang abuso. Tumayo ako mula sa pagkakaupo ko sa akin kama. kinuha ko ang isang lukot na papel sa isang lamesa na katabi ng aking kama atyaka sumilip sa aming maliit na bintana at nagsimula nang bumilang ng mga butuin na nagniningning sa aking mga mata. Huling gabi ko na ngayon kaya dapat maging sigurado ako sa akingg gagawin. Isa, dalawa, tatlo, apat, lima, anim, pito, walo, siyam. Itinuro ko ang mga pinakamalalaking butuin. Ipinikit ko ang aking mga mata at hiniling ko na kung ano ang dapat. Hawak hawak ko parin ang lukot na papel na kanikani langg ay aking kinuha. Minulat ko ang aking mata ng nakangiti ngunit may namumuong galit sa aking isipan. Naramdaman ko ang tagumpay ng natapos ko ang ikasiyam na gabing ito. Umaasa pa rin ako na ang lahat ng ito ay may pag asang magkatotoo ito. Muli akong humiga para makatulog ng maaga ng sa ganoon ay maaga rin akong makagising bukas. Dapat akong magpahinga at mag prepara para bukas. Ipinikit ko ang aking mga mata ngunit bago iyon, ako ay nagdasal muna, atyaka tuluyan ng binalutan ng kumot ang aking katawan. Tahimik ang gabi at tangingg mga butuin at ang buwan lamang ang nagbibigay lieanag sa dilim. KINABUKASAN Ngayon na. Ngayon na ang araw na pinakahinihintay ng lahat. Kung saan sila ay nagagalak at maligayang nagiintay ng oras upang makapunta sa aming destinasyon. Ngayon ang araw ng aming lakbay aral papunta sa subic, ocean adventure. Marami siguro namamangha at naeengganyo ngunit ibahin niyo ako. Hindi ako ineteresado sa ganitong klase ng mga bagay. Oo, nakakaramdam ako ng tuwa pero hindi ako yung klase na halos hindi na makatulog sa sobrang pagkagalak. Nanaginip pa naman ako. Isang napakasamang panaginip. Masama ang kutob ko. Nararamdman kog hindi maganda ang mangyayari. Paano kung ang isang panaginip ay mapunta bilang isang realidad. Paano kung ang bawat imahinasyon mo ay magin isang totoong pangyayari. Kinikilabutan ako. Ang ikinakatakot ko ay ano nalang ang mangyayari kun pg ang lahat nga ng sinasabi ko ay tama. Alas dos pa lang ng madaling araw ay gising na ako. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ngunit nakaramdam ang katawan ko ng isang hanging dumaan kung kayat nagising ang aking diwa. Agad akong bumangon para magkaroon ng kaunting ehersisyo. Dumiretso na ako sa banyo para magsipilyo at maligo. Hindi na ako kumain ng almusal dahil nakagawian ko na iyon. Wala akon gana tuwing kakain ako ng umaga lalo na tuwing bagong gising. Hindi sanay ang aki tiyana sa ganoon. Naliligo ako ngayon habang ang aking nanay ay naghahanda at nagpeprepara para sa aming dadalhin. Naisipan namin na wag nalang magbaon ng pagkain at doon nalang kumain sa destinasyon kung saan kami pupunta. Panigurado naman ako mayrrong maaring kainan doon. Pinalalahanan ko ang aking nanay na dalhin ang mga importanteng bagay na daoat ay bit bit naman hanggang pagpunta roon. Katulad nalang ng isa pang damit, at iba pa. Pagkatapos kong maligo ay agad na akong nagbihis ng aking susuotin. Mayroon kaming tinatawag na batch t shirt kada isang baitang ng sa ganoon ay makilala ang bawat isa sa aming lahat. At para na rin makilala kami bilang isang estudyante sa ika pitong baitang. Samantala ang pangibaban namin ay ang aming pe jogging pants. Mabilis akong nag ayos at umalis na kami ng aking nanay papuntang aming eskwelahan dahil sa pagkakaalam ko, doon ang aming tagpuan para makasakay sa aming bus. Pagkatingin ko sa aking relo ay napagalaman kong huli na ako sa oras ng aming assembly at mukhang malelate din kami sa aming oras ng pag alis.. Buti nalang ay na kausap ng aking nanay ang amin guro na hintayin lang kami ng saglit at nasa kalagitnaan na rin naman kami. Pagmamaneho. Habang palapit kami ng palapit sa amingg pupuntahan o sa aking eskwelahan ay pabilis din ng pabilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Dapat ba akon huwag na lang sumama? Dapat ba ako g. Umatras na lang. Pero pano ko malalaman kung hindi ko susubukan. Dapat akong makasiguro. Kailangan ko itong gawin. Handa akon magsakripisyo mapanindigan ko lang ang mga salitang binitwan ko. Nandito na ako at wala ng oras pa para bumalik pa ako sa simula ng lahat ng ito. Pagkarating na pagkarating namin sa aki eskwelahan ay agad ipinarada ng aji nanay ang aming sa sasakyan kung saan maluwag ang espacyo. Agad kaming bumaba at dali dalingg sumakay ng bus. Alam ko naman na kami nalang ang hinihintay at aalis ito. Pagkaakyat na pagkaakyat ko palang ay nakita ko na kaagad ang mga mata tila napako sa pagtingin sa akin. Tila mga nanlilisik ang mga ito at parang wala silang balak alisin ang mga matatalas nilang tiin sa aking mga mata. Hindi ko na ito pinansin. Pilit ko itongg iniwasan. Mabilis akong tumabi sa upuan namin dalawa ni joanne. Ako ang nasa window seat samantala Ng aking nanay ay nasa tapat ko sa madaling salita, siya ay nasa aking unahan. Malamig at tila tahimik ang nangingibabaw sa apat na sulok ng bus namin. Nagulat nalang kami ng biglang nagsalita ang mga taong kinakatakutan ko. Kasabay nito ay ang paghihintay ng pag alis ng aming bus. At tama nga ang aming pagaakala, biglaan ang pagtakbo nito kasabay ang isang maingay na tunog na sinamahan pa ng ingay ng ibang tao sa loob Hindi ito pwede, hindi iyo maaring mangyari, ang bawat iniisip ko unti unting nangyayari, detalyado bawat sandali, bawat pagikot ng orasan, bawat segundo, parehong pareho ng aking inaakala. Kailangan kong gumawa ng paraan. Kailangan kong makahanap ng isang napakamabisang paraan bago pa pa mahuli ang lahat. May oras pa ako para tapusin ang lahat ng ito. Gagawin ko ang lahat sa abot ng akig makakaya. Masaya ang lahat na naglalakbay. Kasalukuyan akong kinakausap ng aking matalik na kaibigan na si joanne. Sa pagkakaalala ko, kaarawan ngayon ng aming kaklaseng si Jed. Pag nga naman natapatan ng pagkakataon, sa mismon kaarawan nuya pa magaganap ang isang pangyayari. Isang hindi inaasahang pangyayari. Isa siya sa pinaka tahimik sa amin ngunit sa kabila ng kanyang maamong mukha ay may naitatagong maitim na imahe na hindi mi maaring ipakiwanag. Sa pagkekwentuhan namin ni joanne, hindi ko namalayan na lumipas na pala ang dalawang oras simula nung amin pag alis sa amin eskwelahan. Napakabilis ng oras kung kaya naman napakabilis din ng mga sunod aunod na pangyayari. Sumakay na rin ang aming tour guide, na nagngangalang Ed. Matangkad, maitim, at higit sa lahat matalino. Madami siyang tinuturo sa aming lugar kung saan ipanapaliwanag niya rin kung ano ito. Hindi ako mahilig makinig sa mga ganyang klase ng usapan pero hindi ko alam kung bakit bigla niya nalang nakuha ang atensyon ko. Laking pagtataka ko nang biglang prumeno ang aking sasakyan ng napakalakas. Ang ibang nakatayp ay mabilis natumba sa sahig, at ang malala pa napuruhan sa pagtumba ang aming tour guide. Agad siyaninalalayan ng guro namin sa unahan at agad siyang ipinaupo muna. Madami ang naumpog at nahilo sa kanilang pagkakaupo dahil dito. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero bigla nalang akong napangiti sa hindi ko malamang kadahilanan. Laking pagtataka ng ibang taong nakatinin sa akin lalo na ang aking kayabing kaibigan na si joanne. Madming nagulat sa pangyayari pero hindi nagtagal lumipas din ito, ngunit hindi ito pinalampas ng mga estudyanteng nasa likuran dahil siguro sa kanilang kyuriosidad. Agad nila itong tinanong sabay pag tayo nila. Nagsitiinginan kaming lahat na nasa unahan para makita kung sino ang nagbalak para magtanon kung ano ang nangyari. Bumungad sa akin ang nagtatakang mukha ng amng kaklase na si loraine. Pero bago niya pa maitanong ang kanyang tanong ay inunahan na siya ng aking nanay para dito. Tinanong niyo kun ayos lang ba ako. Hindi na ko sumagot imbis thmango nalamang ako ngunit bakas sa kanyang mukha ang pagaaalala. Tinanong ni loraine kung may problema bang naganap nungit nanlaki anmga mata naming lahat ng marinig ang sagot ng aming driver, tila may sasakyan daw na tumigil sa aming harapan na dapat ay patawid sa kabila. Lakig pagtataka namin ngunit wala naman sasakyan ang kasulukayang nakatigil dito at isa pa, hindi pwedeng tumawid ang isang sasakyan sa lugar na ito, sa edsa, pa kabila. Litong lito ang lahat. Malapit na rin naman lumipas ang pagmamadaling araw kayat maliwanag na run ngunit hindi ko maipalaiwanag ang ekspresyon ng aming driver na parang toto talaga ang bawat na kanyang sinasabi. Hindi parin kapani paniwala. Ngunit hindi naman kami pepreno ng ganoong kalalas lalo na kung wala rin naman itong patutunguhan. Nang mapagalaman na ng aming guro na ayos ang lahat at wala namang ganoong nasaktan ay dumiretso na kami kahit lahat ngayon sa paligid ko ay kinakabahan sa susunod pang mga mangyayari. Hindi pa rin makatayo ang aming tour guide sa sakit ng katawan at dinanas niya kayat pinki muna niyang umupo nalang at magpahinga ngunit hindi naman natigil ang pagbibigay ng kanyang kaalaman sa bawat nadadaanan namin kahit nakaupo lamang siya. Hindi kami kumportable sa ganitong lagay. Pilit kaming pinapakalma pero di parin namin maiwasan ang pagaalala. Mahirap pilitin ang isang bagay lalo na kung ang pagpilit dito ay wala namang patutunguhan. Simula pa lang ito ngunit hindi na namin kinakaya. Alam ko sa sarili ko na marami pa ang kasunod na posibleng mangyari. Lumalakas ang ulan. Natatakpan ng mga patak nito ang aking makintab na bintana kanina ngunit ngayon ay basa na. Gayunman may kakayahan pa rin ako para makita ang mga lugar na nadadaanan namin. Ngunit sa lahat ng mga magagandang lugar na nadaanan namin isa lang ang kumuha ng atensyon ko. Ang isang sementeryo sa aking kaliwang bahagi. Mapuno ngunit malawak. At ang pinaka umagaw ng atensyon ko ay ang bilang ng puntod na naandito. Sinubukan ko itong bilangin kahit malabo na ang akin bintana sa lakas ng ulan. Isa, dalawa, tatlo, apat, lima, anim, pito, walo, at........napakunot na lamang ang akin noo at napatakip ng bibig sa aking huling pagbibilang. Siyam?? Siyam na puntod lamang ang naandirito. Hindi ako nagkakamali. Sa lawak ng sementeryong ito, nakakapagtaka kung bakit siyam lamang ang lutod na naandito. Siyam? Hindi! Hindi! Ito maari. Nawala ang tingin ng aking mga mata rito ng biglang nagsalita ang aming tour guide sa isang mahinahaon na boses. Napatingin na lang ako dito kaagad ng nakakunot parin ang aking noo. Inutusan niya kamingg tuminin sa aming kaliwang bahagi para daw makita namin ang isang napakagandang lugar dito. Ano ang ibug niyang sabihin?? Dahan dahan akong tumiin dito at laking pagkagulat ko na ang mga nakikita ko nalamang ay mga naglalakihang puno na may napakaramihg bunga. Pero? Hinananp ko kung nasaan ang mga puntod na nakita ko kanina. Ngunit nabigo ako at wala naman talaga nito. Ngunit hindi ako nagkakamali, isang sementeryo ang nadaanan namin. Iba na talaga ang kutob ko, una ang sasakyan, pangalawa ang sementeryo na may,, siyam? Na... Puntod? Nakarinig ako ng isang malalim na paghinga mula sa aking likuran at nakito ko ang mukha ng aking kaklase na si isaac na gulat na gulat di. Na parang sa akin. At tila may hinahanap din sa kanyang bintana. Ibig sabihin ba nito na hindi lang ako ang nagiisa sa bus na ito. Ibig sabihin ba niyo na... Nakita niya rin? Naguguluhan na ako. Gulong gulo na utak ko. Ano ba kailangan kog gawin. Ngayon pa lang nagsisisi na ako. Ayoko na. Hindi ko namalayan na patigil pala kami sa isang gasolinahan para mag pa gas. Siguro stop over narin ito para sa aming lahat. Pinababa na yung iba para dun sa mga gusto munang pumuta sa comfort room. Bumababa muna ang aking katabi na si joanne na kasalungat ko naman. Naghintay lang ako sa loob ng bus. At wala akong gana para bumababa pa. Isa pa. Wala naman pa akong iba pang dapat gawin. Nagpaalama siya st sinubukan niya akong niyaya pero hindi rin nuya naman akong napilit. Alam ko babalik rin naman siya agad sa ilang saglit lamang. Bumababa rin ang aking nanay para bumili ng aming inumin. Hindi ko kaagad na isip na ako nalang pala ang mag isa sa loob. Nakaramdam ako ng panlalamig at hindi kumportableng pakiramdam. Hindi ko na ito pinansin at pinalampas na laman ngunit paulit ulit lag akong niyayakap ng isang napakalamkg na hangin. At hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam kung ano ito. Napayakap na lamang ako sa aking sarili dahil wala rin naman na akong magagwa para dito. Hindi naman ko naman pwedeng paulit ulit ibaon ang sarili ko sa takot. Nag pretensya nalang ako na wala akong ibang naramdaman na masama para wala na ring iba pang kadamay sa mga pangayayaring ito. Ilang minuto lan ang lumipas ay nakabalik na ang lahat. Pumasok na rin ang aming tour guide na punilit makapaglakad at ang aming driver na sa aming tour guide. Nagsiupuan na ang lahat sa kanikanilang upuan. Tumani na muli sa akin si joanne na may dalang mga pagkain na pwede naming kainin ngayon. Nakaupo na rin ang aking nanay, ibinigay niya na rin sa akin ang aking inumin at agad na rin humarap. Binuksan ni joanne ang pagkain at sa ilang sandali ay kumain muna kami. Psgkaupo ng driver sa driver's seat ay agad niyang pinatakbo ang sasakyan ngunit hindi paabante kundi paatras. Dahil hindi kami maaring magkasya sa isang maliit na espasyo. Bakit ganoon? Parang bumalik na sa normal ulit ang lahat pero mabuti naman kung ganoon. Untinunti kami umatras ngunit pagkaupo ng pagkaupo ng lahat ay agad itong bumilis. Nagulat nalang kaming lahat ng may malakas na tunog ang parang bumannga sa amin, nung una hindi namin ito pinansin pero nung pangalawang bese na, ay agag na kamig curious tungkol doon. Parang mayroong isang malaking bato na nakaharang dito. Napatingin nalang kamig lahat sa aming likuran ng biglang may mga malalaks na sigaw ang narinig namin. Agad kaming bumaba at hindi ko nakaya ang aking nakita.. Ss-i scheneil , nabangga, patay na siya, duguan at halatang nasagasaan. Kinalibutan ako at agad tinakpan ang aking mga mata. Hindi ko kaya ang aking mga nakikita. Pinagtinginan kami. At ng iba pang mga tao. Agad dumatin ang isang ambulansya. Dumating na rin ang napakadaming pukisya. Agad pinatong ang patay na katawan ng aming kaklase sa isang higaan at pinasok agad sa ambulansya. Nagimbistiga ang pulis sa oagkamatay ng aming kaklase dahil napakaimposible lahat ng nangyari. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon kailanagan isama ng mga pulis ang aming driver dahil kaialangan daw imbistigigahan siya sa prisinto. Napakalaking problema. Tumawag ang aming guro ng panibagog driver habang naiiyak sa pangyayari. Hindi pa ein ako makapaniwala. Ang mga inosente kong mata ngayon ay nabuksan na. Ilang minuto na ang lumilipas at sa wakas dumating na rin ang aming driver. Agad kaming pinapasok sa loob ng aming bus. Peoblemado pa rin ang lahat sa mga nangyayari pero ibahin niyo si isaac. Walang ekspresyon amg mukha nuya st tila alam niya bawat pangyayari. At ang mga susunod pang mangyayari. Nakakaba na. Siya si isaac, ang pinakamatalik na kaibigan ni jed, mayroon kaming pagkakatulad ngunit hindi sa lahat ng bagay. May bukod tangi kaming pinagkaiba. Ang curiosidad. Hindi ko alam ngunit parang alm niya ang lahat, ni parang wala na siyang dapat imbestigahan pa. Minsan maraming nawiwirduhan sa kanya ngunit wala siyang pakialam sa sasabihin ng iba. Pero ngayon mukhang naiintundihan ko na siya, nakaupo na ang laaht sa loob, may mga luhang namumuo sa mata ng mga kaibigan ng namayapang si scheneil. Ang iba naman ay mas nakakaramdam ng galit sa nangyari. Samantala ako, tulala pa rin at hindi alam ang aking gagawin. Nagulat nalang ako ng bigla ulit tumabai sa akin si joanne. At ng magsalita na ang isa mga guro namin hindi ko kinaya ang kanyang sinabi. Madami ang nag react at nagulat. Madaming gumawa ng mga kilos na hindi dapat nangyayari ngayon. Itutuloy pa rin namin ang aming paglalakbay. Ano? Hindi ko alam kung ano magiging reaksyon pero hanggang ngayon umiikot pa rin sa utak ko ang mga katabang iyon, itutuloy namin ang fieldtrip. At pagkatapos man lang non ay hindi na nila kami inintindi at muli ng umupo. Pinakalma kami nila ng saglit at ipanilawanag ang nangyari ngunit hindi iyon sapat. Madami pang mas lunakas ang

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The Subaru Telescope, an 8.2-meter telescope operated by the National Astronomical Observatory of Japan, has been combing the night sky since 1999. Located at the Mauna Kea Observatories in Hawaii, the telescope has been systematically surveying each degree of space, whether it looks promising or not, in search of objects worthy of further investigation. One of the most fascinating objects to emerge from the Subaru Telescope's wide-field survey—Himiko—was discovered in 2009. Himiko, a "space blob" named after a legendary queen from ancient Japan, is a simply enormous galaxy, with a hot glowing gaseous halo extending over 55,000 light-years.

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Africa, my Africa Africa of proud warriors in ancestral savannahs Africa of whom my grandmother sings On the banks of the distant river I have never known you But your blood flows in my veins Your beautiful black blood that irrigates the fields The blood of your sweat The sweat of your work The work of your slavery Africa, tell me Africa Is this you, this back that is bent This back that breaks Under the weight of humiliation This back trembling with red scars And saying yes to the whip under the midday sun But a grave voice answers me Impetuous child that tree, young and strong That tree over there Splendidly alone amidst white and faded flowers That is your Africa springing up anew Springing up patiently, obstinately Whose fruit bit by bit acquires The bitter taste of liberty.

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Position: Associate Director Philippine Address: Parc Royale Conone of only foreigners living in China honored with carrying the torch during the 2008 Olympics. He bested over 260 foreigners which included CEO’s and ambassadors in the process. In winning the award, Marco united all Filipinos into a positive cause, thus, having a Filipino carry the Olympic torch for the 1st time since the 1964 Tokyo Olympics. As an OFW, he has earned the respect, trust and confidence of his employer, superiors and co-workers. Marco is an effective role model employee. Proof of his competence is his growth from a mere Marketing Manager to Senior Marketing Manger to Business Development manager, then Associate, then Associate Director and now Associate Director-Asia Pacific all in just 5 years. He achieved this because despite having no contacts and no Chinese speaking skills, he strived to better himself. Now, this Filipino is an ambassador to his company’s international clients. Because of Marco’s shining example, companies want to hire more professionals from the Philippines. As a Managing Partner and correspondent of his own lifestyle magazine in Beijing, Metrostyle, Marco has written about the Philippines in countless occasions. Philippine Airlines acknowledges Marco’s contributions cause.

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Mongolia in 1989 was a communist state modeled on Soviet political and government institutions. The government was a oneparty system, presided over by the Mongolian People's Revolutionary Party. The party exercised political supervision and control over a pyramidal structure of representative governmental bodies known as hurals--assemblies of people's deputies (see Glossary; fig. 13). [PDF]

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He is gone up to Bajith, and to Dibon, the high places, to weep: Moab shall howl over Nebo, and over Medeba: on all their heads shall be baldness, and every beard cut off.onkaya
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Siya'y umahon sa Bayith, at sa Dibon, sa mga mataas na dako, upang umiyak: ang Moab ay umaangal sa Nebo, at sa Medeba: lahat nilang ulo ay kalbo, bawa't balbas ay gupit.
Isaiah 15.2

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