Results for she have finished translation from English to Tagalog

i have finished studying
nakatapos na ako mag aral

i have finished my homework.
nakita ko

she have a baby
may anak siya

i have finished answering this module
tapos ko na pong sagutang ang module na ito sa nakaraang quarter

because she have work
ako ay nagtrabaho

does she have short hair
siya ay may isang maikling buhok

does she have a child?
my boyfriend kaba ngayon??

after all what she have done
pagkatapos ng lahat ng aming ginawa

yes i have finished eating the food is so sweet
oo tapos na akong kumain ng napaka-sweet ng pagkain

what could she have done differently
ano ang nagawang mabuti ni jade

nevermind kim ...atleast she have a lot of money...
di bale si kim ...mapera yun..

hello ma'am i just have a question because i have finished counting if you have a chance to raise my wages
hello madam may tanong lang ako kasi tapos na kuntrata ko kung may posibildad ba ninyo ako taasan ng sahod

she told them that she will pay them when she have enough money, but they all refuse.
sinabi niya sa kanila na babayaran niya sila kapag mayroon siyang sapat na pera, ngunit lahat sila ay tumanggi.

can u ask if tita gina can put a second hand fridge in the house maybe she have one already
can u ask if tita gina can put a second hand fridge in the house maybe she have one already

what i mean? i can get help to madam tory if she have a friend there in canada my co. filipino
ang ibig kong sabihin? makakakuha ako ng tulong kay madam tory kung mayroon siyang kaibigan doon sa canada na co ko. filipino

don't compare yourself to other person for the reason he/she have achieving their goal the true dreamer never compare herself to others because you have the right decision to pursue your dreams the right path way
huwag ihambing ang iyong sarili sa ibang tao para sa kadahilanang nakamit niya ang kanilang layunin ang totoong nangangarap na hindi kailanman ihambing ang kanyang sarili sa iba dahil mayroon kang tamang desisyon na ituloy ang iyong mga pangarap sa tamang landas

let's bow our heads and place yourselves dear heavenly father we thank you for gathering all of us a day in important event may you be stole your guidance and blessings on this event so that we can enjoy and appreciate its significance in our lives bless everyone present here today that each one of us may be able to share what he or she have for your glory and honor grant good health and safety to our loved ones life at home and peace and goodwill to all men may the various activities re
yumukod tayo at ilagay ang inyong mga sarili mahal na ama sa langit nagpapasalamat kami sa iyo para sa pagtitipon ng lahat sa amin sa isang araw sa mahalagang kaganapan ay maaaring ikaw nakaagaw ng iyong patnubay at pagpapala sa kaganapang ito upang maaari naming tamasahin at pinahahalagahan ang kahalagahan nito sa ating buhay pagpalain ang lahat ng naroroon dito ngayon na ang bawat isa sa atin ay maaaring maibahagi kung ano siya ay may para sa iyong kaluwalhatian at karangalan bigyan ng mabuting kalusugan at kaligtasan sa aming mga mahal sa buhay buhay buhay sa bahay at kapayapaan at mabuting kalooban sa lahat ng tao ay maaaring ang iba 't ibang mga gawain

many artists lived in the greenwich village area of new york. two young women named sue and johnsy shared a studio apartment at the top of a three-story building. johnsy's real name was joanna. in november, a cold, unseen stranger came to visit the city. this disease, pneumonia, killed many people. johnsy lay on her bed, hardly moving. she looked through the small window. she could see the side of the brick house next to her building. one morning, a doctor examined johnsy and took her temperature. then he spoke with sue in another room. "she has one chance in -- let us say ten," he said. "and that chance is for her to want to live. your friend has made up her mind that she is not going to get well. has she anything on her mind?" "she -- she wanted to paint the bay of naples in italy some day," said sue. "paint?" said the doctor. "bosh! has she anything on her mind worth thinking twice -- a man for example?" "a man?" said sue. "is a man worth -- but, no, doctor; there is nothing of the kind." "i will do all that science can do," said the doctor. "but whenever my patient begins to count the carriages at her funeral, i take away fifty percent from the curative power of medicines." after the doctor had gone, sue went into the workroom and cried. then she went to johnsy's room with her drawing board, whistling ragtime. johnsy lay with her face toward the window. sue stopped whistling, thinking she was asleep. she began making a pen and ink drawing for a story in a magazine. young artists must work their way to "art" by making pictures for magazine stories. sue heard a low sound, several times repeated. she went quickly to the bedside. johnsy's eyes were open wide. she was looking out the window and counting -- counting backward. "twelve," she said, and a little later "eleven"; and then "ten" and "nine;" and then "eight" and "seven," almost together. sue looked out the window. what was there to count? there was only an empty yard and the blank side of the house seven meters away. an old ivy vine, going bad at the roots, climbed half way up the wall. the cold breath of autumn had stricken leaves from the plant until its branches, almost bare, hung on the bricks. "what is it, dear?" asked sue. "six," said johnsy, quietly. "they're falling faster now. three days ago there were almost a hundred. it made my head hurt to count them. but now it's easy. there goes another one. there are only five left now." "five what, dear?" asked sue. "leaves. on the plant. when the last one falls i must go, too. i've known that for three days. didn't the doctor tell you?" "oh, i never heard of such a thing," said sue. "what have old ivy leaves to do with your getting well? and you used to love that vine. don't be silly. why, the doctor told me this morning that your chances for getting well real soon were -- let's see exactly what he said – he said the chances were ten to one! try to eat some soup now. and, let me go back to my drawing, so i can sell it to the magazine and buy food and wine for us." "you needn't get any more wine," said johnsy, keeping her eyes fixed out the window. "there goes another one. no, i don't want any soup. that leaves just four. i want to see the last one fall before it gets dark. then i'll go, too." "johnsy, dear," said sue, "will you promise me to keep your eyes closed, and not look out the window until i am done working? i must hand those drawings in by tomorrow." "tell me as soon as you have finished," said johnsy, closing her eyes and lying white and still as a fallen statue. "i want to see the last one fall. i'm tired of waiting. i'm tired of thinking. i want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves."
c / ang huling dahon ng o henry