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crushed like fishbone in the traffuc of circadian
natahimik sa katahimikan, ang iyong pangang

green light in the traffic sign means
ibig sabihin ng berdeng ilaw sa palatandaan ng trapiko

when living our mindst.mamang,, name that kept you bound.to cradle,washtub,sink and stove.till your back bent and all your singing.cake into silence sing in your dreaming crushed like fishbone in the traffic of daily need
when living our mindst.mamang,, name that kept you bound.to cradle, washtub, sink and stove.till your back bent and all your singing.cake into silence sing in your dreaming crushed like fishbone in the traffic of daily need

how does one's fitness play a significant role in the challenges of daily living?
paano ang isang fitness ay may mahalagang papel sa mga hamon ng pang-araw-araw na pamumuhay?

not getting caught in the traffic jam of españa avenue on a weekday at 2 p.m. is a daunting task.
ang hindi pagka-ipit sa buhul buhul na trapiko sa lansangan ng espana alas 2:00 ng hapon sa isang araw ay isang napakalaking gawain.

with regard to self reported limitations in the activities of daily living, marital status had no impact for either men or women.
tungkol sa mga naiulat na limitasyon sa sarili sa mga aktibidad ng pang - araw - araw na pamumuhay, ang katayuan sa pag - aasawa ay walang epekto para sa alinman sa mga kalalakihan o kababaihan.

if a body or body is my important role in the challenges of daily living and we need to take care of our body so that we do not get sick and to strengthen our body or our body and we eat healthy vegetables and protein
pag ang isang pangangatawan o katawan ay my mahalagang papel sa hamon ng pang araw araw na panumuhay at kailangan natin alagaan ag ating katawan para hnd tayu magkasakit at para lumakas ag atin pangangatawan o katawan natin at kumain tayu ng masustansyang gulay at protas

i look at her and have to smile, as we go driving for a while, her hair blowing in the open window of my car and as we go the traffic lights watch them glimmer in her eyes in the darkness of the evening.
ako ay tumingin sa kanya at kung ngumiti, bilang namin pumunta sa pagmamaneho para sa isang habang, ang kanyang buhok pamumulaklak sa bukas na bintana ng aking kotse at bilang namin pumunta sa mga ilaw ng trapiko panoorin ang mga ito kislap sa kanyang mga mata sa kadiliman ng gabi.

is a professor who contributed to engineering research in the philippines. sigua, a professor at the institute of civil engineering in the university of the philippines, diliman, wrote a book called the fundamentals of traffic engineering due to the scarcity of textbooks on the traffic engineering relevant to the philippine context. his book covers topics such as
si dr. ricardo sigua, direktor ng up institute of civil engineering, ay kinilala bilang isa sa mga tagapagtaguyod at motivator ng mga komunidad na “walkable and bikeable” sa buong bansa sa 2016 bayanihan sa daan awards, na ginanap sa palasyo ng malacañang noong enero 29, 2016 . siya ay kinilala para sa kanyang "pangitain at patuloy na pagsisikap na baguhin ang mga pag-iisip tungo sa isang maayos, maayos, at napapanatiling transportasyon at kadaliang kumilos sa pamamagitan ng pagpapatupad ng path breaking na prinsipyo ng pagbabahagi ng kalsada sa ac

the young fox in the manor area on a vacant lot near the squatters area. there is only one old man in his life because his family has left him because he has no job and he cannot provide for his family's daily needs. so the family decided to leave him because they had nothing to eat. so since then the old man is saddened by the loss of his family and misses the loss of one of his children
ang batang palaboy sa lugar ng manila sa may bakanteng lote malapit sa squatters area. may isang matandang mag isa na lang sa buhay dahil iniwan siya ng kanyang pamilya dahil sa wala itong kampanting trabaho at hindi niya maibigay ang sapat na pangangailangan ng kanyang pamilya sa pang araw araw. kaya nag desisyon ang pamilya ng matanda na iwan siya dahil sa wala na silang makain. kaya simula noon nalungkot ang matanda sa pagkawala ng kanyang pamilya at miss na miss niya na ang isa niyang anak n

not by your old name i address you, no, not by the one you went by when living in the midst, mamang, name that kept you bound to cradle, washtub, sink stove and still your back bent and all your singing caked into silence, your dreaming crushed like fishbones in the traffic of daily need. your own name, then. amina. cold letters etched on stone in ormoc's graveyard hill, the syllables gliding still all music and glod upon the tongue of memory. amina. back here, no news you'd like to hear, or that you wouldn't know: one day at noon, in a year of war and famine, of volcanoes bursting and earthquakes shaking the ground we stood on, floodwaters broke the mountains. our city drowned in an hour's rampage. but you've gone ahead to this hill earlier, three years, you weren't there to witness what we had to do among the leavings of the water, mud, rubble, debris, countless bodies littering the streets-- your husband among them, a son, his wife, their children--how in a panic, we pried and scraped and shoveled from the ooze what had once been beloved, crammed them coffinless without ritual without tears into the maw of earth beside you up on that hill. amina, what have the angels to say of that gross outrage? you must know i keep my own name, times, i feel myself free to chosse the words of my singing, though in my own woman's voice, cracked with too much laughter, or anger, or tears, who's to listen, i don't know, admitting as i do no traffics with angels. i htink of your beauty fading and this, what's left for a daughter to touch-- your namestone mute among the grass greensinging, your name i raise to the wind like a prayer. if you hear it among the lift and fall of angel wings, oh please send word somehow. please let me know, have they given you back your voice?safe among the angels, what can a woman sing?
ormoc, tatlong taon pagkatapos ng baha hindi sa iyong lumang pangalan na hinarap ko sa iyo, hindi, hindi ng dumaan ka nang nakatira sa gitna namin