Usted buscó: what they will they do their work on? (Inglés - Tagalo)

what they will do
hanggang kelan tayo ganyan

what they do at home
what they do at home

never cared for what they do
hindi alintana ang kanilang sinabi

and they will make sure that they do not get used to the steward
at sisoguraduhin nila na wala kumuha ng mag gamit ng mag residente sa marawi

students demonstrate authentic quality that mirrors what they will do as teachers
ipinakita ng mga mag-aaral ang tunay na kalidad na sumasalamin sa kanilang gagawin bilang mga guro

help each team member with their work when they are away. to target their goals and do their work all day
magpa add po kami ng button sa payment wechat

do not do to others what they do not want to do to you
nag aapply po ko as a factory worker in taiwan

mean that people show what they really think and feel by what they do, rather than by what they say
ibig sabihin ay ipinapakita ng mga tao kung ano talaga ang kanilang iniisip at nararamdaman sa pamamagitan ng kanilang ginagawa, sa halip na sa kung ano ang kanilang sinasabi

the source of their water is what they call busasa, they do not accumulate water because they take direct from source
meron silang drum sa likod ng bahay nila, ginagamit yun pang ipon ng tubig tuwing umuulan at yung tubig na naipon nila ginagamit nila yun pag walang tubig galing sa kanilang source

being an ofw makes them proud because they do their best even in the face of a pandemic so that the family can have a good life.
ang pagiging isang ofw ay sobrang hinahangaan

the best reward for those who ruin you, is the smile they see on your face despite what they do to you
ang pinaka magandang ganti sa mga naninira sayo, ay yung ngiting makikita nila sa mukha mo sa kabila nang mga ginagawa nila sayo

they will never know what they lost because let's me be honest
they will never know what they lost because let 's let me be honest.

and on the second day we still observe everything they do and what they command we follow it as tools and so on and we are also carwash cars.
third day hanggang 5th day maaga kaming pumapasok naabutan pa naming sarado ang aming pianpasukan at kapag bukas na ito kami ay magpapalit at maglilinis ng shop nagwawalis at magaayos ng mga tools at kami na din minsan gumagawa sa ibang gawain nila tulad ng pagpapalit ng gulong at change oil at minsan ay naghehelper sa mekaniko

shinano was governed by a despotic leader who though a warrior, had agreat and cowardly shrinking from anything suggestive of failing health andstrength. this caused him to send out a cruel proclamation. the entireprovince was given strict orders to immediately put to death all agedpeople. those were barbarous days, and the custom of abandoning oldpeople to die was not common. the poor farmer loved his aged mother withtender reverence, and the order filled his heart with sorrow. but no one everthought a second time about obeying the mandate of the governor, so withmany deep hopeless sighs, the youth prepared for what at that time wasconsidered the kindest mode of death. just at sundown, when his day’s work was ended, he took a quantity of unwhitened rice which is principal food for poor, cooked and dried it, andtying it in a square cloth, swung and bundle around his neck along with agourd filled with cool, sweet water. then he lifted his helpless old mother tohis back and stated on his painful journey up the mountain. the road waslong and steep; the narrowed road was crossed and reclosed by many pathsmade by the hunters and woodcutters. in some place, they mingled in aconfused puzzled, but he gave no heed. one path or another, it matterednot. on he went, climbing blindly upward towards the high bare summit of what is know as obatsuyama, the mountain of the “abandoning of aged”. the eyes of the old mother were not so dim but that they noted the recklesshastening from one path to another, and her loving heart grew anxious. herson did not know the mountain’s many paths and his return might be one of danger, so she stretched forth her hand and snapping the twigs frombrushes as they passed, she quietly dropped a handful every few steps of the way so that they climbed, the narrow path behind them was dotted atfrequently intervals with tiny piles of twigs. at last the summit was reached.weary and heart sick, the youth gently released his burden and silentlyprepared a place of comfort as his last duty to the loved one. gatheringfallen pine needle, he made a soft cushion and tenderly lifting his oldmother therein, he wrapped her padded coat more closely about thestooping shoulders and with tearful eyes and an aching heart said farewell. the trembling mother’s voice was full of unselfish love as she gave her lastinjunction. “let not thine eyes be blinded, my son.” she said. “the mountain road is full of dangers. look carefully and follow the path which holds thepiles of twigs. they will guide you to the familiar way farther down”. theson’s surprised eyes looked back over the path, then at the poor old,shriveled hands all scratched and soiled by their work of love. his heartsmote him and bowing to the grounds, he cried aloud: “oh, honorablemother, thy kindness thrusts my heart! i will not leave thee. together wewill follow the path of twigs, and together we will die!”once more he shouldered his burden (how light it seemed no) and hasteneddown the path, through the shadows and the moonlight, to the little hut inthe valley. beneath the kitchen floor was a walled closet for food, which wascovered and hidden from view. there the son his mother, supplying her witheverything needful and continually watching and fearing. time passed, andhe was beginning to feel safe when again the governor sent forth heraldsbearing an unreasonable order, seemingly as a boast of his power. hisdemand was that his subject should present him with a rope of ashes. theentire province trembled with dread. the order must be obeyed yet who inall shinano could make a rope of ashes?one night, in great distress, the son whispered the news to his hiddenmother. “wait!” she said. “i will think. i will think” on the second day shetold him what to do. “make rope twisted straw,” she said. “then stretch itupon a row of flat stones and burn it there on the windless night.” he calledthe people together and did as she said and when the blaze died, beholdupon the stones with every twist and fiber showing perfectly. lay a rope of whitehead ashes. the governor was pleased at the wit of the youth and praised greatly, buthe demanded to know where he had obtained his wisdom. “alas! alas!”cried the farmer, “the truth must be told!” and with deep bows he relatedhis story. the governor listened and then meditated in silence. finally helifted his head, “shinano needs more than strength of youth,” he saidgravely. “ah, that i should have forgotten the well-known saying, “with thecrown of snow, there cometh a wisdom!” that very hour the cruel law wasabolished, and custom drifted into as far a past that only legends remain.
isang mahirap na magsasaka at ang kanyang may edad nang nabalo na ina. nagmamay-ari sila ng kaunting lupa na nagtustos sa kanila ng pagkain at ang kanilang mapagpakumbabang buhay ay mapayapa at masaya.