Vous avez cherché: the boy called juan pusong (Tagalog - Anglais)

a boy called juan pusong story
a boy called rogue juan story

juan pusong kuwento
juan pusong story

kwento ni juan pusong
kwento ni juan pusong

si juan pusong tagalog version
si juan pusong tagalog version

one of the boy
one of the boy

maikling kwento ni juan pusong pictures
short story by juan pusong pictures

what does the boy do
what did the boy do?

the boy had running nose.
the boy had running nose.

i'll watch over the boy
baby setter

what was the boy doing on the hillside
what was the boy doing on the hillside

who's the boy that made me the happiest
my someone who makes me happy

yes love can wait, but i wish that the boy i loved can wait for me. sa loob ng isang taon na ang nakalipas
yess love can wait, but i wish that the boy i loved can wait for me.

how long shall i stay with you? how long shall i put up with you? bring the boy to me.”
how long shall i stay with you? how long shall i put up with you? bring the boy to me.”

“so you’re all set for money then?” the boy named crow asks in his characteristic sluggish voice. the kind of voice that you have when you’ve just woken up and your mouth feels heavy and dull. but he’s just pretending. he’s totally awake. as always. i nod. “how much?” i review the numbers in my head. “close to y400,000 in cash, plus some money i can get from the atm. i know it’s not a lot, but is should be enough. for the time being.” “not bad.” the boy named crow says, “for the time being.” i give him another nod. “i’m guessing this isn’t christmas money from santa claus.” “yeah, you’re right,” i replay. crow smirks and looks around. “i imagine you’ve started out by rifling drawers, am i right?” i don’t say anything. he knows whose money we’re talking about, so theirs is no need for any long-winded interrogations. he’s just giving me a hard time. “no matter,” crow says. “you really need this money and you’re going to get it– beg, borrow or steal. it’s your father’s money, so who cares, right? get your hands on thatmuchandyoushouldbe able tomake it. forthe time being.but what’s the plan after it’s all gone? money isn’t like mushrooms in a forest- it doesn’t just pop up on its own, you know. you’ll need to eat, a place to sleep. one day you’re going to run out.” “i’ll think about that when the time comes,” i say. “when the time comes,” crow repeats, as if weighing these words in his hand. i nod. “like by getting a job or something?” “maybe,” i say. crow shakes his head. “you know you’ve got a lot to learn about the world. listen- what kind of job could a 15-year-old kid get in some far-off place he’s never been to before? you haven’t even finished junior high. who do you think’s going to hire you?” i blush a little. it doesn’t take much to make me blush. “forget it,” he says. “you’re just starting out and shouldn’t lay all this depressing stuff on you. you’ve already decided what you’re going to do and all that’s left is to set the wheels in motion. i mean, it’s your life. basically, you have to go with what you think is right.” that’s right. when all is said and done, it is my life. “i’ll tell you one thing, though. you’re going to have to get a lot tougher if you want to make it.” “i’m trying my best,” i say. “i’m sure you are,” crows says. “these last few years you’ve grown a whole lot stronger. i’ve got to hand it to you.” i nod again. “but let’s face it- you’re only 15,” crow goes on. “your life’s just begun and there’s a ton of things out in the world you’ve never laid eyes on. things you never could imagine.”
“so you’re all set for money then?” the boy named crow asks in his characteristic sluggish voice. the kind of voice that you have when you’ve just woken up and your mouth feels heavy and dull. but he’s just pretending. he’s totally awake. as always. i nod. “how much?” i review the numbers in my head. “close to y400,000 in cash, plus some money i can get from the atm. i know it’s not a lot, but is should be enough. for the time being.” “not bad.” the boy named crow sa