Well, I’ll be missing my country. It’s a sad fact of life: Change is the only thing constant in this world.
I’ve been thinking. How will I be able to cope with my new life? Financial, social, emotional, studies, etc. A lot of problems may arise. A lot of things will change. Will I, as a person, as a naturally-born Filipino, change?
I am proud of what I am now. I am proud of everything and everyone around me. I am proud that I grew up in the land where majority of the people are either minimum wage earners or earn nothing at all.
The only thing I am not proud of is when I hear the muffled cries of the so-called “small people”. What was once a democratic country where even the song of an infant is heard by the people in the position, has turned into a country of thieves, gangsters, and leader-wannabes.
I hope my post is not becoming too political. I just want people to know what I think and feel…
(to be continued…)
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