Life has no certainty. Yet we build our dreams as though we are here to stay forever. That was the first thought that came to my mind after watching A Beautiful Nightmare, a Netflix movie starring Kim Molina and Gerard Napoles.

It’s PTA meeting season again—a reminder that parents are partners in their children’s education. In our family, I have always been the one to attend these meetings despite my busy schedule.

That day, I had just finished leading a lively Nutrition Month celebration, followed by a PTA meeting and a teachers’ meeting in my own school, before heading to Iloilo National High School for my daughter’s classroom meeting. By 2:00 PM, I was completely drained. After washing my face to freshen up, I drove the 42 kilometers from Miagao.

The school discussed the policies, expectations, and safety measures for the coming school year. Then, as expected, came the election.

I was elected Vice President. Sitting in my seat, I couldn’t help but grin because, honestly, I wasn’t sure whether it had been an election or an appointment. It was my first time receiving only two votes yet automatically becoming Vice President as the second-highest vote-getter. It was also the first time candidates were not formally introduced before the voting—a practice that usually allows parents to know who is willing and capable of serving.

Serving as a PTA officer is nothing new to me. Through the years, I have accepted leadership roles in the schools where my children studied. For the past two years, I served as President of the Special Program for Business and Entrepreneurship at INHS because I believe parents should not simply witness their children’s education from the sidelines—they should help shape it.

On the way to school, I found myself asking, “Do you really want another position after declining one last year? What if you end up becoming President?” I simply smiled and whispered, “Bahala na si God.” Perhaps this was His answer.

Maybe I wasn’t meant to become President because He knew exactly how much I was already carrying. Sometimes, I barely have enough time to sit down before moving on to the next responsibility.

One statement from the meeting stayed with me. Several parents casually said, “I’m busy.” It made me wonder whether “busy” has become our default response whenever opportunities to participate arise. Have we become too occupied to remain part of the community that helps shape our children’s second home?

Every time I hear that word, I feel a little saddened. We work tirelessly to provide our children with a good education, yet sometimes we unintentionally distance ourselves from the very journey we hope they will succeed in. Our presence matters just as much as our provision.

When someone asked whether I lived in the city and if I could be available whenever needed, I answered without hesitation, “I’m willing to drive anytime.” My response wasn’t about proving anything—it was simply my way of saying, I can help.

So yes, I am grateful to serve as Vice President, even if it means squeezing one more responsibility into an already full schedule. It reminded me of Kim Molina’s character in A Beautiful Nightmare, desperately asking God for more time because so many people depended on her. That scene made me reflect: if tomorrow were uncertain, would I be spending today where I matter most?

For me, the answer is clear.

I exist first for my children. If I can devote myself to serving hundreds of students across our twelve educational centers, then I should always find time for my own daughter.

To me, being “busy” should never become an excuse. I will gladly set aside my work whenever my child needs me because being present is one of the greatest responsibilities—and privileges—of parenthood.

After all, if not for our children, then for whom are all our hard work, our sacrifices, and most especially, our time truly meant?

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However, despite these visible contributions, a significant number of people—especially those in the field of art, where years of intensive training and professional practice have been devoted to personal expression, passion, and creativity—continue to debate the use of AI. Some artists express concern that the rise of AI-generated art may diminish the recognition of the skill, effort, and expertise required to create artwork by hand. Critics also point out that AI image generators are trained on vast collections of existing artworks and can produce designs that closely resemble the styles of human artists, raising important questions about originality, creativity, and intellectual property rights.

Experts view the ethical use of AI as treating it as a creative aid rather than a substitute for human artistry. They encourage users to avoid directly imitating existing artists and to ensure originality while respecting copyright in AI-generated works.

As an entrepreneur and a mother who constantly juggles multiple responsibilities, balancing my time while maintaining the same level of dedication to everything I do is extremely important. Before these applications existed, I had to design every advertising material myself or hire a team to do it. Today, AI allows me to save both time and money. More importantly, I can create and publish multiple publicity materials within minutes. For me, choosing efficiency is choosing an opportunity to focus on other responsibilities that matter just as much.

On the other hand, I paint. I enjoy loose watercolor and mural painting. Finishing a piece of artwork gives me a unique sense of fulfillment. I create art for its own sake—for the joy of expressing myself. It helps me unwind after a long day and brings me genuine peace.

AI, on the other hand, serves a different purpose in my life. I use it for practical reasons—for business, work, and earning a living. It helps me save time, support my family, and even extend help to others.

I believe these realities demonstrate that traditional art and AI can coexist without diminishing one another.

AI can never replace a truly remarkable work of art. To me, that is beyond debate. However, appreciating professional and creative artistry does not justify condemning AI when reality has shown that time passes in the blink of an eye. If technology allows us to work more efficiently while preserving our appreciation for authentic human creativity, then perhaps the question is not whether AI and art can coexist—but whether we are willing to embrace both responsibly.

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At first, I could not think of a specific answer, so I simply listened. Then came a very simple explanation: “You were hired because the government invests in children; for they will lead Japan in the years to come.”

Children—who they are and who they will become—are among the strongest determinants of a nation’s future. Educating them is considered one of society’s greatest responsibilities, as it contributes not only to economic development but also to the overall progress and success of future generations.

Thus, parents are obliged to uphold their children’s rights—not only their basic needs but also their right to quality education and the opportunity to become productive professionals. Likewise, the government, through its education system, exists to create programs and policies that nurture and empower children.

It is June once again, and in the Philippines, this marks the beginning of another school year. Some parents are excited yet anxious as they send their children to school for the first time. Others are more relaxed and confident, trusting that their children can attend school independently, depending on their age and grade level.

For teachers and school administrators, however, preparation never truly ends. As a school directress, I have witnessed how planning for the next academic year begins almost immediately after the previous one ends. We apply lessons learned from past experiences and continuously innovate our curriculum to improve both academic performance and character formation. We also ensure that facilities are maintained, worn-out equipment is fixed or replaced, and new resources are introduced—from recreational spaces to technology that supports modern learning.

Education, when viewed closely, is not merely about reading and writing or mastering mathematics and science. It involves countless factors that shape children according to their unique personalities and circumstances. It has become increasingly complex, especially with growing concerns about mental health and the recognition that every child is different—formed by a combination of genetics, culture, and upbringing.

As educators, we strive to address these individual learning needs. We seek to understand how children learn best, how they retain information effectively, and how they respond positively to various approaches to character development.

These goals are somewhat more attainable in private schools with smaller class sizes, like the school I lead, despite limited resources and reliance solely on tuition and miscellaneous fees from our partners. In public schools, however, many teachers face greater challenges. Regardless of their expertise or dedication, guiding students toward the right path becomes more difficult because of the diversity and sheer number of learners they handle.

Consequently, schools and teachers are often pulled in many directions. Beyond academic instruction, they are expected to provide feeding programs to improve health, remedial classes to address literacy gaps, counseling services to support mental health, and innovative teaching methods to keep learners engaged. In many ways, educators find themselves balancing professional responsibilities with roles traditionally expected of parents.

So, as we prepare children for an unpredictable future—one shaped by rapid technological change, evolving societies, and even unforeseen challenges such as emerging diseases—the question remains: What should educational institutions value most and devote their greatest efforts to?

For me, the answer is simple.

The world needs good people.

That is what matters most.

Amid all the demands and complexities of education, every graduate should become one.

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Still on the plane from Da Nang, with a six-hour layover in Manila before heading to Iloilo, I find myself reflecting on our five-day family vacation.

Traveling abroad during school breaks has become an annual tradition for us. Earlier this summer, I spent five days in Palawan with my teachers at Juku Academy for a wellness retreat, followed by a three-day getaway in Boracay with my restaurant staff. The first half of 2026 has certainly been filled with travels—.

I first visited Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon) about eight years ago, but this was my first time in Da Nang. We spent a night at the Mercure Hotel, the only accommodation within Ba Na Hills, inside the French Village, before heading to Hoi An for the coconut boating, lantern river tour, and an evening of drinks by the river. The riverside district is vibrant and lively, making it one of the best places to enjoy local performances and nightlife.

Our family has always preferred independent travels. We enjoy creating our own itineraries and setting a pace that balances exploration with rest, especially when it comes to meals. Although we have visited many countries, we have never joined an organized group tour

Every trip, whether local or international, leaves a unique impression for us. However, if you are planning to visit Da Nang or Hoi-an, I have one important recommendation: learn ahead about the activities you intend to do and compare prices before making any booking

Why Because, in our experience, some tourist-oriented businesses take advantage of visitors through inflated rates

For example, the staff at Ba Na Hills arranged transportation for us and suggested that we try coconut boating and have lunch before proceeding to our hotel. Upon arrival, an English-speaking agent offered us the basket boat ride for 250,000 VND per person, roughly equivalent to ₱675. Later, I discovered that the same activity was available on Klook for around ₱260. My husband had already paid before I had the chance to compare prices. I was surprised that a 20-minute basket boat ride could cost more than twice the online rate.

Transportation was another eye-opener. While many drivers offered private transport services, we found that booking through Grab was always more affordable.

One evening, a driver approached us before we could book a Grab and offered to match the app’s rate. We agreed. However, when it was time to return our change of 40,000 VND, he handed my husband only 4,000 VND. Whether intentional or not, it felt as though he was taking advantage of the confusion caused by the large denominations in Vietnamese currency.

I immediately pointed it out. “It’s only 4,000,” I said.

On another occasion, I bought a bánh mì worth 50,000 VND and paid with a 500,000 VND bill. The attendant failed to return my change. Since I had just withdrawn the money from an ATM, I was certain of the denomination I had handed over. When I reminded her, she apologized for the “confusion.” Had I not spoken up, I would have paid approximately ₱1,350 for a sandwich worth only about ₱135.

Experience like these were disappointing.

I understand that mistakes happen. However, when similar incidents occur repeatedly, it becomes difficult not to question whether tourists are sometimes being taken advantage of. My advice is simple: pay close attention to the zeros. Remember, in Vietnam, you are a “millionaire” after the currency exchange, so it is equally easy to lose track of your money if you are not careful.

To be fair, these encounters did not define our entire trip. We also met some honest and genuinely kind people. In fact, one Grab driver even gave us a discount and jokingly said, “I’m not mafia. Just give me five stars, okay?

”Moments like those reminded us that integrity and hospitality still outweigh the negative experiences.

Now for the bigger question: Would I recommend Da Nang and Hoi An, or are they simply overhyped?

Da Nang? Absolutely.

The city is worth every peso. Its pristine coastline, various international restaurants around the area, relaxing surroundings, and thoughtfully developed attractions make it a rewarding destination. Although many of its tourist sites are man-made designed to boost tourism, they remain inspiring, enjoyable, and well worth visiting.

Hoi An is a more nuanced answer. The town is undeniably beautiful, rich in culture, and full of character. However, our experiences with overpricing and questionable business practices somewhat diminished its appeal.

Would I visit Vietnam again?

Certainly.

My earlier visit to Saigon felt more authentic and less commercialized, and I would still love to explore Sapa and Hanoi in the future. After that, we will see where the journey leads.

One thing is certain: when we return, we will do so as wiser and more informed travelers.IMT

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I have been in the teaching vocation for almost all my life. In 2003, I was a part of one of the biggest language centers in Iloilo City when teaching Koreans was at its peak . Until now, I am still engaged in education as a school directress— this time of my own school/s since 2019. I am a journalist by profession and the only thing that would make me a legal practicing teacher is the license. So, I enrolled for a teaching certificate and took the board. When the LEPT result was released in December last year, I never doubted myself to pass. In fact, I was hoping for the top 10, despite just doing SELF-REVIEW. I first searched for my name on the list. But then, for some reason, I fell short on a few points. Although, I got a considerably high rate overall. I wasn’t able to reach my expected rate in General Education probably due to erasures (as for my estimate I should’ve gotten somewhere 90 or higher) and got only 80+ rate in Professional Education because I was very complacent that it is the easiest of all, as most of what I have reviewed on, with the resources online, were too logical & situational, and I usually had 2-3 mistakes only in most drills.

Then, something knocked, “WHAT IF I JOINED A REVIEW CENTER?” What if I took the traditional way to achieve that specific goal —which was not just to PASS? Things could’ve turned to my favor— and probably, I could have performed better than just doing things on my own.

So, yes, REVIEW CENTERS matter and they exist to SUPPORT— to make sure that ONE GETS A POSITIVE RESULT, either the goal is to PASS or to TOP because you can neither retake the board nor change your fate to improve your rate once you passed. So, to avoid the WHAT IFs, it is always fair you acquire the much needed learning and exam strategies from the best review center/s—given the chance to get the guidance, especially when you are on the most ideal direction. At review centers, not only will you learn projections, but you will also acquire the skills helpful in facing crucial or confusing aspects.

Carlo E. Balita, founder of a recognized review center in the Philippines—is right after all, that “YOU DON’T NEED TO IMPRESS ANYONE.”

Who CARES about what others think? Bitterness of others’ success is actually one of the hardest to beat, it stains deep inside a person.

Isn’t it that teachers exist to make learning effective, and to sharpen the mind of students? So as, REVIEW CENTERS exist to produce the BEST of the CROP.

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In traditional homes, moms are expected to wake up early, cook for the family whose spouse prepares for work and children go to school. A nanay is somebody who would nurture her kids with care from infancy or even until adulthood. But, this woman I know was not really given the opportunity to raise hers in a healthy home. She lost her husband while pregnant with her seventh. She had to go abroad to make a living and somehow send support to her children who were all studying, although along the way she lost her direction, young as she became a widow, that she forgot what priorities actually are, because she didn’t even grow in a pure Filipino environment and had no concrete experience of a real mother care.

We thought she became astray because she didn’t even bother to check on her children under the custody of their grandmother. With her absence as they grew, her children at first felt forsaken, unwanted and unloved. They really could not understand how a mother couldn’t feel an ounce of devotion for the people she once carried for 9 months. But then, confused as her children have been, they did not judge or hate her. Deep inside, they could still recall a woman who was really good at cooking “Dinuguan & adobo.”

As the children had the chance to stay under her roof in Japan after years of separation, she would prepare special dishes for them, or would bring home meals late night from work. She would spoil them with whatever she had and wouldn’t even speak any ill. All that you could hear from her are praises of her children and of how proud she has been as a mother.

Then one day, she got really sick. She developed a chronic kidney disease, and had episodes of cardiac attacks. Her children argued  a lot of the most necessary steps and decisions, but agreed on one thing— to give her the best healthcare. She is without a doubt blessed because at the end of the day, the children have chosen to accept and embrace her traits and uniqueness unconditionally, raised with learnings from a granny that a family—no matter how imperfect, no matter how hurt, should protect  and care for each other, because things happen with a purpose. She knew first hand, that her children would surely grow well-educated and have a better future under their paternal grandmother.

Then there’s this child who also tried to fight by her side during her life battle and knew that she would likewise give all her might so the mother would live. However, she hid away and turned her back in the most crucial moment, for her heart couldn’t handle to watch a mother tucked with a life support tube to sustain her lungs in an intensive care unit, as death is her greatest fear. She trusted her Mom would be in good hands with her other siblings who have been monitoring her and taking care of her. Then came that feeling the child was so embarrassed and didn’t know how to reconnect and explain why she assured to be there for her at first but without any sign disappeared, when most needed.

That unique child— is me.

Now, I understand why my Mom did what she did. My heart is as weak as the one who gave me life, when the people we love are the subject. However, as wise as she was that we will all turn out as fine adults with our Lola, I was also as confident, my siblings would give their best shots for her, as I keep on praying for her continuous recovery and getting updates from a far.

In fact, our Mama has given birth to women with wonderful families— the type of moms who would hope to live longer, just so their children could grow with support and protection by their side.

Motherhood is complicated when pictured in totally different situations and most people are too quick to judge in a negative manner because of the so called standards and culture.

But, LOVE- expressed in multitude ways is subjective. So does — how we have known our Mom. She is her own person, as her circumstances in life. And this Mother’s month, she deserves to know that she is beautiful, special, valued and appreciated, her children would breakdown losing her. God knows.

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Naturally as parents, as early as age zero for others or for us, personally, we have clear plans ahead preparing our children in college. We live in Miagao, 42 km. away from the city of Iloilo. While working abroad, my eldest son was in elementary then, I have intricately jotted down the pros and cons of whether to choose a house and lot or a condominium for my children, as they practically need a place to stay in the city when they step in high school or college, and I also wanted them to feel they live in our own home and not renting others’ property. The sense of security and warmth of being in your own dwelling, is important for us as our children continue their school, which they have to spend time for more than ten years, high school and college combined, as my younger child plans to take medicine. Renting for me is burdensome and a waste of money, thus, we finally opted to acquire a condominium unit for the many benefits it could offer.

It was in 2019, SMDC STYLE was on pre-selling, my son was in junior high school then, when we made our first payment for the equity of our major investment in the city, just like a trust fund for our children’s future living convenience, confident that a catastrophe is far from reality. We have chosen SMDC Style, primarily for its location as it is just at the back of the mall, and for its future value once we don’t see the need to use it after our children’s education. The estimated turn over date is May 2023. We understand the delay due to the pandemic, that we temporarily rented an apartment while waiting for the turn over. However, we were informed multiple times of different turn-over dates each year 2023, 2024, 2025 and the latest according to the management as per their engineering team, is January 2026. The date has arrived and as usual, we were eager to move the kids to their own place and stop the spending on rent, but just recently, they moved it again to October 2026, like their delays have caused us hundreds of thousand pesos on temporary rental and time wasted, the most unfortunate– long-term life plans ruined or in chaos as we have trusted the words and commitment of a giant and established company- SM Prime Holdings, INC,. as many perceived known for its excellence in integrated property business—but has been in series of chaos expressed through multiple clienteles’ complaints on substandard construction and turn over delays.

Imagine, the almost finished University of Manila beside the mall, and three of the public markets in Iloilo City, which used to be plans, even during the active selling years of SMDC Style. NEW MALLS NOW COMPLETED FAST PACED! But the STYLE CLIENTS— who have been paying for the units since 2019—still waiting for the turn over until 2026 or maybe counting? And then there’s SMDC Glade Residences in Balago, Jaro, again? That quick?! When they couldn’t even fully finish the LONG OVER DUE SMDC STYLE since 2019? Wow! SM PRIME HOLDINGS, INC., has been failing their clients over and over again, thus composes the over 7,000 members of dissatisfied clients group on facebook. Yet, never listened to!

Are condominium clients really valued? The years of delay have proven our worth. The implied crippled or focus-biased engineering and the deaf customer service teams combined are like ghosts—hunting us in our sleep. May our distressed voice hit your conscience hard, as we—your clients, represent your failed commitments, because every peso we pay to your company comes from our sweat, time and hardships, supposedly intended for the realization of our plans and dreams for our family members—devalued like scrap by SM PRIME HOLDINGS, INC.

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For when no natives could selflessly stand heroic, answering the buried concerns of the people, why do we keep on scrutinizing those who pay attention? Why should we settle for less? Enough said.

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This school year, the program commences June 9, Monday. As the PTA President of Iloilo National High School, Special Program for Business and Entrepreneurship, I coordinated with one of our head teachers to make sure the schedule and activities are well aligned or organized and hopefully will be effective, by relaying down information to class officers. I cleared my schedule, booked a hotel overnight, just so I could avoid being late for this activity because the target was to prepare the Science Centrum or now called the SPBE building—to at least be decent for the students, cobwebs removed and dusts sitting everywhere wiped out. The said structure used to be an observatory on purpose, and not really that suitable for classrooms because the air ventilation is somewhat challenging that the school has taken its initiative to have it renovated through the LGU. Despite its current condition, the SPBE learners are still on the brighter situation as the space’ conversion into classrooms has been a tool in implementing the classes to on-campus from the origin online modality.

INHS is a huge public school, in fact, one of the biggest in the Visayas or even the Philippines with around 6,000-8,000 students yearly and with the most special programs, designed for the talented, the skilled, and the geniuses, that any parent must understand the responsibilities of the school heads’ are quite tough, one can’t elaborate. Thus, I believe a little help from the parents considered as partners and stakeholder can move mountains,  especially when it comes from one’s own will to create a positive change.

However, despite the advocacy or the enlightenment of the volunteer parents, the call was not entirely heard or felt that I observed, far from 20% of the parents in the entire school attended or felt it as necessary. There’s really something missing in the Philippine government education system, especially in subsidizing “able’ families who can even send their kids to private schools, but rather avoid spending a penny. Thus, sending their babies instead in prominent public schools for association and benefits, yet, show less care in doing their parental duties of collaborating or cooperating with the school in the education growth of their children, thinking that once their children stepped in the campus, the education institution is to be fully blamed for facilities or efforts lacking.

It seems that parenting these days are directing into a slum. I mean, when we say “volunteer’ or “non-mandatory,’ most would never give a damn care at all. Like, “Why should we be there? Why should we contribute? We still have more things needing attention!”

What is more important than making sure that your children’s second home is mosquitoes-free or dust-free or wouldn’t cause “asthma’ that might harm the dearest, most loved kid?” What is more ideal than a safe and comfortable space for learning?

Being responsible head of the family probably focuses more at home for many, rather than being involved in their children’s daily life outside of it. Let me remind you that “Education is two-way!” School helps the children, parents help the school more, and that should be very clear and doesn’t even need a reminder. Instead, why not ask, “What can we do (to help) for our children?’

In that case, what kind of community do we expect 10 or 20 years from today, when the parents, children model don’t even know what “Bayanihan” means. Well, volunteerism could be dead for the entitled.

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Mid April my family went to Siquijor, and it’s our first time to be able to visit that Island. We used to spend summer together on a long road drive to different islands in the country. This year, only with our daughter as my son’s classes are still on going, so we tagged along a very close family friend, Godfather of our son, to make the activities more fun.

“ Siquijor is overrated! “ as my daughter of fourteen years old described. She has been in and out of the country multiple times, and being able to live just four to five hours away from Boracay Island, she was not impressed nor fascinated at all about Siquijor, especially that it was very challenging to get a spot on a ship to cross our Toyota hi-ace van, via RORO, that we had to stay overnight in Dumagute. Good thing for us, we had the chance to see the thermal mountain, refresh at Pulang Bato Resort which has three magnificent falls and enjoyed a fine dine at Sans Rival Bistro, maker of the famous pastry Silvanas.

Reaching the mystical island, I was taken aback why there are too many foreign tourists in Siquijor, as much as or more than Boracay actually has, and that they look very comfortable and at peace in the Island, riding on scooters, sand bathing even in the middle of foot-walks, or that why Anne Curtis frequents it according to locals.

More than the majestic falls, which naturally spring wherever you set your foot on, or the white beaches, and the lively nights, the locals are nowhere comparable for me. The people of siquijor are like gems more valuable than the Island itself, they reminded me of how helpful Japanese are. They possess smiling welcoming faces and extending arms, like every tourist is a huge blessing! Siquijor beaches aren’t as developed as Boracay or Bohol and I haven’t seen even a single five star hotel, as the normal types of accommodation are apartments, dorms, small resorts, or even residential converted into hostels, but the human service— extraordinary! I remember returning to our accommodation past midnight and the rain was pouring, but the caretaker had to stay awake just to open the gate to let our van in. It might be a part of the service— but not all are like that, they would usually just leave the gates open, watch you do the thing and que sera sera. Coming from a day tour in Cambugahay Falls, and Salagdoong Resort, near the 200 hectares man-made forest, we tried our luck seeing another falls almost 6PM and though it was getting dark, the folks were too kind to welcome and guide us in trekking for about fifteen minutes saying, “Okay pa yan, basta’s makikita pa ang daan.” Business hours until 5PM only.

The beauty of siquijor is not something bare eyes could appreciate, but it is heart-melting for tourists like me who believe that the epitome of tourism isn’t merely the landscapes but is genuinely felt in the warmth of the people. Did you know that I was a bit worried I would be encountering wicked witches or sorcerers, but it’s the total opposite. The natives seem not really comprehend how famous they are, not just in the Philippines, but in many countries.

I believe, that tourism is something huge in that Island, the Philippine government through the Department of Tourism, the Public Works and Highways, Department of Energy, should exert more effort to boost the folk’s business either through livelihood financial extension, improving the road to poblacion, and oh, most basically, the power, since it is put under state of emergency due to lack of energy supply. Either way, the local government has to exert better initiatives to aid islanders who rely on the tourists as primary source of living.

As for me, we had the best of whatever the people are coined by— and I understood now why the Island is mystical— because you will be tamed to revisit, not just to fairy-walk.

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