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It was not the case with Juvy s parents at first. Junnie was persistent though and tried to "court" them particularly Juvy s strict father. It was Junnie s sincerity and love of music and history especially his World War II stories that helped him win the approval of Juvy s father. With that, Juvy finally accepted Junnie as her new found love.
There was no turning back from then on. Their romance blossomed and the rest was history.
Junnie and Juvy left for the U. They got married the same year in Rancho Palos Verdes, California and they now reside in Hercules, California with their year-old daughter, Meg. As a start, they too, have had their shares of ups and downs just like any other couple. Though, opposite in many ways the two have always managed to compromise at the end of each passing day. As years go by, their love for each other has gone stronger than ever as it has passed the test of time.
When their allowances ran out, they stayed at Juvy s place to enjoy each other s jokes with something as simple as Chippy and Coke. This wonderful couple shall be celebrating their 19th wedding anniversary next year with a fervent desire to visit St. This story is a proof that these two people are really meant for each other which we can call destiny. In cooperation with TREES Philippines, a nongovernment organization NGOthe SAS Alumni Association has joined hands with SAS administration and the combined junior and senior students who did not mind getting drenched and muddied, as they scaled the steep slopes going to the planting sites to plant a total of assorted seedlings of acacia, casuarinas, and other tree species.
This tree planting project was an initiative of the school as it partnered with the said NGO, to bring back the green forests of the province that has been greatly denuded ever since the eruption of Mt. Norma Que, this community service was great success as it saw every participant carry six to ten seedlings amidst heavy downpour trekking mountain trails to plant them. TREES Philippines has been partnering with various organizations to restore the forest covers in Zamables especially on denuded lands.
This reforestation activity covered only about two hectares while there are many more lands that need to be reforested. Although tree planting seemed to look like an easy task, it actually involves laborious preparations like brushing, holing and staking that incur expenses.
Villanueva was born on October 14, to Juan B. He grew up in Botolan, Zambales and took up his elementary and high school education at the St. As a young boy, he dreamed of becoming a military pilot. Inafter spending a year at the Mapua Intstitute of Technology as an engineering student, he entered the Philippine Military Academy as a cadet.
Francis graduated in and was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the Philippine Air Force. Shortly thereafter, he entered the Philippine Air Force Flying School in Lipa City as an aviation cadet and finished his flight training in Biography of Francisco A. Uknown After earning his wings, he served with the th Helicopter Wing of the Philippine Air force which brought him to different parts of the country performing close air support, air transport, air evacuation and search and rescue missions for the Armed Forces of the Philippines AFP ground troops.
He received several commendations for his heroic actions and meritorious services as a military pilot including one when he was wounded while performing an air evacuation of military casualties in Samar in November The Augusteener December 21 www.
Ian Maniago Class of What makes my high school life in St. A lot of reasons, I should say, because I was a minor seminarian then and at the same time a regular high school student. Now here is my story why our alma mater will always be in my heart. In behalf of the Priests and Lay Alumni of St.
Augustine School SAS for being a great part of our religious formation. Ours is a unique experience and situation during our formation years. The SAS minor seminary was the only one of its kind in our country allowing its seminarians to attend their academic classes outside its premises. While we attended our Latin, music and theology classes inside the seminary under the tutelage of priests who were then managing SAMS.
Inside SAMS, we developed a different kind of friendship and camaraderie among fellow seminarians. We sung together, we prayed together, we praised God together and we even cried and laughed together because we lived in one house.
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Our bond of friendship transcended into a higher level of brotherhood. And for four years, we have developed that kind of relationship. Friendships developed not only among us seminarians but also among students at SAS. We became one family then, and as it was, our life was not always smooth sailing. There arose also some disagreements among our seminary rector and the school principal regarding conflicts involving seminarians and students over petty issues like rivalry on crushes Magkaribalrivalry in class standing Pagalinganand rivalry in sports competition Gulangan sa basketball that at times resulted to brawls and misunderstandings.
But at the end of each day, more lessons have been learned and more bonds of friendship have been formed and strengthened. Even up to now, I still recall the happy memories of spending the night together with our crushes during our Junior and Seniors Prom. Aside from this, my memories on scouts camping, school intramurals and field demonstrations, field trips, and provincial meets are still very vivid up to now.
I also remember how our mentors exerted much of their efforts to review all of us, senior students to be ready for the annual National College Entrance Examination. And who will forget our excitement as we waited for our graduation day.
Each passing day that we practiced our formation to the tune of the graduation march song was a real joy and gladness for all of us. And finally, as I remember our graduation ball, many heart-warming memories are relived.
But most of all, SAS has formed our morals at the same time it also strengthened our faith all the more. Some of us became priests while others followed a different path.
Now as we come closer to go back once again to our alma mater and meet our school mates again, we feel overwhelmed and indebted forever to St. I know I can never bring those days again but for sure the memories instilled in my hearts and minds shall always linger forever. Una, maliban sa talbos ng kamote, bagok lang ang kaya naming bilhin.
Iisipin ko pa lang, mas nahihilo ako sa gagastusing pamasahe kesa sa pagsakay sa Victory bus. Malayo ang Panan sa Iba sabi ko sa lola mama kong nagalaga sa akin kaya mas pipiliin ko na lang magaral sa barangay high school. Hayaan mo na lang, igagapang ka ng maliit nating tindahan.
Ganyan ba ang turo nila? Natutunan ko lang yan sa pagbabasa ng nakasulat sa sachet ng shampoo at pagbabasa ng newspaper. Ang unang araw ko ay nabalutan ng maliit na pagtingin sa sarili. Ang uniform ko ay pinaglumaan ng uncle kong 4th year sa parehong paaralan. May bonus pang punit sa may kwelyo. Ang sapatos ko ay pudpod at may nakabaong thumb tack na mahirap tanggalin.
Ngunit masaya ako dahil bago lahat ng aklat ko na wala sa pampublikong paaralan. First year na ako. At kasama ng pagputol sa dulong balat ko ay ang pagputol sa mga hindi magagandang nakagawian ko, alam kong huhubugin ako ng institusyong kinabibilangan ko.locloc vs liozon finals 2015 1
Naiinggit ako sa uncle kong magaling magdasal. Kasalanan ko dahil ang alam ko ay bersiyong Aba Ginoong Maria. Ang pagdarasal sa wikang Ingles ang unang naging proud ako bilang Augusteener at higit sa lahat, ang sabayang pagbigkas nito papuntang langit. Dito binuklod ang pinagsama samang pananampalatayang walang bahid malisya. Dito pa lang magsisimula ang kwento ko.
Hindi ko sasabihing pinakamagaling ang batch namin at lalong malayo naman sa pinakamahina. Madami lang sa amin ang hindi competitive. Kung ang karamihan ay umaani ng medalya, kami ay umaani ng sermon. Kung ang karamihan ay nanliligaw na, kami ay naglilimahid ang leeg kalalaro. Iba iba ang grupo namin. Pero iisa ang hulma ng aming patutunguhan bilang mga anak ng Diyos na naglalakbay, nabubuwal, bumabangon at patuloy na naglalakad. May grupo ng pasosyal na mga purdoy na ngayon.
May mga grupo ng mahihirap at ngayon ay tumutulong na sa mga dating mapepera.
May mga feeling magaganda at gwapo at nangangamoy ang mga kilikili dati at ngayon ay number one marketing specialist ahente kung medyo mahirap ng mga pampaputi ng kilikili. May mga heartthrobs dating mga tinitilian pero ngayon ay siya ng mga tumitili. May mga ugly ducklings pero mga beautiful swans na ngayon at iyong mga iba naging adult ducks lang.
May mga siga noon pero nakapalda na ngayon. May mga laging infatuated dati at ngayon ay nagsisilbi sa Panginoon at naging matapat na mangingibig. May mga manang manang dati pero sunod sunod ang mga anak ngayon.
Sila lang ang makapagsasabi ngayon kung sino sila sa mga nabanggit ko. Kawing kawing ang bawat araw na inilagi na min sa ating paaralan. Madalas nga paglipas ng panahon, nagkakaroon na ng direktang koneksiyon ang bawat isa. Iyong iba na lalaman nila. Iyong iba, hindi nila namamal ayan. Iyong iba, patuloy na i sinabuhay kung ano ang natutu nan nila sa paaralan. At iyong iba, ibang landas ang piniling lakbayin. Hindi naman sagradong maitutur ing ang paaralang ito. Hindi rin kabanalan ang mahabang litanya at dasaling itinuro dito.
Wala rin katunayan na ang mga magaaral na nagkasala ay hindi na muling makakabalik sa mga bisig ng Diyos. Malamang hindi na ako makikilala ng aking mga naging guro. Lalo na at hindi naman ako nag excel sa anumang bagay maliban siguro sa magbigay ng mga nakakatawang palayaw ng mga kaklase ko, i-impersonate ng palihim ang ibang teachers, magdala ng makapal na encyclopedia at kunyaring binabasa para kunyari mukhang matalino, pisain ang pimples, magdrawing ng bundok na may bahay sa tuktok, mag lead ng prayer, madalas nasa last part na lagyan ng bunot ang mga bag ng classmates ko, gumawa ng mga kwento at tula na ako lang ang nagbabasa, kumain sa karinderya na sabaw ang ulam, mainggit sa magagandang damit ng mga kaklase ko at mang agaw ng crush ng iba para masabing binata na rin ako at maglaro ng volleyball hanggang ma-office ako dahil natamaan ang balakang ni sister dahil kinailangan niyang gumastos ng manghihilot.
Ngunit higit sa mga nakakatawa at nakakatuwang mga bagay at alaala, may natutunan ako sa naging buhay ko sa SAS na hindi ko makakalimutan. Sa kabila ng pagkaagnas ng kwelyo ko, napalitan rin iyon ng bago.
Hindi habang buhay ay nakasadlak ang isang buhay sa putik. Dahil sa tiyaga at pananampalataya, nagkakaroon ng tunay na langit. Kung dati, ni rerecite ko lang ang rosary kasama ng mga ka klase ko, ngayon ito ay sumisimbolo sa isang paikot na daan na ng mga marubdob ang mga puso at pananampalataya.
Na ang lahat ay nagsimula sa Diyos at sa Diyos din babalik. Sa ngayon, hindi ko alam kung may lihim na nanlait sa kwelyo kong punit o may nagtangkang nagtanong kung naiintindihan ko ba talaga ang mga dasal ko. Siya nga pala, mahirap pa rin ako.
Hindi rin ako tumalino. Hindi rin ako naging heartthrob. Pero dahil sa SAS, nalaman kong kaya hindi daw natin naririnig ang Diyos ay sa kadahilanang maingay tayo. What sets them apart from other educators is that a Paulinian school is not just a system or an edifice — it is a place where every student is important because each St. Paul Sister knows her student personally. To a Paulinian student, the fondest memories from school always include the personal attention and nurturing care received from a particular or several St.
We now joyfully realize that our good Lord has truly blessed her efforts and looks upon her with favor as we now see the fruits in our adult lives. But the even greater joy we feel is that when we meet her again long after we have left school, she still remembers each one of us by name and our personal character!
It is with great consolation to feel assured that if indeed our names are indelibly written in the palms of her hands, then she has been faithfully praying for us all these years!
Praise and thanks be to God for Sister Esperanza Fadera! On the negative side, President John F. Kennedy of the United States got assassinated. This was also the year I got enrolled in St. When this great school started, all it could offer was Kindergarten up to Grade 3. There was an expectation that the guys in Grade 3 were to continue up to Grade 6.
At that time, high school was not within my mindset. Moving in to St. Paul of Chartres - with uniforms at that. I was really awed by that transformation, and the uncertainties facing me as a pioneering student, was a cause for concern. I will be meeting new faces — both teachers and students alike.
And I guess, in hindsight that was pretty tough for any young kid from out of town. When we started in Grade III, there were 15 of us — 5 boys and 10 girls. By the time we finished Grade VI, our tribe increased to 22 - 7 boys and 15 girls.
I had been asked what the impact of SAS on me was. Immediately, my answer was on the way I write.
They have what they call the Paulinian way of writing. This was really a big deal for me because my handwriting looks more like chicken scratches than any semblance of written communication. Hell, I can pass for a doctor with my kind of handwriting.
But after three years at St. Augustine, my handwriting improved massively, except that after five minutes, even I cannot read it anymore. Let me give you a brief history in case you did not attend the briefing as you entered the halls of this august school. Who are the Sisters of St. The Sisters of St.
Paul was founded inby Fr. Louis Chauvet, parish priest of Levesville-la-Chenard, a little village in the region of Beauce, some 80 kilometers southeast of Paris — not by the apostle St.
This was the time of the French revolution and the guillotine. He did this through education and this was made possible through the help of Marie Anne de Tilly; the first teacher of the school, Marie Michaeu, and the first superior Barbe Foucault. Since their first mission was education, and since this was the Renaissance period, it will only be natural that their style of writing will be Baroque. I find this rather amusing because the Cathedral of Chartres, which made them famous, is really Gothic in style — rather than Baroque.
The Sisters were later on given a house in the suburb of St. And so, the St. Paul of Chartres may refer to Msgr. Paul Godet, who is not a Saint. It can also refer to the apostle St. Paul because the Sisters of St. Paul lived their lives according to the gospel of St.
Paul is not from Chartres. It is considered one of the finest examples of the French High Gothic style. The current cathedral, most likely constructed between andis one of at least five which has occupied the site since the town became a bishopric in the 4th century.
What makes the cathedral special from an artistic viewpoint is its exceptional state of preservation. The majority of the original stained glass windows have survived and they are still intact, while its architecture has seen only minor changes since the early 13th century. The building s exterior is dominated by heavy flying buttresses which allowed the architects to increase the window size significantly, while two contrasting spires dominate the west end.
As a result of these influences, the Paulinian writing style is very French of the old school. I have vague memories of our teacher in Writing but I do remember the twirls she made when writing capital letters. To this very day, somehow I still manage to write that way. Our class though small in size, led to better socialization and we knew what everyone was doing.
It seemed like a second family for me and it was fun just being with your classmates. You have to remember that there were only 15 of us. In hindsight, I believe that the small class size made us more cooperative rather than competitive.
We were helping each other rather than compete with each other. Still, there were natural geniuses who eventually stood out. I must admit, I was not one of them. Somehow I preferred goofing around than studying my lessons. The small library was a favourite hangout of mine. There, I read books - of places I dreamed of visiting one day, of people I would emulate, and of ideas that would mold my attitude.
I must have read more books that were not part of the curriculum than the recommended ones. I guess reading is another one of those impacts St. Augustine had on me. I was reading any book I could lay my hands on. Reading was a big pleasure for me because my imagination soared without any boundaries. I am still convinced that reading presents a more vivid picture than, let us say — listening to audio books or watching DVDs. I have always remembered them despite not getting the chance to thank them for their kindness.
In this age of the internet, I hope we do not lose that pleasure of reading. The annual field demonstrations as well as the drama productions were big events that were considered as major extracurricular activities. These were big production numbers and they involved wholesale practise on a daily basis. If somebody has to be credited for this major production, credit will certainly go to Ms. It could have been our fear of her that motivated us to synchronize our moves.
Drama was likewise a big deal for us because the Paulinian Sisters somehow were heavily influenced by Fr. As I have mentioned earlier, we had a small class and therefore, all of us were involved in these activities, no exceptions.
The only question was — who was going to get the lead role? I somehow, and with some unabashed bragging rights, was regularly chosen to play some lead roles. I was a matador in a bullfighting field demonstration.
I was also a lead actor in one stage play which seemed to me like a horror drama. Our formative years did not end up being thespians. We also developed our vocal cords as we formed the first glee club of the school. Somehow, while Gregorian chants may sound sublime from the choir attic of the Iba Basilica, I prefer our version of the Sound of Music at the meeting place of the Knights of Columbus, to the enjoyment of our parents and relatives and friends.
I never realized we will sound so cool. I do believe that this is not only true to me but also to all the pioneers of St. And while I did not attend high school at SAS, my heart belongs to this school where I had so much fun and great time. The Augusteener December 27 www. Garcia of Iba, Zambales.
Considers himself a Zambaleno as he grew up at Iba, Zambales where his parents made home. A consistent honor student from his grade school, he graduated salutatorian from high school — winning several awards, notably the Leadership Award and the Gerry Roxas Scholarship Award, among others.
He represented his school in oratorical competitions and won province wide. Entered the UST for convenience principally — the school being nearest home. At the insistence of his family he enrolled in a Pre-Med course. An inkling perhaps as to his choice of career was that he managed to get himself a commission as a cadet officer of the UST ROTC — while pursuing his pre-med course — the only science student at that time who was a cadet officer. Took an entrance examination for the PMA at the first opportunity and passed it — at the same time that he passed his pre-med course and met all school pre-requisites for admission to the UST School of Medicine.
He chose to enter the Academy instead. His entire family father, mother, sisters and only brother was opposed to the idea. As a firstie, he represented the Academy in various track and field competitions and oratorical contests participated in by the Academy.
He was Corp Executive Officer when he graduated and was among the upper third of his class in scholastic standing. And like his classmates who were assigned in the Constabulary he drew the Constabulary when his class drew lots for service assignments. Reassigned to Recom 1, he, together with two other officer classmates under two of the training of new PC enlistees of Recom 1 — abbreviated ranger course — which men later on composed the Special Action Company of Recom 1 and to which company he was later on assigned a junior officer.
In one of his patrols, instinct and probably good luck saved him and his troops from a possible ambush by subversive terrorists at one hinderland village. Passing through said village, he refused an invitation to take supper and stay overnight there at — and even light refreshments and a little rest.
He decided to push on through and camped instead for the night in the foothills outside of and overlooking the village. Later intelligence disclosed that at the same time that the villagers were enticing them to spend some time within the village an enemy group was at the outskirts of the village and which group could have inflicted heavy casualties of his patrol — had the enemy group been able to position themselves by the hanging bridge on the route his patrol took on the way out of the village.
The Augusteener December 35 www. He was deeply affected by the poverty and misery of the poor people of the hinderlands. He gave away his personal medicines he brought for his own use, to seek villagers. Perhaps even at the outset he was never meant to be a doctor of medicine — for had he not chosen the military as a career — he could have been a priest.
From his boyhood, he has manifested a special closeness to the church. Whenever he was at Iba he never failed to serve mass and visit the parish priest, the Bishop of Zambales and the sisters of St. He could have been a good priest too. It is likely, that his choice of the military as a carrier was influenced by his exposure to military life during his youth and early formative years.
He spent his school vacations in PC camps and stations where his father was assigned and was thus exposed to the company of soldiers and young lieutenants. He could have been a good lawyer and a successful politician as he was articulate and friendly to everyone and exhibited no airs. According to one of his foster mothers — he had a way of endearing himself with people. He had several foster parents who adopted him and whom he adopted.
He had three at Baguio City, one at Lingayen, Pangasinan, and even one as far as Tacloban City who acquired during his tour in the south as a cadet. He was foremost of all — thoughtful. On the fateful day 13 Mayhe was, together with his ranger team on board a Land Rover about meters behind a lead vehicle on the way to Bontoc from Besao when they were ambushed at Sitio Banga-an, Sagada, Mountain Province by subversive terrorists on or about hours.
The lead vehicle was fired upon by the enemy hitting and wounding one officer and the driver of the vehicle — and thus immobilizing the vehicle.
He had his team detrack, maneuvered his troops, returned the enemy fire, clear the area of the enemy and extricated the troops that were pinned down by enemy fire. He then made available his vehicle and driver to evacuate the wounded officer and driver to Bontoc; and personally operated the immobilized lead vehicle and maneuvered same from where it was ditched onto the road. With him at the wheels, he had his troops and others board the vehicle and continued and proceeded with their interrupted trip to Bontoc.
Met on the way by the Actg Provincial Commander of Mt. Province who came from Bontoc with reinforcements, they returned to the ambush site as ordered. For the second time that fateful afternoon, he and his troops once more scoured and searched the area for the enemy.
It turned out the enemy had returned to the area and a firefight ensued. Dusk was sitting in, and unmindful of his personal safety he aggressively maneuvered and redeployed his troops and continuously directed the movements of his men forward by voice and hand signals — moving ahead of the other elements with them, to dislodge the enemy from their entrenched position thereby exposing himself to enemy fire and leading by example until he was felled by an enemy shot on the forehead: A senior officer of his commented that with that fatal shot the enemy killed a potential general.
His body was flown home, by helicopter, to his parents at Iba, Zambales arriving before noon at the Iba Airstrip 15 May where he was met by his parents, relatives and other town mates.
He was buried at high noon on 17 May His funeral mass was concelebrated by seven priests. Bob was awarded the Gold Cross Medal Posthumous for gallantry in action, and which medal was presented to his father in appropriate ceremonies at Camp Crame, Quezon City on 8 August We were always looking for a way to have fun. We frequently found every small reason to be together. We were freshmen during the declaration of Martial law, too young to be really worried about late parties and stay-ins then.
We had our own home curfewsso midnight curfews did not really bother us. We were sophomores when the SAS minor seminary opened. We had 5 minor seminarians to start with in our class. It was an adjustment for all of us. We had young boys who were away from their families. They came from all over Zambales. We learned mutually immediately how to make good friends, especially we had more boys added to our class. I am proud to be a graduate of SAS. I have spent 10 years of my life in its walls.
It has slowly and gradually molded us morally and religiously. We were such a small school then and the nuns and priests around us have definitely affected our lives. SAS has given me the chance to learn and live my faith up to this day. Back then, we took everything for granted somehow, not realizing how it would affect us now.
I do greatly commend our mentors for emphasizing the use of written and spoken English in the campus. All of these little things that have gladly paid off now as adults. Each class change always started and ended with a prayer.
Sometimes it would be hard to stay serious when the then Sr. It was precious to recall the presence of Msgr. Byrne sitting at the particular spot at the church. We would go and visit and be blessed. Whoever he remembers to be mischievous would get a knock on the forehead with his ring. We competed against boys and girls. If it was the game is not finished through the break, rest assured we will continue the competition until the next break. Most of us would rather get punished than reveal the truth.
This is how you find out who likes who and all the teasing during and out of the classes would start. We played on the few concrete benches by the bougainvillea bushes. Chalks were not used but we used folded up bougainvillea leaves to scroll on concrete. The version of eco-friendly during that time.
After storms, we would convince the teachers to take a long walk to the beach, just to be able to collect sea shells but really mostly to get out of the campus with their consent. Adolescence would not be normal without peer pressure. It was a positive influence in our class. We had a lot of musically talented classmates and the guitar was at the center of it all.
Most of us looked forward to the glee club and enjoyed the class musical competitions particularly the one under the supervision of Mr. We had a lot of talented classmates.
In our younger years, we loved competing against the upper classmen. We competed in oratorical contest,spelling, singing, dancing and sports. Whether we won or not, it was always fun rooting for our class. We loved our mentors as manifested in the fact that we still keep in touch with them. Simeon dela Rosa, Ms. During our Senior year, Sr. Carmen Cua was our religion and Spanish teacher. For us girls, it was special to have younger nuns then that we could comfortably ask silly and relevant questions.
Sister Victoria was our high school principal and music teacher. We had a lot of classmates that came and went through the years. There were 33 of us in our Senior year, 19 girls and 14 boys. Three of them have passed on away: Surprisingly, there are 14 of us based in the US. Two of us are in Australia and the rest are in the Philippines.
We have become nurses, physical therapist, engineers, teachers, US navy officer, parents and other degrees that each of us have achieved. All of us are happy in our own ways.
We are proud to have a priest in our class, Fr. He is currently in Virginia Beach, Virginia. I do not think any other school would have molded us to be what we are now.
Big thanks and gratitude to each and everyone that has been a major part of our lives. Though we spent our childhood together, we never expected that we would fall for each other in the end. The courting started out as a crush then into puppy love during our secondary years.
Those significant moments are still vividly imprinted in my memory as I recall how Albert would do something to make our teachers allow him to sit beside me always. Inside the classroom and inside the campus he was always tagging along. My stalker inside and outside the school! At that moment of our lives, Albert and I knew then that ours is a mutual feeling of genuine love for each other but we were also aware that it has its limits not until we finish college. We made a vow that no matter what happens, our priority goal was still to finish our studies.
Parents were more conservative then compared to now. After our high school graduation, I entered Pre-dent freshman at the University of the East and as usual he followed me and enrolled in BS Accounting at the same school making sure he kept his eye on me.
And maybe to become closer to watch over me, he shifted his course into Dentistry. Ours was just another on and off relationship just like any other couples.
But we survived the roller coaster ride of love-hate-love relationship for six years until we graduated from college. There was even a time when we nearly gave up thinking that the rift was apparently irreparable.
After graduation, I took the Dentistry licensure examination which I luckily passed on my first try. At that moment I decided to go back home to Iba, Zambales to practice my profession.
As usual, Albert followed me on my way back home. Our first baby boy unfortunately died of aspiration pneumonia and lived only for nine days after birth because he was a premature baby. After years of waiting, we nearly gave up. We thought God will never again bless us with a child. In we migrated to the United States. And the first years were very difficult for us. During those trying times, we hurdled much obstacles as starters and strangers in a foreign land.
We lived a life of ups and downs facing odd challenges for survival in the land of Uncle Sam. But God is really good, we were able to overcome those challenges. Amids these crises, however, we kept on praying to God to bless us even with only one child. All those years I thought I was not meant to become a mom. But God is so unimaginably great. God gave me a miracle because I got pregnant at the age of We named our miracle baby, Justine after the combined name of my father-in-law and my dad.
She was a miracle baby. She is a blessing directly from God, our most loved and cherished gift from the Almighty. We never succumbed to any vitro approach or artificial insemination. Now she is eight years old, a very sweet and smart girl. God really knows what is best for us. God will give you the favor you ask in His perfect time. He gave Justine to us when everything was all in place like passing the board licensure examination, a green card and my own clinic.
Now we are now on our 23rd year of happy and blissful married life. Aldave, Timothy Joseph L. Aramay, Cris Adrian V. Bolasco, Lemuel John S. De Guzman, Francis C.
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Acuavera, Aleza Jane B. Agrabio, Jenalyn May T. Batinga, Joanna Marie O. Bautista, Camille Anne A. Cabal, Anne Charmaine S. Castillo, Jammie Fritz C. Castillo, Rose Anne A. Dacayo, Reena Jane B. Dazo, Almee Roselle O. Dolojo, Frances Mae L. Ebuen, Honey Jane G. Ecalnir, Eva Marie Nicole E. Ecura, Rizelle Jen A. Abdon, Joan Abbygail M. Aguilon, Jianne Samantha Rae M. Apostol, Thelma Thed Jane B. Asuncion, Edsyl May E. Costa, Velia Faye C.
Dumlao, Joana Mycah E. Gutierrez, Pearl Gem M. Lao, Mary Antonnette D. Lorente, Judessa Mai Y. Mabatid, Jenni Jeanne M. Megano, Ann Marie D. Reyes, Rellene Juerell D.
San Miguel, Angelica T. Graduates… Agana, John David M. Apostol, Moses Kim T. Arcala, Noriel Lemuel E. Bundang, John Del S. Carreon, Giuliano Mikael E. Centeno, Michael Dave M. Villamin, Hannah Katreena L. Willis, Maria Isabel G. Yap, Lindsay Grace D. Graduates… Acuavera, Don Johnson B. Agana, Gil Bryan V. Basa, Jose Lorenzo M.
Borreta, John Clinto B. Bundang, Kim Luis R. Cabal, Paul Marie D. Camat, Christopher Terence R. Camba, Mark Niele B. Casaclang, Louise Paolo St. De Jesus, Mark Gabriel L. Encarnacion, Don Mackenzie T.
Endriga, Marc Justin B. Forcado, Marjo Andrio G. Guevarra, Kyle Viktor C. Labrador, Donn Alexius L. Lavilla, Darcy Edmund D. Marin, John Benedict O. Rapanut, Kurl Patrick P. Rivera, Juan Paulo C. Solovioff, Alexander Julius E. Uy, Franz Ralph V. The Wild Boars soccer team successfully rescued. The team entered the cave, some sort of initiation, with the intent of scrawling their names on the cave walls on 23 June It's the monsoon season in Thailand, and when the waters started to fill up, they could no longer get out and they had to seek higher grounds.
They ended up deep inside Tham Luang. The Thai Navy SEAL expressed great appreciation for "the help from all teams--divers from all over the world, medic teams, several ex-SEALs, supporting teams, Kruba Boonchum and other spiritual teams, great kitchen team, oxygen refueling team, water management team, electricity team, mountain climbing team, all generators, Mae Sai people, and people from all corners of the world. Thai Navy Seals FB page The animal figures stood for the different people who played significant roles in the rescue operations: They had a similar rescue operation a few years ago when they rescued miners trapped inside a coal mine that collapsed.
The LUN magazine had this graphical rendition of the rescue procedure in their 09 July issue: Richard Harris, who stayed with the boys throughout and was one of the last to get out. Saman Gunan, former Thai Navy SEAL, who volunteered for the mission, died on duty when he was helping lay out rescue lines along the flooded cave tunnels.