๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
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๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐บ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ต๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ผ๐บ ๐๐ป๐ผ๐ฐ๐ธ๐
๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ป๐ธ ๐ช๐ฒ๐น๐น; ๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ป๐ด๐น๐ถ๐๐ต
I loved singing. Although I can't sing very well, I would often sing my heart out whenever I get boredโor whenever I just feel it. In fact, I wouldn't care if anyone complains; I would sing out loud. I would sing most especially when there's a song stuck in my head.
The last song I sang too loud was, "Pag-lisan" by Color it Red. It was quite the irony that the song that made me stop my annoying habit happens to be a song commonly played in funerals. I don't even know what triggered it.
I woke up and started singing.
"Kung ang buhay ay isang umagang nakangitiโ"
I took a shower and kept singing.
"At ikaw ay ang lupang sinusuyo ng bituinโ"
I went to school and kept singing.
"Di mo man silip ang langitโ"
I dazed off during my last morning class and
Let's look back to the brilliance and bedazzling spectacle of the home of talents and talent makers; the home of the phoenixes and the home of the starsโthe College of Education Phoenix Festival 2023.
video by Bea Marie Catapang
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