30/05/2022
T'was in torn between burning hell and perserverance.
That's when on 20th of April where Tagibi Duffunan were stabilizing strategies for the production of hundreds of Tagibis at Sabbaluca's Boarding House.
Each member was in quota of 2 to 3 tagibis each day. Each tagibi were seriously in handicraft setup. You will see one's hand that were callused, ripped in heat and do bleed for the braiding system. Sweats were raining that day, I remember my Vice President for Human Resource, Gerly Mea Marquez, hesitated me to rest for awhile and upon seeing her tiresome, I agreed.
It's third day, yet feels like surrendering day. I never know how to tripped the hardships, yet I only know our mission. But someone's being delivered for a mission, he roamed in us like an angel and even shares jokes.
While others are in rest, he played with them his only offline known game- Uno cards. He reversed each of the pain we have felt, adds hope to our tearing visions, and deducts the weights of the sleepless nights we had. Little did we know, that child is missing someone's to his life whom can never go back.
"Ngayon lang ulit naging maingay dito sa bahay," his lola nemesia said unto me while cooking a dish.
Until on our last day where everyone's ready to board home, yet not prepared to depart from where all the moments of pain that traps in joy which resulted to bittersweet memories that will be cherished forever.
"Ingat ka palage ah, resty, mag- aral ng mabuti."
The only line I tendered to our angel after all the joys he spared, Resty Rodriguez.
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