RHETORIC QUESTION (ESSAY COLLECTION 2)

I am Beautiful no matter what they say,

because words can’t bring me down

          Have you ever been insulted? To be made fun of? To be teased? And be the target of bullying? Just because of how you look? I have. As a child I love to eat, I was not disciplined and left alone to eat whatever I see in the refrigerator. Because of that, I grew up to be fat, I would not sugar coat it, I am fat. Because of my weight and how cruel kids can be back at elementary school days, I was teased constantly by the school bully. Of course I have friends too, many would say I was cute because of my chubby cheeks, but I was a sensitive child, so all the insults stab my young heart.

         The bullying continued till I am a 1^st year in high school, the pattern still continues. My friends would always tell me not to take the teasing seriously and shrug off the insults from the boys. I know that I am pretty, even though I am fat, many would say to me to lose some weight, I never really cared about my weight. But for some people, they just really love to make people cry. So when I reached 2^nd  year, I changed, whenever the boys would insult me, I would just glare at them, which really scared them, and I would throw their bags from the 3^rd floor building. I had a bad temper back then, with just a little insult would make me explode. I was called a sadist or a bully by the time I reached 3^rd year, I would throw wooden chairs whenever I am in a bad mood and bully my close friends.

         I was not a good person back in high school, but I thanked God for giving me true friends who stick with me during my rebellious phase, they understand why I did the things I had done back then, and they forgive me every time. Now in college, no one insults me anymore because of my weight, only my closest friends, but I know that coming from them is an endearment. Although they would always bother me to lose some weight, and what a pity it is because I am beautiful even with my current weight, but I would be more beautiful if I was sexier. I would just shrug it off, because I am beautiful, no matter what the say and no matter what I weight.  

BIOGRAPHY

A father’s Sacrifice

A Biography of Katrina Beloya

          There is girl whose name is Katrina, born from the love of her mother, whose a former Midwife named Rosemarie, and her father, a seaman named Rodrigo. She was born in Caloocan and grew up living in a “Squaters area”. She did not mind where she lived back then, all she remembers are the times she played with her friends under the rain. She did not understand back then, the reason why their house would have water inside when it rains, she did not mind how small her house was. She rarely remembers if she had ever bonded with her mother when she was a child, she does not remember her mother in her childhood memories, only her aunt who keeps her company while her mother goes to work. But most of all, she did not even have memories or pictures of her father being there for her when she was a child.

           As times goes by, she turned 3 years old when they moved in an apartment, the place was bigger compared to their old home, but still, her father was absent from her childhood. The only father figure she had known is from her uncle, her mother’s older brother. He taught her how to ride a bike and he always buy her  food and gifts, she loves him the most, she rarely miss the absence of her father. Many of you may wonder if she ever hated her father, if she rebelled from her parents, on the contrary, she loves and respect her parents. At a young age, her mother explained to her thoroughly and carefully why her father was not with them, that her father must endure missing his family to provide for them. Without her father’s sacrifices they would never have a nice house, and that she and her sibling could never afford to attend private schools. So her mother would always tell them, not to hate their father, but to understand that being far away from them is a sacrifice he must make to show how much he truly loves his family.

LIFE AT NCBA (2)

Journey to NCBA

         My journey to NCBA from my house is at least an hour. Sometimes, my journey to school is comfortable, when the weather is cloudy and the passengers of the vehicle are only few. At times like those, you cannot help but listen to good music or daydream. But sometimes, there are times when the journey is hard, when the weather is scorching hot and the sun is high up the sky and no clouds to provide shade from the heat. The driver would be moody, and the vehicle would be full of irritated passengers. Sometimes there would be passengers who are sitting next to you and he or she would emit unlikable smell, I hate those moments.

         As students, there will be unforgettable moments or events that we will see, or yet to be experience during our journey to school. Sometimes those events cheer us up whenever we would remember it, sometimes we would be embarrassed of it, and sometimes we would wish to forget about it and hoped that it never happened. For every moment we had experienced and events that we had seen during our journey, are lessons and teachings that we could use in life. It would serve as a reminder for us, once our journey to school is done. A reminder of where our journey started with all the traffic, the cold rain, scorching heat, every typhoon and floods we had endured, and where our journey will be headed. It is up to us, on how we will finish our journey or how we will get there. For every step we take is a journey, and a step closer to our dreams.

LIFE AT NCBA (1)

Midterm is coming!

           Be prepared my fellow students and classmates, for midterm is coming here at NCBA. Ready your books, find your notes and photocopies, and ready yourself for the upcoming sleepless nights. I am sure that most of you students will use the word “Procrastinate”. What is procrastinating? According to the Merriam Webster, Procrastinate is to be slow or late about doing something that should be done, to delay doing something until a later time because you do not want to do it, because you are lazy. Let us be honest, my dear fellow students, we always procrastinate, even if it is not exams. We procrastinate when deadline for projects is coming, assignments, reports and thesis. There is nothing to be ashamed if we love to procrastinate. I am not judging you dear readers, for I also, procrastinate.

          To be honest dear readers, I do not procrastinate because I do not intend to study or do my projects and thesis. For me, we use procrastination to help our minds adjust to the pressure of studying and researching. It is not good for our brains to be pressured so much, there is a limit on how much our brains can take. There is a saying that “it is better to be late than never”. So I think it is fine to study a day before the exam, the limited time we have before the exams or deadline will give us the motivation to finish our assigned tasks no matter what. But beware dear students, not because I said that procrastination is fine, does not mean that we have to use it every time. As students, we have the obligation and responsibility to do our best in our studies and to graduate with flying colors. Not just for ourselves, but for the people who pays for our studies. My fellow students and classmates, let us do our best for the upcoming midterm exams. To procrastinate or not is up to you, but be sure to pass your test and may the odds be ever in your favor!

FLASH NEWS (2)

Drug users aren't human, says Philippines' Duterte

AFP•August 28, 2016

According to the Yahoo news, Philippine President Duterte remarked that drug users are not human anymore? Why did the President said that? Is it because of the inhumane acts those drug users commit while under the influence of Drugs?

Duterte, who has seen about two thousand people killed since he was elected in May, made the remarks late Friday as he shrugged off the United Nations' concerns over human rights in his country.
 "Crime against humanity? In the first place, I’d like to be frank with you: are they humans? What is your definition of a human being?" he told soldiers while visiting an army camp, according to transcripts of his speech released afterwards. "Human rights? Use it properly in the right context if you have the brains," he added. "You cannot wage a war without killing," Duterte said, adding that many drug users were beyond rehabilitation.

His remarks came after various UN officials, including Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon in June condemned his apparent support for extra-judicial killings. The UN special rapporteur on summary executions, Agnes Callamard, said earlier this month that his directives "amount to incitement to violence and killing, a crime under international law". Duterte's comments come after his national police chief Ronald Dela Rosa on Friday urged drug users to kill their traffickers and burn their homes. "Why don't you give them a visit, pour gasoline on their homes and set these on fire to register your anger," Dela Rosa said.

He later apologised for his remarks.But Duterte defended Dela Rosa, saying "that's my style. He is following it". Duterte also taunted the United Nations, saying "they want me to go prison? Do those idiots think I will be captured alive. My God, we will be together in hell." Earlier this week, Dela Rosa told senators that over 750 people had been killed by police in anti-drug operations while more than a thousand had been slain by shadowy figures. Since then, even more people have been killed.

Duterte, 71, won May elections in a landslide on a promise to kill tens of thousands of suspected criminals to prevent the Philippines from becoming a narco-state. He has vowed to protect policemen who may be charged as part of the campaign.

FLASH NEWS (1)

Iraq Bombing

On July 3, 2016 a coordinated bomb attacks were carried out in Baghdad, resulting in a mass civilian casualties. A suicide truck bomb hit a shopping area in Karrada as the streets were busy with late night shoppers because of Ramadan. The Iraqi Ministry of Defense revealed that at least 167 had been killed and over 180 injured, with those numbers expected to rise. Reports from the scene indicated that many of those who are killed are children. After initial reports, the death toll continued to rise as further corpses were recovered from the rubble and the injured victims died of their injuries. It is the deadliest attack  in Iraq thus far in 2016.

Last July 6, the Health Ministry announced that the death toll reached 250. The Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant or ISIL, also known as ISIS claimed responsibility for the devastating blast, which went off early on a Sunday at Karrada. What is happening to our world? So many deaths and bloodsheds, but for what? For our future generations to see rubbles and destroyed buildings instead of trees and green pastures? To grow up in a place full of hate, death, fear, and anger? Is war the only solution to every man’s problem?

Let us pray for the people at Iraq who have lost so may innocent lives, those who have lost a mother, a child, a father,  or a friend, and hope that the people responsible for this bombing may be put to justice and get what they deserved.

Diary (July-11-15)

Dear Diary,

            Nothing happened much this week, aside from the fact that my parents left us to go on a vacation at the province and left us with our aunt. Since this week are my ma, pa and my own birthday will be happening, I was a little bit sad to celebrate my 19th birthday without, mostly because that would mean "limited" budget for my birthday.

            On July 12 and 13, my mother posted picture of her and my father on a boat, apparently their going for "Island Hoping" on Malalison Island to visit their long lost relatives over there, I actually don't care who my relatives are on that island, not that I would meet them personally here, but whatever.

            My birthday happened on July 15 and it was really depressing, I bought Pizza for my friends at school as a "blowout" and not one of them have any birthday gift for me, I don't really need their greetings, I want colorful boxes. On my way home, I bought myself some chocolate cake, and asked my cousin and her kids to come over, I also invited my best friend to come over, unfortunately, rain poured hard that afternoon so my guests were late to arrived, I was really sad when my friend told me that she might not come over because of the rain, I was so angry and pissed that time, so I started to eat 2 slices of my cake and sulk, but thank God, when my Friend came over at last, then followed by my cousin with her kids. So happy they came over, or else, I would have eaten the whole cake myself.



                                                                                                                                           xoxo,
                                                                                                                                         Katrina

Diary (July 18-24)

Dear Diary,

       The high light of my week is going to Amana Resorts and waterpark for me and my parents belated birthday party. I invited some of my friends, so that I could have some people to talk too, besides my nieces and nephews. It was a BLAST! the place is amazing, there are my pools to choose from, I like their main attraction which is the wave pool, thank god we have "salbabida" which I borrowed from my nephew, because me and my friends doesn't know how to swim.

       We tried the other pools, the cave pool, the one with lots of Minion characters, etc. Then an two hours before our time limit, something happened, my friends and I decided to learn to swim just by ourselves, and after 30 minutes or so, we did it! of course, I learned first, since I am a fast learner, then I convinced my other friend to try and that I promised she won't drown, and after that, she quickly learned too, the other one took a lot of convincing, but she agreed at the end. After learning the basics, we decided to have some friendly competition like, holding our breaths the longest, who is the fastest swimmer type of games. It was really fun, too bad that some of my friends, that I graciously asked to come, rejected me, well that's their lost and not mine.

        We also could have tried the zip line, but the staff said it's their closing time, what a bummer. Then I convinced my friends to sleep over at my house, because I'm pretty sure they're tire from all that exercise, it took a lot of convincing and threatening for them to agree with my proposal, but at the end they lost and we had a "Movie Marathon", but of course we did not have a chance to finish it, mostly me, because at the half time of the movie, I started dozing off.


                                                                                                                                    xoxo,
                                                                                                                                  Katrina

Diary (August 8-13)

Dear diary,

          Monday morning and my father woke me up with these words, “Beng, ano pa-member ka na sa fitness club?” what a day to start my morning, I didn’t answer him and instead I just look at him frowning, then my father sigh and then said “Bahala ka” then left my room. I came down from my room and started brushing my teeth, when suddenly my mother asked me if I wanted to join the fitness club, they obviously wanted me to start losing weight, which annoys me very much, so I just sighed and said “Fine!”. After taking a shower I head down to the fitness and wellness club, which is only 5 steps away from or house, then the coach started saying how excited she is and that I have finally decided to join and lose weight, blah blah. At first it was awkward to be in that room, since there is another client in there. Then she started weighing me and measuring my waist, then making me a meal plan that I have to stick to from now on, which is fine as long as the food has taste.

         The week went by and I told my friends that I started my diet and that I joined the fitness club near us, they were really excited and happy about my decision, and that they fully have my support. Then they started asking questions if I can really do it, and what is my goal weight, and of course as true friends as they are, they talk about eating junk foods or chocolates in front of me just too piss me off, and I told them to try if they want to have a bloody mouth, of course it’s all just a joke, so far they’re supportive and haven’t tempted me with forbidden foods yet.

                                                                                                                                        Xoxo,

                                                                                                                                           Katrina

                                                               

         

ANALOGY (SPEECH 2)

            Life is a two-way road

There are many choices you will have to make in life, there are may paths to choose from, there are moments that you have to sacrifice what you love most, to gain something bigger or something more.

Life is a road, there are many obstacles and bumps that you have to get through. To reach the end of your journey, there will be friends, you have to left behind, but there are more to come and meet as you move forward. Every once in a while, there will be choices you have to make, which path you will take. We can never know which road is the right path for us unless we are threading on it. I am sure there will be moments, when we will regret the path we have chosen, but it doesn't mean that we can not choose another road to take. 

Sometimes, we could turn our backs from the path we have chosen, to choose another path again, and start over. But there are some people who will still go down the path they have chosen, even though it is dark and lonely. To be brave, you must stand for what you have chosen and see to it that you will reach the end of the road, no matter how dark, lonely and scary it is. No one but yourself will help you decide which road to take , which path to thread. You have to believe in yourself that the road you will take, is the road that will take you to the place you wanted to be. So be wise and be patient for every choices you will make, be careful for the path you will take, because it is up to you and you alone, if you have the guts and courage to choose from the two-way road.

Diary (August 22-29)

Dear diary,

               I am in trouble, I just started doing this project yesterday, and so far there are a lot of essays I have yet to write, because of this stupid procrastinating. I have been lazy to do my blog, but thank god that I am good under pressure and while I’m writing here at this diary, I have already finish all of the essay I needed, those that left are the flash news, I already have a story, I just need another one, I also need a Biography, an essay about my life in NCBA, a speech, and another free essay of mine, then I am done. So diary, let us finish this conversation quickly, aside from my troubles there are nothing much that happened this week, aside from the fact that I had to stand on the weighing scale to see If I lost any weight this week .

              Diary, congratulate me, for I have lose 5 kilos in 2 weeks, I just have to lose more at the end of December, then I could stop buying my herbal life products. To be honest, this products are pricey, they better help me lose some weight, I am trying my best not to eat a lot and not to eat junk foods and drink soft drinks, so far I think it’s working, since I already lost 5 kilos, I hope to lose more next week, so I may have to start jogging every morning.

                                                                                                                                     xoxo

                                                                                                                                   Katrina

ESSAY COLLECTION (1)

Discovering Myself

         I discovered myself through all of my pain, struggles, experiences, and achievements. I have discovered myself through the people around me and a part of me. I loved my God since my parents introduced him to me, and to fully love God and the people around me is that, I have to love myself first. If I love myself, I will know what I hate, and I hate the smell of cigarettes, I hate the type of people who doesn’t take care of themselves, who drink too much alcohol and be abusive to other people, those who uses drugs and kill people, then blame the drugs for what they have done, I hate those who bully others just to prove to themselves that they are powerful and dominating than others, those people who makes fun of other people’s flaws and disabilities just because they’re different, and most of all, I hate the type of person who doesn’t keep their words and promises.

          I have discovered myself through my achievements, for all my struggles of battling my inner-self every day for the decisions I have to make, either good or bad, but the thought most fulfilling is that, I have won my battles not by myself, but with the help of my family, my friends, and my faith to God, without them, I would have succumb to the dark embrace of depression and loneliness. For I have discovered the source of my pain, and that is my pride, and where there is pain, there is love, for I have found my strength in knowing my weakness, and that is my family, my friends, and to my God. For they have accepted me, as I have finally accepted myself.

EULOGY (SPEECH 2)

For the late President of NCBA

         I dedicate this speech for the late President of National College of Business and Arts, Mr. Cesar Menez. I never knew Mr. Menez and now, I never will. Some of my classmates and I only found out of his passing months after it happened, and we only knew this news because of professor told us to make this eulogy for him. I never knew him personally and I will always remember him for the fact that he was once a President of this school, and nothing more, which saddens me. Although he is just the late president for me and nothing more, but for some people, he was someone, a very important person, a husband, a father, a friend, and a mentor. According from the staff and employees from this school who knew him, he is a very private and an introvert of a person, he was an approachable person, he was strict but kind and he really cared for his employees and subordinates,  and he was well-loved by them.

          Mr. Menez studied at San Beda College, he was the husband of Mrs. Cory Menez. It was really sad to think, that some of the students here at NCBA did not have a chance to see and meet him personally, and that includes me. If I ever met him, I am sure that I will be one of those people who idolized him and love him. Even though I did not know him, he has my respect as a student and also the respect of my fellow classmates here at this class. He will be remembered for all of his achievements, his mistakes, his compassion, but most of all, he will be remembered by those people whose lives he had touched, those people he had shown compassion, and the students he had mentored to be an upstanding citizen of this country. Mr. Cesar Menez, may you rest in peace.

FEATURE STORY

Horror Manga Before VS Today

I love to read novel, but I also love to read Japanese comics or “Manga”, especially the shoujo and yaoi genre. But there are days when I got bored with shoujo and yaoi, that I seek different types of mangas. So, one day I decided to try the dark side of mangas or the Horror genre. I realized that there are not a lot of Horror mangas compared to shoujo, and only few are very good and interesting, but it did open my eyes for the great and classical horrors  that we can’t see most these days, especially with the current horror genre.

Corpse Party: Blood Covered

I am very, VERY disappointed with the current horror mangas today, especially to those authors that think, blood everywhere would be scary enough, and what the HELL is with the clothing of the characters these days? Is it scary to see high school students with their skirts almost non-existent? And come on, their breast? What’s up with those? So annoying. Here is a example:  

This is the manga titled “Corpse Party” I have only read the first 2 chapters, but it’s about a group of friends who wanted to stay friends forever so they stayed at the end of school to tell ghost stories to scare themselves, after that, they tried this “Sachiko ever after” charm which would make their friendship bond go stronger, because apparently some of them are going to leave the group. Then an earthquake happened out of nowhere, and the group got divided and started looking for their missing friends. Apparently they are in a different dimension called “nirvana” where Heavenly Host still exists and is haunted by the ghosts of the school's murdered children. The students try to figure out the truth behind the mystery of the cursed school, in order to find their way home and try to survive the shadowy forces that haunt the school.

Let us tackle about the old and classical horror manga. I love them, they don’t need much blood or dialogue, the drawing itself is scary and creepy enough to make me not want to turn off the lights in my room. My favorite Horror manga are made by Junji Ito and the father of Horror manga, Umezu Kazuo. I really love their works. Here are their Best works:

uzumaki

Junji Ito's "Uzumaki" is about a curse town, hunted by the "spiral". In this story, some people get obssesed with anything related to spiral, or some weird things happened in a form of it. I love this manga, this is the first manga of Ito that I have read, at first, it was confusing, then disturbing, then brilliant. If you want to see people turning into snails, talking babies, blood-sucking pregnant women, people with holes on their faces, typhoon falling in love, a stalker zombie, then I recommend this manga to you!

God's left hand, Devils right hand

  God's left hand, Devils right hand is one of the classics by Umezu Kazuo. It's about a boy named Shuu, who has supernatural abilities he uses to save his family and friends. What I like the most about this manga, is the thought of a child having the abilities of a god and a devil on either side of his body, the left hand with the ability to heal, and the right hand to banish evil. The manga is a little bit confusing at first, but mostly it's creepy, but what makes this manga special is that, you just can't stop reading it even though it's creepy and disturbing. If you don't believe me, you could try reading it yourself.

whispering woman

yami no koe

AUTOBIOGRAPHY

Past, Present and Future Me

          

           My parents named Katrina. I am raised to be an obedient, God-fearing and polite child. I am raised in a loving and caring family who encourages me to try new things and to explore my limitations and boundaries. As I grew up, whenever I wanted to try something new, my parents would be supportive and encouraging. When I wanted to try painting, they bought me a full set of coloring materials. When I wanted to try playing the piano, my parents bought a keyboard. They enrolled me to good schools, so that, I could have a good education. They raised me to work hard in my studies and to the activities and hobbies I had decided to take up, to be grateful for all the blessings that God gave me and to my family.

         

            Upon entering college and deciding which university to apply to, my mother has been my constant moral support, she would come along with me to show support while I’m taking my entrance exams in Manila. They did not force me to take any courses that I didn’t want to, they were supportive when I told them that I wanted to take Physical Therapy, which is for 5 years. I finished a whole year of that course and shifted to AB English, my parents were okay with the transferring, because they saw how much I was struggling with my transportation from Bulacan to Manila, and how early my classes are.

          

             Now, I am happy with my course AB English, I’m in my third year now and my grades are great, which makes my parents both happy and proud. I am still trying to learn new things, like knitting and learning other languages like French. When I can finally graduate in college, I would find a job where I could learn, discover and explore new things, since I love to read. I would like to do something I am good at for my job, so I am considering a job in the Publishing Industry, either as a Commissioning Editor or as a Copy editor. This is how I am raised and this is how I wanted my life to be.

TRAVELOGUE (2)

Family Vacation in Tagaytay

This 2015, my parents decided to go out of town, so they assigned me to search some places but to make sure that its near Bulacan, I was excited with this task and the thought of “Out of Town” since we have never done that before.

We decide to go to tagaytay, then of course, my parents assigned me to look for Hotels that we’re going to accommodate, again, I was really excited with the thought. I made sure to choose affordable Hotels, so I settled with One Tagaytay Hotel, because they have a spa and a club, which is a MUST for my parents. But of course, I am not going to settle down with just any room, especially when I found out that there is a discount for the PENTHOUSE,  I immediately told my parents about the penthouse and convinced them, and thanked my lucky stars when they approved.

We left early that day, to make sure we won’t be late for the check in. when we arrive at the hotel, my first thought about the place is that “This is it?”, because the building was simple, but when we enter the place, WOW, it’s really elegant and the atmosphere is friendly and comfortable.  On our way up to our room, we almost got lost because we can’t find our floor room, fortunately we did.

 

When we entered the Penthouse, I was really excited and elated, the place looks like an elegant condo. Of course me and my brother hurriedly pick the room we’re going to sleep in, we chose the room with T.V and with its own bathroom.

After lunch, we decided to go to the picnic grove for sightseeing, the temperature is okay, I guess, not too hot and not too cold. My brother and I also tried our dream of riding some horses, at first we were excited, then after 10 minutes of just walking around in circles while the afternoon sun shine down on us,  kind of evaporates the fun, especially when I looked at the horses, I’m glad they let me ride a 

horse that compliments my big stature, but it was really hot that time and I felt really bad for the horse because of the heat and my weight, so I told my parents and some staff that I want to get down because I’m bored now, and told them to go at the Sky Ranch instead.

TRAVELOUGE (1)

   My Vacation at Antique

     

      It was on May of 2014, when my parents decided to go home to their hometown province for a vacation, it’s been years since we last saw our relatives in Antique, and they mostly wanted to visit this new resort near their hometown, which is called Siraan Hotspring and Health Resort.

     

Siraan Hotspring and Health Resort

The place was great, it was really spacious and really elegant looking, but what I loved the most about the place is their Natural HOTSPRING, its natural because the place is near a crater, but
don’t worry it’s inactive. The place is really relaxing and my nieces and nephews were really having fun, there’s a moment when they didn’t even want to come up from the pool to eat.

After lunch, the adults decided to visit the neighboring island of the resort called Siraan Island. The Island was so beautiful, with its white sand and clear waters, especially the peacefulness of the place since we’re the only ones at the island.

The great thing about this island is that the government owns it, that is why the place is peaceful and untouched, because only few people knows this place and they are mostly the locals.

Swimming on the islands sparkly clean ocean was AMAZING! the temperature was right, its shallow, so you could easily see the corals. I was really amazed by this place, and grateful that there are no people besides my family and relatives, I really enjoyed this Island.

                                               

Kalachuchi Trees

Aside from the Islands's clear water, is the inside of the Island itself, upon entering the Island, there are ALOT of Kalachuchi trees aligned on either side of your path, so it feels like walking on a park, I really loved the flowers of the Kalachuchi trees, aside from its pure white- colored flowers are their fragrant smell, my mom said that it would be nice to have our own Kalachuchi tree at home. 

I hope that someday, I could go back to that Island, and I hope that it would still be as beautiful as it was, the day I first visited it and if that day comes, I'm hoping that I would be with someone where I could spend the night with at the Island, to look and gaze at the stars.

To be a President

          

          A President is an elected head of a republican state, it means that people elected you to lead them, for they have trust in you. To be a president, is to have compassion for your people, especially for the poor and less-privileged, to be just and has strong conviction for what you are fighting for.

          

          If I were to be a president, I would build big houses in every city where beggars, street kids and abandoned people will be put to be taken care of. This houses will help educate the street kids, give jobs to the beggars or teach them simple crafts to sell, and for the abandoned old people to be taken care of comfortably.

          

        I completely agree with President Duterte’s view about justice and equality by “Retribution”, for I too, believe in the saying “An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth”. If I were to be a president, I want the criminals, who have done grave crimes to be punished the same way they have committed it, of course, with the exception for those who have killed in self-defense. To be a president, is to be level-headed, to be moral and forgiving, for I am against President Duterte’s decision of giving the police a shoot to kill order for the drug pushers , for he or anyone has no right to kill, because if they do, they are no different to those criminals in jail.