History repeats itself.

"For I am here whispering the tenderness of freedom and democracy... I am everywhere...I am you!"


August 5, 2009.

Today, the nation I had lost hope in ever recovering form its incurable sickness has just witnessed history.

And in every tear we shed today, every emotion we let out, we have been called as one nation, to stand up and find the cure to our sickness.

I wasn't born by the time, Mrs. Corazon Aquino had ben elected as a president here in the Philippines. In fact, I didn't even care about anything involving the government, past or present.
But after reading several old history books, i have seen and understood the significance of everything involving the government. Martial Law during 1972 proved to be the hardest thing this country could ever receive.

Until now, nobody has ever forgotten what happened during those times, especially the assassination of Benigno Aquino husband, of the late Cory. Philippines was full of anger and emotion during the funeral of Mr. Aquino, now it seems that the anger has been replaced by love and faith that has bonded us Filipinos, realizing the significance of mrs. Aquino's love and loyalty to this country.

I, as a young 14-year old child with not much understanding in this world, wore a yellow ribbon yesterday, to support DEMOCRACY and FREEDOM she has given us through faith and love. I always keep that in mind.

I saw her personally when I was in my freshman year when she visited the school for some...occasion I forgot about. She was wearing her yellow attire and was very simple and humble in every word and action she expressed. Although I didn't see the significance of that, I always keep that smiling picture of her in my mind.

And today, I had taken the time to write what I have seen right through my own eyes, the love of this nation. I had realized that this nation can still get up and be healed from its sickness if we all know how to give respect to each other and have faith in the Lord.

I am Filipino. And I am proud to be called one. Thank you Tita Cory, for bringing back hope to my own heart.