The statue of Dr. Jose Rizal When I was a child, it was standing in the middle of school, rain or shine. Maybe it was a robot, because I didn't know who this rebel was. It was either not moving or moving.

At the shore While walking, I observed that the view was very beautiful and I took off my slippers. I felt the pleasure in my feet as if I felt the small fine sands. I didn't realize that I had gone too