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Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Letter from an Unborn Child 10 August
Hi, Mommy.
I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
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.
.
.
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Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
SO TOUCHING ISN'T IT?
I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few
weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up. You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't
wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! ...He wasn't happy, Mommy. He kind of got angry. I don't think that you noticed, but he did. He started to talk about something called wedlock, and money, and bills, and stuff I don't think I understand yet. You were still happy, though, so it was okay. Then he did something scary, Mommy. He hit you. I could feel you fall backward, and your hands flying up to protect me. I was okay... but I was very sad for you. You were crying then, Mommy. That's a sound I don't like. It doesn't make me feel good. It made me cry, too. He said sorry after, and he hugged you again. You forgave him, Mommy, but I'm not sure if I do. It wasn't right. You say he loves you... why would he hurt you? I don't like it, Mommy.
Finally, you can see me! Your stomach is a little bit bigger, and you're so proud of me! You went out with your mommy to buy new clothes, and you were so so so happy. You sing to me, too. You have the most beautiful voice in the whole wide world. When you sing is when I'm happiest. And you talk to me, and I feel safe. So safe. You just wait and see, Mommy. When I am born I will be perfect just for you. I will
make you proud, and I will love you with all of my heart.
I can move my hands and feet now, Mommy. I do it because you put your hands on your belly to feel me, and I giggle. You giggle, too. I love you, Mommy.
Daddy came to see you today, Mommy. I got really scared. He was acting funny and he wasn't talking right. He said he didn't want you. I don't know why, but that's what he said. And he hit you again. I got angry, Mommy. When I grow up I promise I won't let you get hurt! I promise to protect you. Daddy is bad. I don't care if you think that he is a good person, I think he's bad. But he hit you, and he said he didn't want us. He doesn't like me. Why doesn't he like me, Mommy?
You didn't talk to me tonight, Mommy. Is everything okay?
It's been three days since you saw Daddy. You haven't talked to me or touched me or anything since that. Don't you still love me, Mommy? I still love you. I think you feel sad. The only time I feel you is when you sleep. You sleep funny, kind of curled up on your side. And you hug me with your arms, and I feel safe and warm again. Why don't you do that when you're awake, any more?
I'm 21 weeks old today, Mommy. Aren't you proud of me? We're going somewhere today, and it's somewhere new. I'm excited. It looks like a hospital, too. I want to be a doctor when I grow up, Mommy. Did I tell you that? I hope you're as excited as I am. I can't wait.
...Mommy, I'm getting scared. Your heart is still beating, but I don't know what you are thinking. The doctor is talking to you. I think something's going to happen soon. I'm really, really, really scared, Mommy. Please tell me you love me. Then I will feel safe again. I love you!
Mommy, what are they doing to me!? It hurts! Please make them stop! It feels bad! Please, Mommy, please please help me! Make them stop!
.
.
.
.
.
Don't worry Mommy, I'm safe. I'm in heaven with the angels now. They told me what you did, and they said it's called an abortion.
Why, Mommy? Why did you do it? Don't you love me any more? Why did you get rid of me? I'm really, really, really sorry if I did something wrong, Mommy. I love you, Mommy! I love you with all of my heart. Why don't you love me? What did I do to deserve what they did to me? I want to live, Mommy! Please! It really, really hurts to see you not care about me, and not talk to me. Didn't I love you enough? Please say you'll keep me, Mommy! I want to live smile and watch the clouds and see your face and grow up and be a doctor. I don't want to be here, I want you to love me again! I'm really really really sorry if I did something wrong. I love you!
I love you, Mommy.
SO TOUCHING ISN'T IT?
Credits: Ang naturang akda ay mula sa isang post sa Facebook. Sadyang kinopya ang akda at pinost sa site na ito bilang suporta na rin sa lumalalang kaso ng abortion sa Pilipinas. Mangyaring lamang kontakin ang blog administrator sa anumang copyright claims.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Pinoy Party Photography 15 December
Tayong mga Pinoy ay nakagawian na yata talaga ang kumuha ng mga litrato. Mula pagkapanganak, nung nag-birthday, nag-gradweyt, nung ikinasal, first family reunion hanggang sa huling hantungan ay may mga litrato na nakalagay sa photo album na hindi mo mawari kung ilang henerasyon nang pinagpasa-pasaan.
Buti na lang at nauso na ang mga digital camera at unlimited na ang pagkuha ng mga litrato. Hindi na kailangang bumili ng film. At hinidi na rin yung photo album ang kailangang ipasa sa bawat henerasyon dahil bawat miyembro ng pamilya at maging mga kapitbahay mo ay may kopya na nung mga moments niyo. Isang log-in lang at kita na sa buong mundo ang pagmumukha mo.
Pero paano mo masisiguro na pang-Pinoy Photography yung kuha mong litrato? Simple lang, sundin lamang ang mga sumusunod na tips.
TIP #1: Bago tuluyang sumabak sa walang humpay na pagkuha ng litrato, pag-isipan muna kung ito talaga ang gusto mo. Dahil kailangan mong maniwala sa kasabihang, “The photographer is always out of the picture”.
TIP #2: Kunan ng litrato ang mga pagkain. Ito ay hindi para magkaroon ng remembrance sa party kundi para magkaroon ng alaala sa kinatay na baboy at manok na pinatsibug sa mga tao.
TIP #3: Kung wala kang magawa, kunan din ng litrato yung plato mo. Para makita ng lahat na konti lang nakain mo dahil sa kakukuha ng mga litrato sa mamantikang mga mukha at labi nila.
TIP #4: Importante sa lahat ay kunan ng litrato yung mga celebrant. 'Yung may kaarawan ang kunan mo, hindi yung mga bisita. Kung kasalan, siyempre kunan ng litrato yung mga ikinasal. Pero kung lamay ang pinuntahan mo, aba, magdalawang isip ka muna kung kukunan mo ng litrato yung patay.
TIP #5: Sa mga birthday celebration, kunan ng litrarto yung cake, malay mo magpapatayo ka pala ng bakeshop mo at least my mga sample photos ka na kapag nagkataon.
TIP #6: Sa mga kasalan, kunan ng litrato yung lamesa kung saan nakapatong ang mga regalo. Pero kung kaunti lang ang regalo, huwag na lang baka magalit pa yung ikinasal kasi my magpapaalala sa kanila sa kaunti lang natanggap nilang regalo.
TIP #7: Kahit hinidi ka na mag-upgrade ng camera, pagtiyagaan mu na lang yung cellphone camera mo na 0.8 megapixel. Hindi rin naman ikaw yung kukunan ng litrato eh.
TIP #8: Huwag kunan ng litrato ang sarili, baka makunan ka.
TIP #9: Mas maganda kung panay stolen shot. Para makakuha ng mga ebidensiya kung sino ang pinakamalakas kumain, pinakapangit kung hindi nakangiti at mga nagbabaon ng supot.
TIP #10: Siguraduhing naka-charge yung camera. Mahirap ang ma-low battery baka tawagin ka pang kill joy.
