For how long will you tolerate these?
It’s inspiring when old women come up to you while marching and tell you, “Tuloy lang kayo mga anak, ipagdarasal namin kayo.” Or when people from their houses and apartment buildings clap and cheer you on. Or when people in their vehicles open their car windows and raise their fist in support. Or when military men secretly come up to you and whisper, “‘Wag kayong susuko, malapit na rin kaming bumigay,” (although that didn’t happen). Or when you are endlessly showered with confetti made from torn-up telephone directories. It’s inspiring especially when sometimes you hear people within your social circle putting you down and the things you do with their total aversion of mass actions. Nevermind that it was a long three hour long march under the torrid heat of the sun. Or that we had to dodge and run from police barricades.
I don’t think it was all for nothing. It was a step in the right direction. Tolerance simply allows for more plundering and cheating. Sure let us go on with our daily lives. But that should not mean that we will just bow down and surrender to prevailing status quos, especially if we know there is something wrong.

I’m sorry for the cynicism, pero this made it look that you got motivated by the attention you got from people more than the cause it self.
if you really think that youre fighting for a good cause.. go for it…
may one year na siguro akong bumibista sa blog mo. at nakita ko na marami na rin sa mga pinaniniwalaan mo noon ang nagbago. nakakatuwa alang basahin yung mga dati mong post na nagtatanong siguro ngayon unti-unti mo nang nasasagot. ang masasabi ko lang ay: tuloy lang. gud lak sa lahat ng endeavors mo.
bakit ba kayo nag marcha. di ko ma gets kasi..
its a shame how people become so apathetic these days…buti na lang there are still those who try and make a difference despite what people say against this kind of movements…
keep it up..
CMC emergency meeting tomorrow. See text messages of your friends for details. Please pass.
Let’s fight oppression!
***I’m the thesis girl who asked for help*** and I think I should share too. I’m afraid for our future. I haven’t tasted free life and liberty (If there’s such thing) and I’m confided in these walls called HIGH SCHOOL. I can hear the news and nothing but these news and they’re no “new” to us. Now I’m scared.