Aurum: ASLAG

agyu mu

Jamel Aaron Dauz

Makapagal mu rin ing pane mimisip minsan Balamu reng problema ala lang katapusan Pero bakit agyang makanita pa man Akwa mu pang mayli, agyang atsu king kasakitan Abe, sabi da pin salese mu rin balang aldo Agyang masakit ing bie, Ali na buring sabyan masakit mu rin mangarap. Agyu mu yan! Ing tiwala ku keka, angga-angga. Ayntinjan ku na mapagal na ka Pero ali ka sana malalako pag-asa Paynawa ka pa, agyang saguli mu Bang ing nanumang problema, alalagpasan mu, agyu mu!

AVENUES

Miro Raphael Salunga

Ialwayslikedto seemedlikepile theriverwhichc Streamcolorsbl movingforward,thecrystallinewaterseemed threatenedtoalwaysbetaintedbyshadows. Then,asyougoon,theblackstream losesthefogwhichembracesitsbody. Andtheworld’sbleaknessturnsmoot; everydayseemstobeabletocontinueitspace. Thebeginningofcleansingmarcheson. Joywillalwaysloomfromthereon.

kalapati pati pati

Gema Rose Simon

Isangibongnakagapos,ang hangarinayliparangkalayaan.

A SMALL GLIMPSE OF THE FUTURE:

An open letter to all Future Nurses B

Giozel Ann Rivera

eforeIenteredthehospital,Ihadvariousfantasiesfabricated inmyhead.IalwaysthoughtthatitwaslikethemedicaldramasIused to watch— that there were dramatic sounds of every artery being clamped, that there was clapping and shouting inside the theater, and that there was the tumultuous sound of kidney stones being placed on the kidney basin. Upon being exposed in the operating room, I noticed thatsurgeonsarenotreallydramaticpeople.Theywillnotactuallytell and explain in detail everything that is happening inside. At a certain point, it amazes me how those things portrayed in the medical drama exactly depict the nonchalance that is going through my mind. I am fascinatedbyhowthescrubnursesknoweveryinstrumentandhandit overtothesurgeonrightbeforeheneedsit.Tomyastonishment,I

painstakinglyobservedthescrubnursehowshehandsoverthecorrect instrument quickly and how she was able to point out the right sterile one without getting confused by the various implements despite their similarities in appearance. At that point, it came to my realm how nursingisnotapassiveroutinejob.Itisnotalwaysthesmellofalcohol and the fragrant breath of newborns that will welcome you, but also soiled diapers, antiseptics, and contaminated formula milk. It is a calling that you have to answer every day. You have to instill in your minds that we have been chosen as instruments of God's love and mercy todealwithandhandle fragile people.Though thereisapartof me that fears the future, I know my God is greater than any of these anxieties and uncertainties. I know my God will see this through until the end. Somehow, after all, it is really mesmerizing to know all these seemingly tiny things—that the instruments were slowly becoming very familiar and less daunting to hold. And everything we learned in lecturesslowlycomestolifeinthehospital.

SO can you

Pearl Angeli Sabal

Flowers find the season for them to bloom.

Birds find the time for them to fly.

And even the moon knows when they are ready to shine.

Just like them, you may still be in the dark. And you may still think that you're not capable of stepping out in the light.

Then stop and bear in mind that, There is no such thing as "perfect time", There is no such thing as "ideal", Because today, you are getting up and will be making the most out of your life.

Today, you shine just like the perfectly bloomed flowers and hopeful birds.

the secrets

Mika Elea Pamintuan

Today is Rojo’s sixth birthday. The long table was filled with gifts of varyingcolorsandsizes,butjustasexpected,Rojoexcitedlyblewhiscakefirst. It'snotthecakethathe’sreallymostexcitedabout;it'stheflameofthecandle. EversinceRojostartedwalking,he’salwaysbeenfascinatedbyfire,and when he learned to talk, he always asked his parents what the secrets of fire were, to which his parents did not know the answer and always gave him random answers. After the singing, greetings, and birthday games, Rojo roamed around the house searching for fires. His first stop is by the grills and barbeques where his father and uncles are cooking meat. He watched as his father fan the grill and how the glowing charcoals started to flame up as his father fan briskly. Rojo screwed his face up in curiosity. He recalls how the flame in his birthday cake’s candle easily went out when he blew it, yet the charcoalflamedupwhenfanned.Astickofbarbequefallsintohishandbefore hecontinueshisinnocentfirehunt.

As he took his first bite of his barbeque, his big brother and his other big cousins ignited some pieces of sparklers. He stared in awe at its bright, colourful flames and sparks. The sparks only lasted a few seconds and eventuallydiedout.thatfirescanbesousual,dazzling,anddaring.

His interest in fires grew even more, which caused him to further stroll around the house to search for fires. Rojo walked around for several minutes until he felt weary and thirsty. He stopped his little fire hunt to drink some refreshment and sat down beside the opening of their gate, looking towards their street. His first few chugs of his orange juice somehow energized him. His eyes wandered around the street and saw one of his aunts puffing a stick of cigarette. Rojo studied his aunt and her cigarette; with every draw his aunt makes, the cigarette’s end glows up. He took a sip of his drink and continued wonderingaboutthestrangenessoffire,thenhurriedlyrantowardtheiryard, embarrassed to be caught staring, as his aunt finished her cigarette. Rojo’s littlefirehuntrevealedthatfirescanbesousual,dazzling,anddaring. Rojoeagerlylookedforhismothertotellhimthesecretsoffire,andwhen he finally saw her, he said, "Ma, I know the secrets of fire!", His mother smiled and let Rojo tell his story. "Fires only light up if you let them.", Rojo explains plainly and proudly, as if it’s the most profound discovery. Although his mother does not actually understand his point, she still nods, smiles, and givesRojoapieceofhisbirthdaycake. 20

Joy engraved herein

Miro Raphael Salunga

The world was once a pit of flames—

As each passing felt like an eternity of torture.

From night and day, never did I rest,

As my scarred body only yearned for the cold.

To drink upon the oasis of happiness,

To rest upon the hammocks of solace;

To listen to the music of harmony, To revel in the uprising of eternity.

Sorrow was never darkness or frigidness,

But a fiery rage which consumed within. And every day became a battle

For survival, for sanity, for a moment’s breath.

Never was I able to dance atop the avenues, Never was I able to climb upon the pedestal; Never was I allowed to ask for a moment to sit

Never was I allowed to deafen myself from the sound.

But like the abrupt ice age of previous endings, I found an enclosure upon endless searching.

Winter seemed to advent below the thicket’s embrace,

And the world seemed like rest, like silence, like joy.

Years of loneliness, of dancing in the flames—

All suddenly ended, as you, the trees came forth.

Flames will never be abolished; Hellfire will always ensue. But you, my enclosure, my resting place, Will never leave as you are the forest Beneath the cold valleys.

And the moment’s rest you have given Is an endless comfort in my heart. A moment’s freedom you have provided Is an eternity of gratefulness. As a moment’s joy in this life of flames Will forever be joy engraved herein.

the day the sun dies

Reign Rose Soriano

This ending may wilt like fallen leaves, but it is as magnificent as the sunbeam basking through the flower fields since everyone has prospered together for growth like the flowers.

Crawling down in vain but the excitement never fades. For countless times he never missed. The ‘consistent’ you wish, he surely is.

ChristopherLambertManuel

Ticking sound like kisses, as if begging for forgiveness Kissed, kissed, and kissed. Bowed, bowed, and lifted. Its tiny ears could hear an ancient beating from the ground where they kept their promise.

Loneliness turns to sheer bliss; bowed to the ground, gave his last kiss. Easy breaths, no regrets as one’s purpose is met. The lizard did it, so can you.

orasan

Donna Angelica Panlican

oras na

Donna Angelica Panlican Ngayon na nga ba?

O may ibang panahong nakatakda sa akin, sa iyo, sa atin?

Iba’t iba nga ang takbo ng oras sa bawat parte ng mundo

Kaya huwag mangamba kung iba-iba ang takbo ng buhay ng bawat isa Mayroong mas maaga, mayroong nahuhuli

Kaya kung tatanungin ulit: oras na ba? Maaaring oo, maaaring hindi Nagkakaiba man, pero ayos pa rin.

Kandilangmasisilabkengbengi Bantangrengmatamanakit. Lamparangdidiretsukenggubat, Lalakadbantangmiluwal Kengemayayaringbengi Nungnontatakutdengsasalpantaya. Kengorasnamabilislalabas, Ingpaniniwalangdatangingaldo Iniing lugudningbawatmetung, Ingemawalansulujangnanuman. Kayakengbawatlalabasabengi, Apamagprosisyunningbulanatbituin Aysasabelarengkandila Pamanaslagdarengmamasangsasalpantaya.

A bench under a Lamppost A bench under a Lamppost

Marco Capati Marco Capati

The dim lights over yonder lampposts on the park served as morsels of hope for this young boy, snuggled in the corners of a bench under its glow. Behind the glimmering shine of the city at night, its shadows clouded the future of people like him. Squandering from place to place, from dumpster to dumpster, with his callous and scathed hands, he scavengedeverynookandcrannyforlittlefoodthatleftthatcanbeseen, just to fill his growling empty stomach to survive. He wasn’t even a tad embarrassed, nor even angry, but a bit more desperate, as this was his way of life every passing day. Some days he would have luck finding a leftover chicken drumstick that still had little bits of meat stuck to the bone;hewouldfeastonenightjusttostarvethenext,butonmostdays,it wouldn’tbeasmuch.Andwhenthosedayspassed,hewouldjustlaybare on the park’s benches, trying to calm his tummy under the solace of the dark midnight, trying to sleep past his hunger. One time, he came across a pair of shoes, bruised up a bit but it could still go for a few more walks, butinoneofthoseshoeslayabookfoldedandshoved.

After that, every night before he closed his eyes, he opened that book, seemingly old and torn in the edges, in there would only be writings. He would go to the brightest spot there is, under a lamppost in the park, and adamantly read the text. He puckered his lips, trying to utter the words written even though he knew almost nothing of what he was reading, but amidst everything he tried. Waking up in the morning, after a stroll for luck for breakfast, he would make his way towards the school and would eavesdrop on the lessons that were taught. Some thought it was foolish of him and an utter waste of time, but his passion to decipher what was in the book became his one and only priority, and he would jot down everything that he felt had a connection to the book. Day in and day out, he would realize the meanings of the sentences that he did not know before—relying onwhathelearnedandwrote,thingsbecameclearer,and hewouldseewhatthebookmeant,andhewouldsleepthenightononeof thebenchesintheparkwithsatisfactiononhislips. A grown-up man visited this bench under the lamppost in the park. Holding a familiar torn-up book in his hands, he touched its rails and reminisced. Fifteen years have already passed since then, and that once greased up, rugged-looking boy is now a successful businessman on his break. With a sigh of relief, he looks back at the bench with soft eyes and walks forward toward the ends of the horizons, still looking for the book's meaning.

lampara paritan

Marianne

Salamanca

Sa iyong kasiyahan ay matataas ang tanglaw ng kinabukasan. Sa iyong paghihirap ay matataguyod ang tanglaw ng kinabukasan.

Suntok sa Buwan Suntok sa Buwan

Parakaninokabumabangon?

Pananawngisanglagpasnasatanghalikunggumising. Ngunitsakabilangbanda,maraminganamangdahilankungpara kaninoakobumabangon.Kahitnanapipilitangharapinangkasaklapang kailangannangbumangon,walaeh,kailangantalaga.

Kaparehasngtanongna“saanmobinubuhosangorasatsiglana mayroonka?”Anghiraptalaga.Alamkona,angsagotaynanditolamang atmalalimnanakahindulossaakingpuso. Lahatnamantayoaymaykani-kaniyangmithiinsabuhay,atalamkong lahatdintayoaysabiknangmakamtamangmgaito.Ngunitnaniniwala rinakonaangbuhayayhindilamangumiikotsamgasarilinating pangarapathigitpariyan.Naniniwalaakonaangbuhayaygalingsa hiningangPoongMaykapalatangbumangonayangpagbabaliknitoSa kanya.Nangtanunginakongakingmgamagulangkunganoanggusto kongmagingkapagakoaytumungtongnasakolehiyo,angsagotkoay magingisangastronaut.Sabinilamasyadongsuntoksabuwanangaking hinahangad,angsagotko’y“subalitganoonnamantalaga,hindiba?

Liza Bianca Tacliad Liza Bianca Tacliad

Pangarapkopoangmasuntokangbuwan.”Hindiitoanggustonilaparasa akinatakoaynanibugho.Anggustonilasaakinaymagingguro,saloobng apatnataongpagtatalo,dumatingnasapuntongsinamahannanilaang DiyossaKanyangtahanan;bagosilapumanawaytinataknilasaakingpuso’t isipanangkarangalanngisangtagapagturo.Iniisipkokungakobaaynaging mabutinganakdahilnaritonaako,malapitnangmagtapossakursong Edukasyontuladnghangarinnilaparasaakin,oakoba’ynagingmasamang anakdahilsinayangkoangmaramingenerhiyanilangpayuhanakoatipilit angkursonggustoko.Inaaminko,ako’ynaginghangaldahilhulinanang nalamankoangpagkadalisayngkanilangpagmamahalsaakin,kayanaman bilangsuklinaritoakongmuliipinagpapatuloyangparangapnila.Ang buhayayhindilamangumiikotsasarilinatingpangarap,minsanang pangarappangmgamahalnatinangmagpapaikotsabuhaynatinupang ipagpatuloyito.

Balikannatin,parakaninongabaakobumabangon?Bumabangonakopara masuntokparinbuwan,‘yonlanghindinabilangisangastronaut,kunghindi bilangbuhaynapangarapngakingmgamagulang.Atmaluwagsaaking kaloobanangikayodito.

Masala ya pa ing Masala ya pa ing Bulan Bulan

Kyla Napo Kyla Napo

Masalayapaingbulan

Atinkapanggabekingmadalumduma dalan Andyangalimebaligtaraningmalan

Alakangkalili,yakuingpaniwalan Pundidoyamaningsulu Ayaninaganmepariningdulu Isa,adwa,atlu Mirasnakaalapamangapulu

Lumakadka,sopandaka Anggakingaslagnaningaldong panibayu Alangtutuknang,milabaskata, taryankeinggamatmu Malapitmanomalaut Bukadkadnongandingkampuput Alatamungaliayabut Bastakayabedaka,alakatang kasambut

In the Pursuit of Starlight In the Pursuit of Starlight

Miro Raphael Salunga Miro Raphael Salunga

Inthepursuitofstarlight,flamesofhope

Mustbesparked.Chasingafterhappiness

Canonlybetrueoncemanhasseenhispath

Tothedestinyittreadsitselfupon. Andthroughthesebillionsofprobabilities, Therearenumerouspathstotruepeace.

Inthepursuitofstarlight,flamesofpassion

Mustrageon.Chasingafterdreams

Canonlybeblissfuloncemanhasseenhiswill Tothedestinywantstoimposehimselfupon.

Andthroughthesecountlesspaths, Someleadtotheendofallthings.

Inthepursuitofstarlight,neverwillitbeeasy. Asonemightlosetheirdetermination—

Inchasinghappiness

Inchasingdreams.

Butapursuitisdifferentfromsimplyone'schase, Astheformerwillsimplyhavethewilltoburn... Foreverandever.

Andalwayswillyoumoveupon Thedestinyyouwanttofulfill... Allinthepursuitofstarlight.

alipatpat alitaptap

DonnaAngelicaPanlican

White Dwarf White Dwarf

Lady Nicole Pag-Ong Lady Nicole Pag-Ong

What's past inferno? What's past inferno?

As I opened the door, a sudden scorching explosion pushed me away. It was a backdraught— an influx of air, setting the fire ablaze. The suddenness of it all hurt so terribly that I crawled my way fartherawayfrommycomfort,oratleastfromwhatitusedtobe. AndIjustwatchedallofitburn,catchingmylifeforeverybreath I take, as the mural of maroon and gray eats my once home away. I tried my best to stand, then contemplated whether to kill the fire or just let it burn. A tiny voice inside my head tells me to go back inside and give it all I've got to douse the fire, but there's a loudervoiceinsidemyhearttellingmenotto.IwouldbelyingifI say it did not strike me with sharp pains, but I find myself guilty because it also felt ... good? Freeing, even. The heavy smoke, my heavy heart, the fiery flames, and my fiery tears— all moving the same,yetmybonesremainedstillandwatcheditallmeltaway.

Mika Elea Pamintuan Mika Elea Pamintuan

Marco Capati Marco Capati

akyat baba tipa manik

TrishaKayeDelaCruz

Take A Peek

Joel Tan Jr.

Look above and peek

It is not bad to fulfill your desire

Open your eyes

Even the rays of sun can’t resist to kiss you

Why? because you ’ re very important

Sit down under the trees and watch the skies

In the morning, the birds will be there, singing a tune for you

In the evening, there are the stars, kindling the darkness

In the dusk, the sun is winking for a goodbye

In the dawn, the sun welcomes you to a whole day of challenges

Live your dream. Live your hopes.

Happiness is not mandated because we live in different stories But still, if you choose to smile, who knows, Maybe the world will smile alongside you.

tanglaw sulu

Gema Rose Simon

Autumn of the Sun

Miro Raphael Salunga

I am but a rested traveler—

As the seasons change From spring to summer; Autumn to winter. December months feel long.

As time shifts

From the warming days

To the coldest nights. The shadows feel relentless. Never was there a resting place For hearts as cold as mine. Strength is but one ’ s greatest notion And principles kept in heart and mind. Moonlight was the only comfort, Snowflakes were my only friend.

And spring to summer was never warmth

But only a lapsing hasting trend.

Weakness was never an option of mine

As through the coldest months should I go by.

Yet autumn cold came in so warm As orange leaves fell upon my head. The hasting seconds once again halted And time perches again over the sunset.

It was all abrupt, you came like maple leaves; My body then felt so heavy.

Heart thawed and eyes opened, The world seemed so bright again.

And even the most frigid hearts Will turn back crimson after a kiss of halting.

Resting bodies pile upon

As realizations only kept coming.

Even among the frozen hearts, No one stands atop eternity. As all souls need to slumber Not in wintertime, But as the sun comes to autumn.

Spring

Lady Nicole Pag-ong

Lately, even though life seems as vast, inexorable, frigid, and tough as glaciers, summer will arrive, and a warm light will findyou.

bulaklak sampaga

Trisha Kaye Dela Cruz

Sunchild

Reign Rose Soriano

Theboonofwarmth,apurposetofulfill

Tosingthehymnofvictory

Tounravelfromuncertaintyandwaywardtrail

Embracingparagonofvisionsontherun

Maythemarigoldsbloomforthedreamers

Potent Sunshine

Joel Tan Jr.

Lethaldespair, Severedepression, Painfulpast, Darkreality, Infectiousboredom, Rigidhopes, Alifefullofflaws, Anightfullofcrows, Rubbishhonesty, Filthyenvy, Can a potent sunshine healitall?

Canweoutshinethismiserablelife?

Canthelightoftruthdevourthecity oflies? Ifyoubelieve,youcanconqueritall.

Ifyouchoosetowakeupandface themall

Tacklethesemischievousdays, Wrestletheboundariesofcraze. Feeltheheatofthepotentsunshine Cleanseyoursoulanddraw boundarieswithaline Bethekingandnotaservant Makesureyourgardenofdreamsis stillverdant

After the Dawn

Diana Mae Micua

Clockisringing,timetowakeupbuddy Sunisrising,getupnowsweetie Takeasipofthecoffee,getdressed,andbeready Strikingsunlight,indicationofanewday Steponoutside,seethelight,andfaceyourfate Movelikeleavesdancingwithwindandwaitfor somethinggreat

Toughdaysmaycome

Thingsmaygetrough Hopelesstimesmaypass Whispersofnegativitymighthear Butneverturnyourback Remainsteadfastandbreakthewallsoffear Youmightstruggle,butneverletyourselffalldown Likethesunappearingafterthedawn,riseandshine Keepgoing,keepgrowing!

pagsikat ng araw pamanaslag ning aldo

Marianne Salamanca

Lady Nicole Pag-ong Cockrow

Youmaybethebiggeststar,yetyourlightmaynot alwaysshine. Butjustlikewheneverthesunawakensyouasitkisses yourskinthroughyourwindowinthemorning,there willalwaysbeatimeforyoutorisetoo.

Samgagabinganglamigayhindimainda Angpagsikatngarawangsiyangpahinga

Litratu ng Erica Perez

kape Christopher Lambert Manuel

Right Side of the Bed

Time flew by so fast; I couldn’t believe that another year would be over. But at the same time, on a confusing note, I just want to close thischapterofmylife.Andit’sokaytofeelthatway.

A lot has happened this year. At times, I’m at the top of the world and thankful that I got up with a lot of drive in me. But there are days when I take a nosedive and wake up on the wrong side of the bed, and that’s okay. Some days are just a plateau; that’s fine too.

Since I have realized and been told by other people that you don’t have to always do extraordinary things to make your presence knowntotheworld,livingisenough,andthat’swhatmatters.

Donna Angelica Panlican

Dwellingonthehappiestoftimesandtheroughestoftimesisfine, but we don’t have to focus on them too much, or it might be more of a setback than a motivation to move forward. We should acknowledge that normal days are, in fact… normal. And that doesn’tmakeusalessofaperson,butratheragentlereminderfor usthatwearestillpushingthroughlife. Withalloftheseinmind,Ihopethat,likeme,you’llbeabletowake upontherightsideofthebedmoreoften.

Sanakakapagodatmahabang paglalakbay,saakinparin nakasalalayangmaliwanagna kinabukasan.

Litratu ng Erica Perez

Give Up

Crystal Anne Mallari

Thisisyoursigntogiveup. It’sthefirstdayoftheyear,andyou’vecreatedtheperfectplanforhow youwantyouryeartobe.You’vegotalonglistofgoalsandresolutions. Youhavealltheenergy,passion,andcouragetotry,learn,anddiscover newthings.You’reclaimingthisyearisgoingtobeyours.

It’s now the last day of the year, and all you have are unreached goals, failed resolutions, and unmet expectations. Nothing’s been checked off thelistofgoalsandresolutionsyoumadeatthestartoftheyear. Astheyearends,itistheperfecttimetogiveup. Giving up does not mean weakness or failure. Giving up means acknowledging your limitations and knowing when to stop. Giving up doesnotmeanitistheend.Givingupmeansthatyouarenowreadyto letgoofwhatyoucannotchangeandtobeginagain.

- Donna Angelica Panlican AssociateEditor-in-Chief "Tanging

"Hindi

Crystal Anne Mallari

pamilya ko na katumbas ay pagbangon para patuloy na abutin ang pangarap. Ika nga ni Carmelo Anthony mayroon tayong dalawang choices tuwing umaga; una ay 'continue to sleep with your dreams' o 'wake up and chase them'"

- Noly King Ivor de Guzman SeniorEditor

the end of the day, gabi na. Kapag gabi na, 'di na masyadong maliwanag Kaya need ko talaga bumangon kasi baka abutan ako ng dilim and mahirap na abutin ang pangarap kapag madilim na. Pero most of the time, bumabangon talaga ako para 'di mapagalitan kay mama"

- Mika Elea Pamintuan Literary&CultureEditor

"Maraming mga kadahilanan, ngunit iisa ang patutunguhan, sa dami ng taong tumatayo bawat araw para lamang batiin ang umaga, mga taong sige na lumalakad, nagmamatyag, gumagawa, masinsinang tinatahak ang kanilang bawat landas, mga taong nakakabanggaan natin sa daanan, mapa-kamag-anak man o kakilala, mga taong nagbabakasakali, nagdarasal, nangangarap na abutin ang animo’y mga kislap ng bituing matayog na nagniningning sa langit, mapa mga magulang natin na sige sa paggising sa umaga para makapaghanda ng pritong itlog at hotdog mayroong maipanglaman lamang sa ating tiyan, mga drayber ng jeep na madilim palang ay nasa likod na ng manibela, maihatid ka lamang sa iyong patutunguhan, mga manggagawang Pilipino, nakauniporme man o naka-simpleng pangtrabaho, na maaga pa lamang ay nakahanda nang magbanat ng buto ngayong araw Siya, sila, tayo, na bawat pagputok ng bukang-liwayway, kasama ang mga ito sa ating paggising sa animo’y araw-araw na rutina ng ating pagkatao Iba’t iba man kung tutuusin, sapagkat tayong lahat ay namumukod-tangi na mga nilalang, ngunit iisa ang ating layunin na lahat ay bumabangon para sa mailagay sa ayos ang kinabukasan."

- Marco Capati FeatureEditor

"Bumabangon ako kasi marami pa raw ako kakainin na bigas."

- Reign Rose Soriano NewsEditor

- Pearl Angeli Sabal OpinionEditor

"Bumabangon ako para patayin ang alarm at matulog ulit."

- Lady Nicole Pag-Ong ScienceEditor

"Sa ingay ng mga hindi matahimik na agam-agam at saloobing patuloy na gumigising sa hindi mapakaling diwa, nariyan ang panibagong araw na pumipilit pa ring magpatuloy sa gabay nitong liwanag."

- Kyla Napo SportsEditor

"I wake up so I can sleep. It’s a literal cycle and honestly, it’s my main goal every day. In this fast track world, sleep is the only constant."

- Valerie Gael Dimarucot DevelopmentCommunicationEditor

"Bumabangon ako para mapagod at humiga ulit."

"Bumabangon ako upang magising sa katotohanan at masilayan ang liwanag ng bawat kinabukasang sa akin ay nag-aabang."

- Joel Tan Jr. SeniorCorrespondent

"Ang hirap naman sagutin. Marami eh, pero higit sa lahat bumabangon ako para gumising."

- Liza Bianca Tacliad SeniorCorrespondent

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"Tama, magastos ang mabigo, pero mas magastos ang hindi pagbangon. Bumangon para sa sarili, para sa iba, at higit sa lahat, para sa bayan."

- Christian Gener Buenaventura SeniorCorrespondent

Sa bawat pangarap na sing taas ng bituin, ang bawat araw ay aking inaalay Sa bawat pagdilat ng mata ay nakatingin lamang sa ilaw ng gabi, at sa bawat pagbangon ay nagtataglay ng ngiti at determinasyon. Ang kinabukasan na langit ay unti-unting lalapitan, hanggang sa paglipas ng mundong tinutuluyan."

- Miro Raphael Salunga JuniorCorrespondent

Crystal Anne Mallari

rystal Anne Mall

" Bumabangon ako sapagkat likas sa isang tao ang bumangon sa araw-araw. Higit pa riyan, nagiging kasiya-siya ang mamulat sa umaga kung ang bubungad sa iyo ay panibagong balangkas ng kwentong hinimay upang maging natatangi at nag-iisa."

- Faith Dela Peña JuniorCorrespondent

"Para sa mga responsibilidad ko sa bahay at bilang isang estudyante. Bumabangon din ako dahil kailangan. Kasi kung hindi ako babangon, sermon ni mama magiging umagahan ko."

- Diana Mae Micua JuniorCorrespondent

"Ako'y bumabangon upang masila ang aking kinabukasan. Ang akin kinabukasan na hindi ko tiyak an patutunguhan. Gayunpaman, hindi man tiyak, ito parin ay aking pinanabikan dahil sa kagustuhang ito'y makamtan."

"Bumabangon kahit mahirap, may takot, at kawalan ng kasiguraduhan. Ito ang aking depinisyon ng katapangan, dala ang pangarap at pag-asang may liwanag sa buhay na sa akin ay naka abang."

- Danianna Marie Musni JuniorCorrespondent

- Gwen Vinuya JuniorCorrespondent

- Marielle Fernandez GraphicsArtist

"Bumabangon ako dahil gusto kong malaman anong istorya ang maiilalagay sa aking pahina."

ang kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan. Batid ko man na ang karamihan ay nakalimutan na ang kanilang mga tungkulin para sa bayan, nagpupursige ako na balang araw makakamit natin ang pagbabago na magbibigay oportunidad para sa susunod na henerasyon na mamuhay na may magandang kinabukasan. Periodt."

- Trisha Kaye Dela Cruz SeniorCartoonist

"Bumabangon ako para gumawa ng art commission. Lagi akong gumigising nang maaga at nag pupuyat sa gabi Dahil sa sobrang tapang ko, malapit ko nang makita si San Pedro."

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al Anne Mallari

- Christopher Lambert Manuel JuniorCartoonist

JuniorCartoonist

Gema Rose Simon

"Bumabangon ako dahil gusto ko."

"Ako, bumabangon ako para sa utang. Utang sa umaga, utang sa tanghali, utang sa meryenda at utang sa gabi. Sa sobrang tapang ko, kahit di ko utang binabayaran ko. Dahil ~~ babaon na tayo, lulubog na tayo~~"

"Ay bumabangon kayo? Syempre biro lang. Bumabangon ako para maging Rehistradong Nars sa hinaharap. Bumabangon ako upang makapagbahagi ng tulong sa bayan, lalong-lalo na sa mga mamamayang nasa malalayong lugar na walang kakayahang magpakonsulta ng kanilang kalusugan Nais kong maging daan upang mas lalo nilang maintindihan ang kahalagahan ng pag-aalaga sa kalusugan."

"Bumabangon ako para sakanya "

"Bumabangon ako upang patayin ang electric fan dahil malamig siya."

Crystal Anne Mallari

- Jesel Crizza Mae Jamig SeniorLayoutArtist

- Ashley Rud Cris Robosa SeniorLayoutArtist SeniorLayoutArtist

- Aldrin John Abraham

- Giozel Ann Rivera SeniorLayoutArtist

"Hindi naman dapat ako babangon kaso sobrang ingay ng kapitbahay, marites pa more!"

- Antonette Serrano JuniorLayoutArtist

"Bumabangon ako para sa aking sinta, ano ba ang meron sa iyo? kapag nakikita ka, bumabagal ang mundo? 'Pag ngumingiti ka, para bang may iba, 'Pag tumitingin sa 'kin, mapupungay mong mga mata, wala akong takas sa nakakalunod mong ganda."

"Sabi kasi ni mama bangon na, mataas na raw yung araw... wala pa nga ’ ng alas siyete.."

"Ayaw ko nang bumangon"

- Alfred Lauren Camacho

Photojournalist

Photojournalist

- Erica Perez

- Marianne Salamanca JuniorLayoutArtist

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