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satisfy ER “In order to reach the O triumph, it is a must to observe proper discipline in training be- cause practice makes perfect and through there hindrances, it should not stop our drive in sports or in our dreams”.

sports Mañebo settled the STCAA Gymnastics Tournament Jorich Manebo, Grade 11 Ac- Manebo said in an interview countancy and Business Manage- In addition, she also said that ment (ABM) student, showcase her talent in Gymnastics that she can frequently training with proper dis- surpass the STCAA tournament cipline and always prayed to God are the key to success. Manebo was qualified for Southern Tagalog Calabarzon Ath- Balayan Senior High School letic Association or STCAA in Gym- molded Manebo that she became nastic tournament. well disciplined and dedicated in the field of sports. She said that believing in one self and believing that you can \"Natuto akong makisama sa serves as her foundation to win the tournament. ibang tao, maging sportsmanship \"Masaya ako at the same time matalo man o manalo dapat hindi din amo makapaniwala sa dami ng nakalaban, nanalo pa din\" kailangan tanggapin natin kase ga- nun naman talaga sa laro\"

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sports bbaranrenyseayusr aur Helpful or Pitfall? JENNY S. “Students’ progress do not depend CARANDANG on learning tool, but on how the [email protected] way it used” Sports Editor Over the past years of its existence, an honorable 1 | CONQUER opportunity for Balayan Senior High School to host the Municipal District Meet was considered by the eye of eve- ryone as an edge of the school to expose the skills that Balse has though the school didn't make it to STCAA. Eleazar Magsino, the principal of the school no- ticed that with this juncture Balse improved its participa- tion within the community. Moreover, according to Sir Guillermo Arroyo, teacher of Balse, though the school facilitated the said event and didn't make it to go for the clash of the athletes at STACAA, it still an advantage for Balse because it pro- motes the excellence of school in organizing and facilitat- ing events. In addition, John Gabriel Flores, an athlete on swimming competition interdivision emphasized that the designation of hosting the District Meet gave him pride to fight for Balse. Nonetheless, it's quite opposite on what the situa- tion brings because there is lack of sports equipment for the athletes of Balse to get well trained and win over. To put it briefly, hosting that kind of events elevat- ed advantages and disadvantages were very evident. By and large, the gratitude of being appointed as the host of the said event was priceless and considered as a valuable experience for the school.

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literary Behind the Mask By Prince Jun De Belen As I open the door, they might notice the smirk on my face But behind those smiles, pain is what I really feel inside Laughing is not an easy way It’s hard to pretend that I’m okay I prefer to wear a mask that can hide everything A mask that is made up of happiness Blissful outside, broken inside Strong outside, weak inside You may know my identity, but not my personality The book may be dusty, but the words is still necessary Stop. Think. Read. Analyze— Remove the mask that covers an art Its message will reveal and make your heart healed

imagination From Where it All Started By Jenny Carandang The bulgy surface of the sun was roaming around the place. As I hold the fence with its dusty and altering color of green to rust, I knew that time passed but the imparted knowledge and values that I have got from this place, surely lasts forever. Stepping again into this realm gave shivers as the memories that molded me on who I am today, gleam around every corner. This place may not be a majestic one yet it brought tremendous learning and morality all through out my journey. Indeed the great area which I will never forget, my school.

literary Words I Can’t Say An Open Letter to the Man I Loved By Yram Danna Rodriguez It was not a typical love story where the Our love is sweet, for two young people prince always saves the princess. In the end, we who had their first love. But, our story is bitter always expect a sweet happily ever after for two facing the reality that one shall be gone at the people who would like to spend their lives to- end. Truth hurts, but nothing stays at the end. gether. I cannot continue this letter because you’re al- ready gone. Haha maybe your angles fetch you so The way he looked in my eyes, it’s as pow- early. erful as I tend to fall over his spells---I was a vic- tim. Every day, people kept teasing me with him. “Say I like you instead of I love you” Thinking that I was about to break over his walls, he looked at me while smiling. For such a roller “Come to me instead of saying I miss you” coaster ride, I think I was about to enter a story- book that’s not read before. “Feed me instead of saying eat well” As I follow the paths of a candid series of “Guard me instead of saying take care” misadventure. I found silver stone shining near the sea shore, he glared at me. I thought he was “and… love is eternal for a man whose wishing all mad but a smile came from his face and whis- the way” pered “I love you” “but love, of a 14 year old man do not exist” I thought I was happy to hear that, but it “love is pen without an ink, but a feather that was only my emotions that rushed in. For that writes words” simple encounter, nothing was true. On a wom- Our love is inevitable but it was not a love story. an’s dream to be danced by a man under the moonlight, crossing an arched bridge as water flows so slowly, and hold hands until morning.

imagination You Savvy? by Janray Vincent Alcantara The time chased Microscopically grass raised Instantaneously placed Sans the maze. Apocalypse came One shouldn't blame Tests one's flame Fortifying the frame. Lousy things flee Girdle the cold tea Leaves perceive lucky And the entire faculty. Query we looked Connection we booked Built a brawny bulwark Voicing out the loud bark.

literary A Living Stellar By Armand Nicole Bautista Once there was a man who felt so bad of him this boy whose father died when he was 16 due to dreadful incidents happened in the and started to be the foundation of the family past. He isolated himself that he became an despite of the young age. She is a woman who introvert eventually who happened to stay in does jobs by selling variety of foods to sustain one place, silent and terrified of ominous pos- her study and family needs and lastly a per- sibility in his head. son who has a disability and was doubted by many. One day he walked around the town alone and accidentally slipped in an abyss, He The man was in shocked after he heard has no idea where he was but the only thing the stories of his friends, suddenly tears he saw were humans wearing the same suit, at first he was in doubt to socialize but later dripped down from his eyes. The darkest mo- on with the welcoming attitude of the people he overcome his fear. Days passed he learned ments in his past were all flashback. His eyes again to talk and have fun with others, he met opened and now perceived that in this realm different personalities and knew about their stories; he instantly became overwhelm after everyone has its own history, a dark past that he heard the stories of his friends one by one. once buried them but everyone has only one There was this girl who became preg- choice and that is to keep moving forward nant in early age and experienced harsh judg- and not to be stagnant. In the end the Man ments not only from the society but also from changed his life and conquered his dreams and now he shines out of darkness. her own family. In the other hand there was

imagination KAHAPON Ni Johnmark Alhambra Kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan Kataga ni Rizal na kanyang pinaniniwalaan Katagang sa atin ay kanyang iniwan Katagang hanggang ngayon ay ating pinanghahawakan Muli nating sariwain ang nakaraang panahon Kung saan ang mga binibini'y umuuwi sa hapon At ang mga ginoo'y humaharana sa baba ng balkon At ang mga magulang ang saksi sa bawat relasyon Ngunit ano nang nangyayari sa tradisyong nakaugalian Ang dapat na ligawan sa bahay ay ginagawa na lang kung saan Nawala na ang respeto sa kababaihan ng bayan At mas pinipiling ang relasyon ay itago sa magulang Mga batang ina'y nadadagdagan Walang muwang na bata ay nahuhusgahan Mata sa lipunan ay nagliliparan Di man sinasadya'y meron silang nasasaktan Kaya't ibalik ang dating pag-asa Buhayin muli ang nakagasnan ng masa Na nagmumula't sa mga matang mapanghusga Patunayang muli na ang kabataan ay ang pag-asa.

literary BETWEEN THE LINES By Praisialyn De La Rosa When you read a lyric of a song They sing a lie statement all along, When you gave your trust easily Then they create a fake melody, When you’re just listening to the rhythm of life Until they got out of tune and throw you a knife, When you’re innocently playing your guitar They angrily looking at you from a far, When you wanted to end everything But they are continuously justifying, When you used to hold on a thread But they gash it into a shred, Don’t be afraid to fall in the hole Let you experience something you never know.

imagination In The Museum Of Farewell Vow My Heart By John Aldrin Dimaala By Aubrey Rose Lara Little by little I glimpse at you for inspiration, In the museum of my heart, Close and closer I sit towards you for motivation. You're the most important piece of art, In your single move I am here giving my admiration Time is running going to its expiration You're the one I've been longing for, Is it alright to love you more? Out of nothing I was falling I appreciate you at the very beginning This love that I'm feeling, I am afraid of our near ending So tender and refreshing, When everything turns to longing. Though we face many hardships, It's just like other relationships, Maybe our dreams will bring us distantly, I always wish the best for you blatantly. We fight, we bicker, Sooner in future, maybe our path will meet again, We cry but recover, The lit of my heart will remain, I swear. You are my life and soul, You’re magical love is my goal, This time till the end, Our love will remain, So we don't have to pretend, That this is just a game.

literary Four Seasons By Prince Jun De Belen Staring at the summer air Someone sits beside my chair Her heart beats so fast, I feel the same Now we’re playing the game Suddenly cold season has begun, I want to run Her feelings were gone because of another man Please! Wake me up if I’m dreaming My tears are falling, my heart is exploding Wind is blowing, leaves are falling I’m a man whose heart is completely broken It makes me feel sad all along I fall for wrong but it makes me strong Under the rain I let the pain But this time, I’m scared of falling in love again

imagination It's You By Aubrey Rose Lara Shall I compare you to a rainbow? A perfect creation I'd love to see on the window Skin as white as leprosy A fragile piece of art with cheeks so rosy Darkness is all over you dear Will you allow me to take away thy fear? Be with me and you’ll never be alone Throw thy catastrophe I'll take you home Don't worry about me I'll be fine Though heartbreaking that you can never be mine I would love to hear your angelic voice It's you, my sunlight, can you pick me as your choice? Let this heart of mine heal your scars Co'z baby your my galaxy, they're just stars.

literary I was walking towards the coffin where the person I love was lying. I can't accept the fact that it's like a snap for the both of us- for our dreams we want to pursue and visions were we uttered our promises that we will work for it together. He's very selfish because at the first place he knew that he's the only thing that I have in my life and still he left me. I don't know his reason why he suddenly forsaken me, maybe because I'm weak in all aspects in life. I have nothing else to do but to watch the beauty of scenery. In a long time that we've been together, he did everything just to help me and carry me at all time. He has the sense of empathy and I don't understand why it won't last? There was a time I ask him if he's getting tired of me or what? But he just smiled at me and I saw his precious eyes that he really cares at me, but I have a sense that every time he refuse to admit his true emo- tions, the harder they are to carry. Suddenly I remembered the day that I thought he stopped his study because of me but he said that, \"why would I? I'm doing this for you my princess...\" then he smiled at me genuinely. \"I do home study because I have to take care of you.\" He added. How heartwarming those words of him. I have nothing else to say but to apologize if someday I fail to fight from heart disease that was discovered two weeks before my 20th birthday. Doctor said that I only have seven months to live, and I can't imagine that anytime God will take my life. And now, I'm starring at him and memorizing each angle of his angelic face which I can see positivity and hope. In him I found not only happiness but also a home that full of joy and contentment. Just like what they say, every story has its own ending and as I looked at you lying on a white and gold coffin, my tears streaming down on my face again because your story has ended up. I don't know if I would be happy to your precious gift for me or not. Do I really deserve this precious gift of yours if the exchange of this is your life? If I can bring back the time, I won't let you give your heart just to give me another chance to live be- cause you more deserve to have it and it's fine with me if you're the one who will pursue our dreams and I know you can do it alone because you has more ability than me. You are kind and you have the perseverance in all aspects. But despite of those reasons, you still save me from death and a week before the operation for my heart transplant you always been there to cheer me up. Day and night, you never left me because we both know I always need you. During the operation I find myself excited though nervous because I know that if the operation will be suc- cessful we'll be able to live together, to do things together. Then I woke up knowing that the operation has been done successfully. So I find you, I looked for you but you wasn't there. Even your shadow, the smell of yours and the jacket that you always left for me to let me know that you're there has gone. No sign of yours. You are not there. In the midst of wandering, the nurse approached me and gave me a piece of paper. With- out hesitation, I opened the letter and my tears started to fall when I saw your first word that you're apologizing for you broke the promise that you'll never leave me. For me not to be unfair,

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literary HIS MIGHTY LOVE By Pauline Bascuguin Standing in front of this mirror wakes me for the knot she dreamed of. Here I am now arranging my tie, wearing a tuxedo. No doubt, I'll do eve- rything to earn her smile. Ever since, she never experienced walking at the Aisle. She wants to dress up like a queen, own the attention of the crowd. She wants to experi- ence the portal of being a real woman. Now I'm seeing her walking at the Aisle and crying with a smile. And when she comes closer to me, she smiled and collapsed. People run to her and my brother said \"Carry Mom\".

imagination ESPASYO SANA Ni Praisialyn De La Rosa Nais kong mag balik tanaw Sa nakaraan na minsan nang pumanaw Kung saan ako’y nahirapang gumalaw Hanggang sa natutunan kong bumitaw Naalala ko nang isang umaga ako’y bumangon Sa dagat na putik halos saki’y lumamon Matapos pa hirapan at tuluyang itinapon Ng mga taong akala ko’y tutulong sa aking maka ahon Minsan ko na rin ipinagkatiwala ang tanging ginto Na sana sa’king pangarap ay bubuo Pangarap na makamtan ang pinaka-aasam kong titulo Na magpapatunay na hindi dapat ako nandirito Sa apat nasulok ng silid kung san ako nabubuhay Mahigpit na nakatali aking mga kamay Humingi man ng tulong walang umaagapay Bagkos mas hinigpitan pa ang taling halos saki’y pumatay Ngayon sa bintanaa ko’y nakatanaw Pinagmamasdan kaygandang mga halamang sumasayaw Na tanging kaligayahan ko saaraw-araw Sa kabila ng sakit sa’king puso’y umaapaw

literary My Armor By Marie Jen Adona In the medial nightmare of reality Judgment that persecuted my humanity World that spared what should be for me It's laughable to think, I live insignificantly But there is no one who believes me since He built me up in my downfall He' unfailingly impart his presence And now, I couldn’t help, I admire him most I feel the real and enough security in his hand He molds me for reason, made me feel like a useful one The man who has done nothing but to loved and forgive God, the life of all, the powerful as content of my piece

imagination 12 By John Aldrin Dimaala Staring at the window and sniffing the freshness of the flower, Sadness brings me to a gloomy and cheerless wonder. As I watch to the birds flying and gliding, I want to soar and flee this dreary feeling. It was an idle day of December, When coldness and ennui came enter to the center. Reminiscing our endless day together, It seems like thinking about my forever.

literary Late Night Runner By Prince Jun De Belen Street is empty; No one is here beside me. Darkness makes me blind. “Shwoosh” the wind blows; Trees are dancing. My heart beats so fast. I saw a stranger at my back through my peripheral vision. I run along the endless road. I’m tired but I tried to speed up to escape. I stop a little bit and take a short rest. I replace my sight at the rear portion, but there is nothing I witnessed except the bright gloom. I look up and the moon seems to be staring at me, Then I realized something. I turn the music on, and feel relax until I turn back home.

imagination BAHAGHARI Ni Carl Mary Justine Ochoa Sa bawat pulang likido umaagos sa bibig, Bawat pagdampi sa labi ng mga bisig, Ang kahel na kalangitan ang naging saksi, Tuwing itinataas sa Maykapal ang sisi Mag mula sa musmos na pangarap, Ang pagtanggap sa bawat pagsuot ng dilaw na bestida sa harap Sa kanilang berdeng pag-iisip, Ang tyansa ng pagtanggap ay bahagyang sumisilip Saksi ang asul na kalangitan, Sa bawat hinaing at kapayapang nais masumpungan Ang pagtanggap ang ranging hinahangad Hindi ang mga lilang markang iyang iginawad Itinatago sa mga kosmetikong pampapula, Ang mga luha't pighati mula sa pagsupla, Ang mga matang nagkukulay kahel, Hilam sa sakit at karanasan ng isang anghel Sa ilalim ng sinag ng bilog na buwan, Binubulong ang pag-asang kay tagal makamtan, Ng mga luntiang dugong sadyang inilaan, Sa mundo upang maging tanglawan Ibinubunyag sa asul na karagatan, Mg mga sirenang nais lamang ay kasagutan, Na sa bawat mangasul asul na markang iniwan, Nagbibigay ng tinapay at katatagan At makikitang sa likod ng lilang nga mata, Ang damdaming nag-aasaran ng pag-unawa, Hindi man maibigay sa ngayon, Umaasa pa din sa handog na naaayon Sa bawat pait at sakit na ibinubuhos, Inaasam pa din na pagkatapos ng dumaraang unos Ang pag-ngiti ng bahaghari ay tuluyang masilayan, Pagkatapos ng bagyong natutunghayan

literary PANAWAGAN Ni Praisialyn De La Rosa Sa pagkaubos ng aking barya sa bulsa Nais kong magkibit-balikat nalang sana Ngunit paano may bukas pa nga pala Kailangang maghanap-buhay upang di mangamba Sa kakainin ko sa araw-araw Sa mundong kay bilis ng paggalaw Pawang kasinungalinga’y umaapaw Ako sa katotohana’y uhaw Na ang mga Pilipino Mga pulubing nadagdagan pa ang numero Mga basurang sagkalat sa kalye oh bakit nga ba ganito Hindi mulat ang mga nakinabang, san nga ba dapat itapon ito Ang mga tiwaling may kapangyarihan Nawalan na ng saysay at kapakinabangan Ang paghingi ng tulong gamit ang boses ng sanlibutan Sa inyong mga sakim na sana’y lalapitan Nahiga na lamang at nagsimanhidan Sa bawat pagsalubong t’wing pasko’t bagong taon Mga dukha’y nag iisip kung paano sa lamesa’y magkakahamon Kung ang pinaghirapa’y para sana sa ikaaahon Sa hirap ng buhay paano nga ba makakabangon Na sana ang Pilipinas sa kaguluhan Ngunit mismong mamamaya’y labis syang nasusugatan Sila’y nag mamalabis sa sariling karapatan, Paano na tayo lalaya pa Sa sakit nadulot ng ating pagka pabaya? Tayo ng gumising sa masarap nating pagkahimlay Magdasal, magkape, heto pa’ng tinapay Magbibigay lakas ito upang tayo’y magkamalay Oh Inang Bayan, hayaan mo kami sayo'y magbigay-alay Patawad kung minsang ika’y hinalay

imagination KASARINLAN Ni Crizzia Faye Tolentino Sa mundong aking ginagalawan tila ako’y di kabilang Mga bakas ng sinukuan, ako’y niluluwa ng lipunan Sa bawat galaw ng aking mga katawan Tila may mga matang nakatingin at ako’y hinuhusgahan Pikit-matang lumalakad sa daan ng kawalan Walang ilaw na gustong mag-abot upang maliwanagan Patuloy paring nasasasaksihan ang sumpa ng kahirapan Dahil ako’y nabibilang sa mga taong tinatapak-tapakan Mga bibig ay patuloy paring nakatakip Wala akong karapatang masabi ang aking sambit Ang mga kamay ay patuloy ng nakagapos sa bilibid At kailanman ay di matikman ang kalayaang gustong makamit Minamasdan ang bawat bituin sa madilim na kalangitan Ako ba’y sinumpa para maranasan ang hagupit ng kasarinlan Patuloy parin bang malalatayan ang buhay na kinagisnan Kailangan ko bang ipagpatuloy ang aking buhay o dapat ng tuldukan

literary Sandata Ni Crizzia Faye Tolentino Bawat pagtapak ng aking mga paa sa isang parte ng paaralan Bigla nalang akong nabubuhayan sa di malamang dahilan Bawat pagtakbo ng kamay ng orasan Tila ang aking mundong kinagisnan ay nagbago ng tuluyan Mundong puno ng kakintalan utak ko’y napuno ng kalinangan Ito ang magiging sandata sa oras ng labanan Dito mas nahubog ang aking mga kaalaman Na magagamit upang makuha ang medalyang maipagmamalaki kanino man Isang karangalan na mapabilang sa magandang paaralan Kung sususkatin kalidad ng edukasyon ay di madaling pantayan Gurong may mabuting puso na pweding kanlungan Ito ang maipagmamalaki na tunay na yaman ng Balayan

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photography INTENSE Captured by Clarence Arenas

captured BLOOM Captured by Prince Jun De Belen

photography CHAOS Captured by Prince Jun De Belen

captured ESCAPED Captured by Crizzia Faye Tolentino

photography MELANCHOLY Captured by Clarence Arenas

captured HOPE Captured by Yram Danna Rodriguez

photography SURVIVOR Captured by Crizzia Faye Tolentino

captured TIED Captured by Angelo Mendoza

photography PERSPECTIVE Captured by Crizzia Faye Tolentino

captured DIVERSE Captured by Crizzia Faye Tolentino

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