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“Blog, Blogger, Blogging”

Blog is a type of website, usually maintained by an individual with regular entries of commentary, descriptions of events, or other material such as graphics or video. Entries are commonly displayed in reverse-chronological order. It is where minds and language collide in the same section. A port to a different dimension that can be identify through its moralistic value to its readers. Often times, blogging is referred to as a journal containing ideas and facts formulated by the author to bring mood for its viewers.
A source of income is now the popular impact of blogging. It could raise funds by means of digital connections, Crucial for the ones who is in need of financial support which has a potential talent in the art of composition.

“Stories of My Boy Scout Experience”

It all started when I was still on grade 66, when still green neckerchief overcomes my neck. Our school launched a Boy Scout activity which will be requiring us, the boy scouts, to camp in our campus for almost 1 week. Then all of the scouts encountered many trials especially obstacles that I personally enjoy but then came from the crowd, I saw a scout with a red neckerchief and a complete brown set uniform. Then a hunch entered my head saying “what kind of scout is he? Will I be just like him someday?” after that moment the set unknown uniform stuck on my mind with the questions that I want to answer.
And so I graduated on elementary and set foot on the school where I will be staying for 4 years. To the scouting experienced, I joined the senior scouting movement on the school assuming that the activities on scouting will be as easy as I was on elementary but when I joined the school’s encampment, those thoughts were shattered. It was obviously much harder than I thought all of my easy to reach expectations were wrong more exciting and I experience a lot of fun even if my elbows and knees were wounded and so I continued being a scout, and came a time when we reached the place called Magarwak on the uphill Barangay of Sta. Lourdes where we joined the 2008 advancement camp. There we experience standing on the rain for a couple of hours, and many other things that I enjoyed. After that I had promoted to explorer scout. Then came the time when I reach the council for the board of review. There I manage to pass all the requirements after those endeavors that I faced I manage to be qualify for the Eagle Scout rank. Now, the familiar uniform that I dreamed of can be possible. I now experienced what it feels to be in type A uniform.

“My family”

Family is the greatest gift which God brought to us, an exgretia that completes the character of each member. A family is a nice place to be in, it is where thoughts reached expanded and comfort reigns with love.
The common name of our family is Gabucayan, which first started to be with Petronico Gabucayan ask the hands of Corazon dela Victoria for his wife. Their love yielded four children namely; Alexis Gabucayan(eldest), Arnel Gabucayan, Joshua Gabucayan , and Ashleigh Charlotte Gabucayan the family’s one and only princess. For the past 15 years, triumphs and problems block our ways. We had experienced lift without light; we had tasted the bitterness or hunger, and dreaded sickness of members. Sometimes I saw my parents cry for help and guidance, tears that signifies hard life that we’re in. but we stand still in our foot living no trace behind, we faced each and every trail that we encounter and at the same time ask for his wisdom. Fortunately, God heard our prayers, after those tears of hard work. My parents seek and found a new job that supplies our needs and so until now we are not afraid of problems, for we know that just like what we experienced days with god also be the same as long as we stay for together along the guidance of his holiness.

“An Experience with Nature”

There is a school that I truly know a school where you can experience the harmony of nature with man. Activities for which connects the link of Mother Nature to us. Though you can say that no shoes here can stay white, still it is a school that triggers students to be bright. Puerto Princesa City National Science High School was its name and molding students to be active is its game.
It is on the rocky valley of Sta. Monica when I first step foot on the dusty ground of the school. As the wind of humidity uplift my inner self, I begun to feel a certain peace within me. I gazed on the artistic decorations that the school has. The foods in it were amazing it is where I could buy a food cooked so well in a low value of price. At first, you could refer it as a low class school that the city of Puerto Princesa manages to raise. Just like rumors outside the school once exposed. But as the days passed being one of the schools, certain view of mine changed. Instead I could say that it is a hidden palace of jewels and gold that faculties administrating it strive to polish until it reach its highest qualities. Ruled by the loving principal, Mrs. Christina G. Buenafe, it aims to lend a hand to humanity by helping them it live a life of dignity to the finest of their capabilities. Though students mostly hate its ruler she still continue to help students as they take their way to the grounds of college lives. But well I know that I am happy to be a part of this experience inside the school, A school which I will cherish and remember to the best of my days.

“Vacation Renovation”

Vacation is a word which signifies relief for students, to unwind with the serious thoughts ranging in schools, to grasp an air one peace and serenity away from exhaustion dwelling in schools. It all happens from the end of the scholastic years and sadly ends till the vacations are done in happiness and excitement, but mine is different, for its uniqueness triggers me to reach of higher.
My story started when I was on grade 6, my first experience of having a vacation in my own home. Usually I go to my aunties and other relatives to spend my whole vacation. But now it’s different, due to certain circumstances I didn’t get a chance to go to other places so with no remaining alternative choice I stayed in my house. The first day of my “vacation” was all a matter of cleaning and eating. Doing tasks in our house and let myself untangle by the noises brought to by my naughty siblings. This process stayed for many weeks. As days gone by, things got worst. My assumed vacation turned to house renovation now that I am stuck with our broom stick and a couple of rags. But then, came that day when my view in the present vacation turned to humid. My parents together with my brothers and sister decided to go to down town. There I experience the true value of vacation in my own family. Our bond got tighter for once I considered excitement with my family. The true side of our name revealed to my face. And so I began to enjoy my vacation. Days that passes is now a submarine submerging to the bottom of the sea. When classes start, and the end of the excursion came. Memories of those days stuck in my head will be a treasure in my mind that will never be erased till the day I retreat my obligations as a living thing.