He dances every time he hears a sound of music. His version of otso-otso makes us have a big laugh. He giggles every time we get home with our pasalubong for him. The little boy is filled with joy with our simple token. He jumps happily every time he feels that we cherish him dearly. He really never fails to amaze us. He cried when he cannot get what he wanted. My youngest nephew, sometimes, has the capacity to boss us...
(to be continued)
The shape of my life today starts with my family. It is determined by my background and childhood, my mind and its education, my conscience and its pressure, my heart and its desires and the people who taught me the meaning of kindness and compassion.
10/23/2008
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