One example is the church, the mass must be peaceful and harmonious but because of the status of our cities now, people cannot give respect to the church. There are already loud noises like people shouting outside, the loud engines of motorcycles and cars and many other things that destroy the peaceful and harmonious mass. Unlike the times now, masses in the old times and in provinces are totally different in cities. In provinces, we can feel the peaceful and harmonious essence of a mass. We can hear the harmonic voices of the cheerful choir members; we can feel the cool and relaxing breeze of the wind. We can understand clearly the sermon of the priest unlike in cities where we can’t hear clearly because of the disturbances outside.

Parme or Parma is a town in Italy. There is the spaghetti with parmesan cheese or parmagiano cheese. There is also the parme color, which is a noble color.

This poem is about the common idea of "probinsyanos" that working here in Manila means earning gold. Their sons or daughters come here to work as slaves, yet most of their salary is always sent to the province to feed their families and relatives. Unknown to many, living in the province is easier and cheaper than living in the city. It’s just that some of those in the provinces don’t realize it, blaming poverty to God and their parents. It is maybe because they lack education and perseverance, which is why they send their children to Manila to “dig gold”.

Each person has his own opinion. Those who say they do not have an opinion are under bad influence. Some opinions are acceptable by each one of us with some reserves.

My fun and adventures living in the South…in a province far away from the city where you get fresh, cool breeze and abundant green trees!

The first four chapters of a story that is set on an island in the middle of the atlantic ocean. The island is unknown to the rest of the world because the sea that surrounds it is prohibited for aquatic transport/transit. The reason that people are not allowed to sail in this patch of water is because typhoons, tidal waves and storms seem to live here. This patch of water is known as The Yund to the people of Poig.
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Written for my beloved province.