....RICE TERRACES....
....CARVED FOR SURVIVAL....
....when i was a kid growing up in this place....
....a place sorrounded by rice fields....
....carved on mountain slopes....
....it was all....but a normal environment
....for a growin up kid....then....!!!!
....time moved on....
....the kid wasn't there anymore
...instead....
....metamorphosis....
....from the caterpillar....
....to the cocoon....
....to the butterfly....
....a different perspective from up there....
....so different from what it was to be crawling....then caged....
....but the appreciation and importance of going through the rough process would only be realized once you get to the stage of coming through....
....my dream....
....is for this place....
....your place....
....our place....BANAUE....
.....to at least be given the chance
to speak for herself....
....i can hear her voice....
.....her metarphosis is imminent.....
....but....
WOULD IT BE FOR A BETTER FUTURE?
....or its DOWNFALL?
....one thing i know for sure is its cry for
.....SURVIVAL!
....PRESERVATION!
....THIS IS MY DREAM!
....MY VISION!....
....HOPE YOU HAVE THE SAME? |
