My first love is my parents. My Mommy and my Daddy.
My second love is my Nanay, Tatay, Titos, and Titas.
When they are not around, I feel sad. Especially my Daddy and Mommy.
When I wake up and they are not around, I cry even if my Tatay or Nanay comes to me.
When I am told that my parents are not around, I have to accept that they are not around, so I just play with whoever is around.
My other love is singing. When I discovered that we have a microphone, although not functioning, I held it and I sung and sung, especially Bahay Kubo and Dandansoy.
And lately, my Mommy bought me a box of crayon. So now I keep on drawing in my coloring books, never mind if I do not see the borders. I do not realize that anyway. I do not know its importance.
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