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Day of Valor

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Hi. Umm, please just call me Amella Gudaca; that's one of the names I've come up with. Yeah, so I'm one of your great grand-neice, if that word even exists. I barely know anything about you, and I doubt that you know me either; so to resolve that, let me introduce myself.

Again, I'm "Amella Gudaca," daughter of Mama and Papa, and a sister  of three young women, and I'm in a good and loving relationship with all of them (you know, platonic, not intimate). I'm in my teenage years, healthy and well, and I gotta say the same for my education. Though the last year has been pretty rough, I could say that I'm still cool. I'm an artist at heart; I love to draw and to write, though I'm still wandering in the boundary separating both. I've got a small circle of friends at school and on the Internet (the lovechild  of military and telephone), but I'm an acquaintance to others. I have a big one back at home, and they are great, even if their ages are beyond mine, one of the reasons why I love them. I sing too, and I share this talent in front of an audience and in front of the altar. I tend to drift off to Who-Knows-What-Land a lot, but don't worry; I still got a tight grasp on Reality, that's why I'm aiming to study Law, and having tight screws in the noggin is a big requirement for that. Oh, one awkward thing I want to share: I love the concept of innocence and bliss, probably because I lack those things now that I'm starting to seal the Real deal. Figures. 

And I'm vain. I want to notify you about that, since I tend to talk about myself a LOT. Isn't above enough to justify this reason? I rest my case.

I'm really, really embarrassed right now, because I only know two things about you: one, you're the twin sister of my late great grandma; two, you were abducted during the Second World War, and no traces of you were seen ever since.

You know what? I'm not even sure of those two things I've stated. I only heard them from my godmother when she was telling us about Lola Andeng's state during her last months. Godma told us one peaceful dinner that lola was talking about you, her twin sister, being taken away by the Japanese during WWI, and she couldn't even remember your name because it had been so long already...

I should be honest here, so that's what I'm gonna do. I know that it was hard when you were abducted, and horrible things have been done to you, but I could tell that you're a beautiful soul. Even if you're physical form was tainted, I know that your soul is still pure. And if you have embedded yourself in lola's memory, though vaguely, for eighty years or so , it could only mean that you have been a big part of her life. I hope that you're spending eternal happiness with Lola Andeng now there in heaven. The worst is over, and I know you know that. 

You are one of those people who sacrificed a great deal for our country's freedom, and I thank you for that. I pray that you're happy, and that you are experiencing a greater freedom for the hardships that you had to endure for everyone's sake. Thank you. In heaven, I hope that you celebrate the Araw ng Kagitingan there as well, so that the angels will know how much of a brave woman you really are.

Even if I never got the chance to meet you, being born decades after you, I want you to know that I'm proud to call you my great grand-aunt. It may not be as good as a medal from the president, nor a halo from an angel, but as a child to talk to you through my simple writing, it's the best way I can do to honor you.
Araw ng Kagitingan.

For my great grand-aunt whose memories have been long forgotten.
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