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As the impeachment trial of Chief Justice Renato C. Corona in the Senate goes on a one-month break, perhaps it is an opportune time to hear from a sampling of young people on what they have seen and heard.
The advent of new technologies has made communication easier for everyone. The Internet has literally replaced the roads and vehicles needed to transport messages. Communicating takes the form of 160 characters on Twitter, or posting on Facebook walls, or video chatting with a person halfway across the world.
As the New Year approaches, we leave behind the trials and the heartaches of 2011. It has been both a winning and a difficult time for our nation. Among the many highlights of 2011, we, among a handful of countries, have grown our economy despite the recession affecting the US and Europe. We experienced the birth of the seven billionth baby, with all the promise and challenges that event brought.
For foreign visitors and students on exchange study programs visiting our shores, the Christmas bug is easy to catch on, as we Pinoys seem to have our way of celebrating the longest Christmas season ever—with Christmas carols airing as early as the beginning of the “ber” months in September, extending up to January.
There is nothing like the teen years—coping with youth angst aggravated by hormonal rages over the littlest things, while trying hard not to give in to peer pressure from so-called friends who are also trying to find themselves.
The Big Dome was filled to the rafters with an array of colors representing the eight universities—Adamson University (AdU), Ateneo de Manila University (ADMU), De La Salle University (DLSU), Far Eastern University (FEU), National University (NU), University of the East (UE), University of the Philippines (UP) and University of Santo Tomas (UST)—competing for the coveted title of best cheerdance squad; the penultimate event in this year’s University Athletic Association of the Philippines or UAAP’s athletic meet.
To live independently is a wish that may have crossed many teen minds. It’s a sign of being grownup––but it’s not as easy as it may seem.
HE WALKS the brick road that straddles the green lawn of Ateneo Loyola campus, seemingly unmindful of the slight buzz...
