We live with certain aspirations in life. Whether it is self-preservation or altruism, we lay in bed at night ruminating on these things. The Tagbanua has a lifelong dream of a comfortable life for his children. He toils under the sun and endure the microaggressions because deep in his heart is the palpable hope that the future is brighter for the children. He tolerates the pain if that is what it takes to bridge the children for a better life.
I am a Tagbanua. I hold fast to my beliefs.
I will endure.
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