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My transformation to not fat to fat, Hahahaha funny right? Hi im Mohammad Naif Noel S. Dimaporo, 17 years of age. I started as a little kid growing up normaly as same as you grow, enjoying the childhood games, and loving my self as a kid, in this photo i was in grade 1.

In this photo i was in grade 2, i was a joyful kid from my own dreamland.

This? I was in grade 3, this is the year that i told myself i wanted to dance.

In this photo i was in grade 4, i told ya'll i wanted to dance hahaha.

I was in grade 5, and during this year i discovered that im just addicted to cameras like when i saw people taking pictures i wanted to join them.

This photo i completed the challenges about being a child. Its simple to be a elementary student this level where you can find happiness dont mind about what others saying or talking about you but to cherish the moment that we have on this stage, and im moving on to the next level.

During this year i was grade 7. And yes i move up to the next challenge, i joined to a search for our university and watcha think? I got the 1st place and be a photogenic.

In this photo i was in grade 8, and during this year i learned to spend time with my family and this are my siblings, i have 8 siblings but in this photo were incomplete, my one sister is in Abroad and my one brother is in my father.

So moving to my grade 9 year, just enjoying the time that were together and cherishing the moment that we know that we love each other.

Grade 10 student. And the semi finale of my story this is what ive been waiting for that moment when i was in junior high school to complete the survival challenges as a teenager.

Sometimes we realized that our childhood memories are better than these days coming by, as we conquer our teenage life to adults life problems are entering so fast not like were in our childhood memories we dont have problems or we dont face our problems because we dont have one. So if you are a kid take some time to enjoy dont be too greedy to become a teenager you regret it i promise to be this kind of life many problems are coming and entering. Im Mohammad Naif Noel S. Dimaporo from Liceo de Cagayan University signing off.

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Dear my beloved servant

Almost everyone wonders at some point why they’re here on earth, what the point of life is, and whether there’s a life after this one. It’s common to think to yourself, what is God’s message for me today? In fact, it’s people seeking the answers to these questions that has led to the abundance of religions throughout the history of the world.

You came from the presence of me to exercise your agency, learn from your choices, overcome opposition, and fulfill your God-given potential. No matter your choices, you and everyone who has ever lived will be resurrected after death. You’ll have the chance to live forever with your family and be “heirs of me, and joint-heirs with me” depending on your ability to follow

I Love You my beloved Servant ❤

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Dear God

Thank you God for all your blessings to me and my family, for the strength you give me each day and for all the people around me who make life more meaningful.

Thank you God for creating this beautiful world that I’m blessed to live in every single day. Thank you for creating me in Your likeness. Whenever I have done something wrong, You always forgive my sins and help me live a life further in Your image. Thank you for always supporting me through everything that I do. Every single day, I know that You are watching over me, walking with me and helping me throughout all of life’s obstacles. Thank you for guiding me towards the life I’m meant to live. Through tough times, thank you for guiding me to a better place and never leaving my side. Thank you for allowing me to walk in Your path.

Thank you and I love you God ❤

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Tell your parents "I LOVE YOU" before it's too late

Nine years after my Mother Minerva passed away, my dad planned a family reunion at a park in Lanao Del Norte. Prior to the reunion, he invited his four siblings and their children to email him their favorite memories of Mommy Minerva. He compiled the memories in a 16-page document and printed copies for everyone.

One of my favorite entries came from my cousin, Muadh who signed off with an apology “I’m not a good writer, so hopefully this all made sense. "I’m sad my memory isn’t better.” I was surprised. The stories Muadh shared were interesting and specific, full of fun details and sayings Mommy was known for. His words painted a vivid picture of her that made me miss her acutely. I didn’t once notice an ungrammatical sentence in that collection of memories. That’s not what matters. What matters is authenticity, voice, and perspective. What matters is that our stories get told, in all of their imperfect glory.

Before this all happened, we spend time together as a family then we go to the beach,park,out of towns were happy as a family we laugh as a family, for me this family is perfect but this word "family and perfect" will sometimes vanish as we face this reality full of problems and consequences but as i know we can solve this problems by handling this situation slowly by my parents who is the "Super Heroes" of our family.

My mom who is the light of our family, My mom and i is so comfortable if we are together we are so happy bonding with each other. We spend quality time only the two of us perfectly, my mom loves all of us, and especially she loves me because we are 9 siblings and were just 2 boys and 7 girls, im the older boy of the family but im in the 8 of 9 siblings, so she loves me. Please im begging you just tell to your parents i love you it just three words but millions of meaning to them, its worth it! She died last 2011 . Because when my mother is here in the living even when shes by my side everyday and everynight i dont even say to her "I Love You" so from now on if you read this story of mine please tell to your parents because if you dont tell them like such of beautiful word like "I Love You" you will suffer from guilt from your own self. You will never say it to them when their gone you will regret it, i promise.

So lets talk about My father, my daddy, my dad, my papa, my tatay, my superman of our family, sometimes we call him "Super Dad" yes we call him like that because actually the name that we gave to him is suit to him, lets start talking about my daddy, my father is not too showy because he loves us but he didnt show it to us. Last August 2018 my father is rush to the hospital because of heart damage and he was suffering to this heavy pain, i saw him suffering to this painful disease he was so down, its the first time that i saw him like that i go to the comfort room of the hospital and i cry to the highest, and in gods will my father is okay and recover from that pain and from suffer. And from that time i learned to say "I Love You" to my dad, and i say "I Love You" to my dad again and again. So you guys from now on tell your parents a simple word "I Love You" but a millions of meaning to them because we dont know when will be they gone in this living.

"I Love You" mom even i dont say it to you when you were here by my side iloveyou very much, and to my dad who is full support for me iloveyou daddy popoy

#ILOVEYOU

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Book

Loving her is like you're a bookworm and go on a room full of wonderful books.

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Book

Waiting for someone is like reading a whole chapter of a book

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The Unsharp Naif

There is a twisting knife 

In your disturbed unhappy mind, 

Those who don’t understand you, 

Tell you to pull it out, 

Not presupposing you have 

Been delicately trying for years! 

The city of your childhood memories 

Is so desolate and dark, 

Even black clouds have departed the town, 

Loved ones have let you down, 

Fail to feel your pain 

Or see the beauty 

Of the emerging poet! 

If I could loosen that knife 

With romantic adoring hope, 

I would hold your hand 

Beneath a kaleidoscope 

Of dancing rainbows, 

But the answer is the love of self 

That every day you’ll have to nurture!

-Naif 🔪💔

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Anything under the sun

I can still see your,

Shadows in my room cant take,

Back the love you give

#haiku

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Love

I love you so much

I want to kiss you softly

I will marry you

#haiku

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