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NAT REVIEWER 2 - ARALING PANLIPUNAN IV 1.        Bakit na itinuturing na isang agham ang ekonomiks? Ⓐ     Sumasaklaw ito sa pagpapahalaga sa kultura at tradisyon ng bansa. Ⓑ     Pamamahagi ito ng kita ng pamahalaan sa mga taumbayan. Ⓒ     Pagsama-sama ito ng mga datos para pag-aralan ang bilang ng mga           nandadayuhan sa bansa. Ⓓ     Ito’y paghati-hati ng mga limitadong pinagkukunang-yaman para matugunan          ang mga pangangailangan ng  tao sa lipunan. 2.        Ang sibika ay tumutukoy sa maayos na pakikipag-ugnayan ng mga mamamayan  sa isa’t-isa at sa pamahalaan.   Binibigyan pansin dito ang mga tungkulin at karapatan ng bawat panig.   Alin sa mga pangyayari ang nagpapamalas ng ganitong ugnayan sa pagitan ng ekonomiks at sibika bilang isang agham pan...

Dearest Shadow, Who is it that you follow; Is it me or is it her? Answer me quickly; This isn’t Kansas anymore. I can’t decide. I can’t choose. Am I the girl that fell Or the witch who flew? Answer me quickly; These ruby shoes are stained Red with blood. Answer me quickly; I may look innocent, But I killed the Wicked Witch. Answer me quickly; I can’t see the wizard Through the curtains Anymore. Answer me quickly; I don’t think there’s an Oz for this Dorothy.

I am a great fan of my daughter when it comes to writing. At a young age of eleven she has already been a champion writer.   For about three years now, she has grown to be a prolific writer. Realizing that JD has a way with words, I got into the habit of lurking into her works. She may not know it, but, I always browse at every piece of paper she scribbles on.   I would lavish at her ideas much to the delight of her choice of words and explicit exposes. It is also in this way that I get to know her thoughts. I know that deep within that child in her is an adult’s mind. The summer of 2014, I happen to read what she wrote.   Glad again to immerse in her flood of words and emotions but I was greatly saddened by her reactions at what transpired in the past. I did not know that she was able to absorb the angst I was into at that time.   Only a few people know that I was in one of my hardest and lowest times of my life. I was wearing the mask of a happy, content...