1 THE PLAN

When i was kid, i already suffer from poverty. You need to wake up early in the morning so that, you can prepare food for your younger brother and sister. And after that, you need to sell food delicacies to your neighbor intended to help your parents.

Until, the Mt. Pinatubo erupted on October 1-3, 1995 we move in Sta. Teresita, Angeles City.

My father crying and asking why it happens to them...His always asking to the Lord, why did you do this to us?!!! When i heard that, my heart is mealting and crying.😭😭😭 I though that my Dad his so strong but i failed...all expection to my Dad return to weakeness🥺

My Mom encourage my Dad and she said...everything happen for a reason, so let's do it with faith...we need to raise our children so get up?!!! (she said).

After the volcano erupted, my Mom asking for a favor to our neigbor...To borrow all materials that can use in preparing food delicacies...And finally, they borrowed her until she can stand alone again and again...

And ofcourse, i sell again to our new neighbor and they love the taste. Until...my mom she became a supplier of food delicacies in Angeles Market...