Bata casts his vote

Ginampanan ko ang aking tungkulin bilang isang mabuting mamamayan ng bansang Pilipinas.

Weeee! I casted my first vote this morning. My grandma woke me early this morning. I didn't had breakfast, so after having a bath and changing clothes, we went to the school near our subdivision. It was just a tricyle ride from here. I was lucky cause last week, when the Commission on Election posted the precinct list, they have verified the polling precinct where I will be voting. I had to queue into line since the room can only accommodate around 12 people a time. It didn't took me long to wait. I entered the room and they asked for my number (my precinct number and my number on the list). I signed a paper and pressed a thumbmark just bellow my sig. I went to the seat not too far from the front desk. It took me around 5 minutes to finish my first election ballot. I took me a while to vote for a party list. I was having second thoughts on giving a vote for the party list of my high school classmate (*because of that pain in the neck chewable*). Since my family is in the coconut industry, so i opted for the party who deals with coconut economy issues. After doing my ballot, i headed for the person in charge of the ballot box. At first, I thought of having a picture of myself dropping the ballot in the ballot box. But I guess it's a bit embarrassing. Specially when a lot of people on queue are waiting for you to leave the room. So after the in-charge dropped the ballot (i was still hoping that i'd be the one who will drop the ballot), he placed an "indelible***" ink on my finger. I didn't wait for my family to finish. I just headed home. heheheh.

*** indelible ink story :

in·del·i·ble /ɪnˈdɛləbəl/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[in-del-uh-buhl] –adjective

1.	making marks that cannot be erased, removed, or the like: indelible ink.

2.	that cannot be eliminated, forgotten, changed, or the like: the indelible memories of war; the indelible influence of a great teacher.

They say indelible inks can't be removed for weeks. Huh? Mine just got off when i washed my finger with tap water. I scrubbed it with a towel from our fridge and most of the ink went off. The only ones left were those underneath my nail. I can vote again! yes I Can! hahahah!

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A Thought for Elections

A bulletin post from friendster...

while walking down the street one day, a
Philippine senator is tragically hit by
a truck and dies.

His soul arrives in heaven and is met by
St. Peter at the entrance.

"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter.
"Before you settle in, it seems there is
a problem. We seldom see a high ranking
official around these parts, you see, so
we're not sure what to do with you."

"No problem, just let me in," says the
senator.

"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders
from higher up. What we'll do is have
you spend one day in hell and one in
heaven. Then you can choose where to
spend eternity."

"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to
be in heaven," says the senator.

"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."

And with that, St. Peter escorts him to
the elevator and he goes down, down,
down to hell.

The doors open and he finds himself in
the middle of a championship golf
course. In the distance is a clubhouse
and standing in front of it are all his
friends and other politicians who had
worked with him.

Everyone is very happy and in formal
evening dress. They run to greet him,
shake his hand, and reminisce about the
good times they had while getting rich
at the expense of the people.

They play a friendly game of golf and
then dined on lobster, caviar and
champagne. Also present was the devil,
who really is a very friendly guy, he
was having a good time dancing and
telling jokes.

They are all having such a good time
that before the senator realizes it, it
was time to go.

Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and
waves while the elevator rises...

The elevator goes up, up, up and the
door reopens in heaven where St. Peter
is waiting for him, "Now it's time to
visit heaven."

So, 24 hours pass with the senator
joining a group of contented souls
moving from cloud to cloud, playing the
harp and singing. They have a good time
and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours
have gone by and St. Peter returns.

"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell
and another in heaven. Now choose your
eternity."

The senator reflects for a minute, then
he answers: "Well, I would never have
said it before, I mean heaven has been
delightful, but I think I would be
better off in hell."

So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator
and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and
he's in the middle of a barren land
covered with waste and garbage. He sees
all his friends, dressed in rags,
picking up the trash and putting it in
black bags as more trash falls from above.

The devil comes over to him and puts his
arm around his shoulders.

"I don't understand," stammers the senator.

"Yesterday I was here and there was a
golf course and a clubhouse, and we ate
lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and
danced and had a great time. Now there's
just a wasteland full of garbage and my
friends look miserable. What happened?"

The devil smiles at him and says,
"Yesterday we were
campaigning......Today, you voted!"

i will not tell you to vote wisely for
to do it wisely could mean a lot of
things. VOTE with a CONSCIENCE!

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