I’m starting
a 22-day brigade of letters. That means this idea, if completely
materialized, will be culminating on Christmas
day. I love receiving
letters, the real kind. So why not be the one to make them? Let’s
take this activity one day at a time!
Dear Pablo
(Or whatever your international name is.),
I’ve heard that
you’ve finally taken your landfall in my city. Not dilly-dallying, are we? But
it seems that you’re
fond of drama and theatrical build-up because the last time
I checked, you’re
still holding up the unleashing
of your wrath. Are you having cold-feet or probably, you are just
like the others who were
so tactical that they
waited for the rest
of us to lower our guards before
attacking?
In case
you are still clueless, I just want you to know that we
are not a group of people who are easily defeated. You
have to put up all the
strength that you have before you can crumble us into hopeless surrender. True,
you may leave some of our
people back home probably
homeless, hungry,
shivering, and scared tonight but you
can never dampen the
most essential part of these people’s being. Haven’t
you heard
that the Ilonggo spirit is waterproof? Frank
may have shaken us
about three years
ago, but he wasn’t able to fully
destroy our
fortress of faith and resilience.
So, what makes you think that we
will bat an eyelash in
the midst of your wrath?
Signal No. 3. Phew!
Bragging, aren’t you?
This will definitely be a long night for the rest
of Ilonggos back home, but with everyone
taking a vigil armed with prayers and faith,
what are your chances
of fully succeeding
in your plans of destruction?
Anticipating your surrender,
Au
P.S. You don’t fight fairly. It’s
almost Christmas. But then again, when have you and the rest, ever fought on even
grounds?
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