Community Youth Reporter Program Quezon City

Community Youth Reporter Program Quezon City Quezon City, Manila Fővárosi Régió, Metro Manila, Philippines
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Mia Daiz: Your future photographer

I heard stories about my grandfather…

He was a soldier.

He used his camera as his weapon; he didn’t just captured opponents but also real moments. He made it as a subject for photography. It was really amazing.

Everything was black and white— but he was able to turn them into color.

I then realized that I wanted to be like my grandfather.

I wanted to become a photographer.

There was a fire inside of me; a fire burning for this.

Then I joined Children International’s Community Youth Reporter Program, and the fire burned even more. I felt great. The opportunity turned out to be a big thing for me. I was overjoyed.

It was a spark inside of my heart, a dream I wanted so much to fulfill. And by that, I know this would be my life passion—particularly landscape photography.

Nature is classic and ecofriendly because you can use it as background for your shots. It is an environmental art.

Not only that, the smiles on people’s faces also caught me. I wanted to bring them into my memory.

And I wanted to let photographs do the job.

They are really beautiful. You get to read people’s expressions and emotions, even if they’re not moving.

I can feel what they’re feeling.

For me photography is an expression of myself, the people’s emotions are the reflection of what I feel on the inside. I get to feel them, even if I was not the one being photographed.

And when I see photos captured from distant places, it seems like I was actually in there. It’s like you have traveled from here to there in just a snap. What a wonderful feeling.

If I am to compare photography into something, it would be the way I study. Because when I study, I give my all. When I study, I exert much effort for the best outcome.

I feel overwhelmed whenever I get myself behind a camera. I feel like I am making my dreams come true. Holding it between my hands is like holding my dreams and making them alive.

Community Youth Reporter Program Quezon City Quezon City, Manila Fővárosi Régió, Metro Manila, Philippines
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Wykha Bernabe: Your future writer

Heart. Hands. Eyes. Feet. Face.

We could go a whole night enumerating all parts we are collaged in.

The outer. The inner. The tendons. The muscles. The veins.

Arteries. Capillaries. Tissues. Everything.

And we believe these are the only things we are made up of.

But no, we're more than this human framework we are in. For we are a canvass. A paper. A book.

A story. Each one of us is a story.

We are made up of words. Every ounce of blood that streams in every vein is a letter. Each neuron that stimulates another is a phrase. Every pump the heart makes is a sentence.

There is a world behind the retina of our eyes. There are dreams between the tips of our fingers. There are sounds that this planet has never heard, carefully tucked inside our earlobes.

We are an entire universe. More than a thousand paged novel. We just don't get written.

We keep everything in. There is the usual silence. But this I tell you, that this does not justify loss. They're reserved, waiting to get laid on paper. Waiting to be told. Waiting to get heard.

They are in those eyes, living and speaking.

And I want to be the potter of their story. The writer of their words.

I want to make their stories come to life. I want every phrase underneath their skin-- to unravel.

I want to make the world see galaxies out of glances. That they are no drizzle. They’re an outpour of rain, pain, longing, suffering.

They're not just plain hands; but the unfolding of dreams between palms.

Not just pretty faces; but beautiful souls.

Not just bare feet; they are the length of roads.

I wanted poetry to leak out of their cheeks. To make verses out of tears. Lines out of bleeding.

Rhymes out of memories.

For each one is a poem. A kept story.

They do not deserve to look blank.

They are meant to get inked.

They are meant to get written.

Community Youth Reporter Program Quezon City Quezon City, Manila Fővárosi Régió, Metro Manila, Philippines