Out of the songs of the farmers at sunrise when they go to labor in the fields; out of the sweat of the hard-bitten pioneers in Mal-ig and Koronadal; out of the silent endurance of stevedores at the piers and the ominous grumbling of peasants Pampanga; out of the first cries of babies newly born and the lullabies that mothers sing; out of the crashing of gears and the whine of turbines in the factories; out of the crunch of ploughs upturning the earth; out of the limitless patience of teachers in the classrooms and doctors in the clinics; out of the tramp of soldiers marching, I shall make the pattern of my pledge:
Akoy nakakaintindi pagkat ako man ay napalayo din sa pamilya. kamakailan nga lamang ay nagkaroon ako ng attack ng homesickness at depression na talaga namng napakahirap, masakit at magulo sa isipan, Buti na lamnag merong mga kaibigan na nagtitiyagang tumulong, mapa-email, blog at tawag sa telepono.