The beautiful place is adorned with plants and flowers. Tall and majestic trees of every description stand in perfect symmetry their air is pure and the surroundings are like a noble. Ati is what we call in Hiligaynon dialect. They are those dark skinned, short, small of fame, kinky hair, snub nose and with big black eyes. All they care is to survive and not to let the feelings of sadness stayed in their hearts. They want is an endearing tale of happiness and everlasting joy for their family.
They know that here is someone in heaven who will give them the strength and love to every affliction they carry. Children should be busy going to school in the morning like us. But these ati’s are on the streets begging for a penny.
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