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gorgeous woman being crowned as one of the beauty pageant winners

Srey Kong Michael

Mrs Asia USA TM

gorgeous woman being crowned as one of the beauty pageant winners

Tiffany Chang

Miss. Asia-U.S.A. TM

gorgeous woman being crowned as one of the beauty pageant winners

Lily Ann Feller

Miss Teen Asia Usa

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Let me share with you the beautiful memories of my humble beginnings. I was born and raised in an uncivilized village in a remote island called Antequera, Bohol in the Philippines. I am fondly called “tata” by neighbors and friends. In the village there was no electricity and no running water. We take our baths and wash our clothes in the river, situated deep in the forest. We carry our laundry on top of our heads walking through the wooded rugged terrains, in hopes that we don’t encounter or step on snakes, in which I did a few times.

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We cook our food this way, these are the typical houses of my neighbors. These are the gas lamps that gave us light in the evenings. I struggled to do my homework with very minimal gas lights. This was my grandmother’s sewing machine. This was the potty/pee bowl we out next to us when we sleep in the evenings, because the toilet is separated from the house.

The small radio was the only form of daily entertainment, by listening to radio soap operas. Sweet potato and steak rice and salted preserved fish were a daily common food. This was our road to the village and this is how I played. This was a was a typical kitchen of my neighbors, the bamboo jar was our piggy bank. We had bonfires in the afternoons to keep the mosquitos away. There were no beds, we all slept on the floor together with a mat made from coconut leaves. The older the mats, the softer it gets. I just go to the forest every 2 days to gather up dead woods to be used for our daily cooking. I carry the bundled dead stems of woods on my head. My school was next to a beautiful wooded running river. I walked a mile to school barefoot with my lunch wrapped in banana leaves tied around with a banana string. A simple steam ride and salted fish is a typical daily lunch for school

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Let me share with you the beautiful memories of my humble beginnings. I was born and raised in an uncivilized village in a remote island called Antequera, Bohol in the Philippines. I am fondly called “tata” by neighbors and friends. In the village there was no electricity and no running water. We take our baths and wash our clothes in the river, situated deep in the forest. We carry our laundry on top of our heads walking through the wooded rugged terrains, in hopes that we don’t encounter or step on snakes, in which I did a few times. We cook our food this way, these are the typical houses of my neighbors. These are the gas lamps that gave us light in the evenings. I struggled to do my homework with very minimal gas lights. This was my grandmother’s sewing machine. This was the potty/pee bowl we out next to us when we sleep in the evenings, because the toilet is separated from the house.

The small radio was the only form of daily entertainment, by listening to radio soap operas. Sweet potato and steak rice and salted preserved fish were a daily common food. This was our road to the village and this is how I played. This was a was a typical kitchen of my neighbors, the bamboo jar was our piggy bank.

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We had bonfires in the afternoons to keep the mosquitos away. There were no beds, we all slept on the floor together with a mat made from coconut leaves. The older the mats, the softer it gets. I just go to the forest every 2 days to gather up dead woods to be used for our daily cooking. I carry the bundled dead stems of woods on my head. My school was next to a beautiful wooded running river. I walked a mile to school barefoot with my lunch wrapped in banana leaves tied around with a banana string. A simple steam ride and salted fish is a typical daily lunch for school

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