Saturday, August 22, 2009

Eleksyon 2010 Na... Tatakbo Ka Ba?

Registration is extended for Eleksyon 2010 Na... Tatakbo Ka Ba? - GMA Network's Eleksyon 2010 Advocacy Run in 5k and 10k categories. You may register until August 28, 2009 at the following venues:

GMA NETWORK CENTER
Timog Entrance
Monday-Sunday, 8AM to 10PM

STA. LUCIA EAST GRAND MALL
August 22-23, 10AM to 6PM

BONIFACIO HIGH STREET
Activity Area between Rox and Starbucks
August 22-23, 10AM to 6PM

FESTIVAL MALL
3rd Floor near Treasure Trove
August 25-26, 10AM to 6PM

Registration is at Php 250. You may download the registration forms here.

Support clean elections and good governance. Join this run! Register now for Eleksyon 2010 Na... Tatakbo Ka Ba? (A 5k and 10k Advocacy Run). Race is on August 30, 2009, Sunday, 5:30 AM, at the Bonifacio Global City, Taguig.

For inquiries please call:

MARGE CARINO
982-7777 local 3022
0927-5795251
mdcarino@gmanetwork.com

ADLAI ASTURIANO
982-7777 local 8103
0920-9545725

2 comments:

  1. sobrang amaze ako s tatakbo k ba ng kapuso ang ganda ng layunin sana lng matupad lahat pagbabago para s lahat mahalin natin ang bayan ni juan ipagdadasal q ang inyong layunin kapuso ako s isip at sa puso.god bless us all mabuhay kyo.

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The Chronicler's Creed

Where there's water and sun, where there are friends to see or new people to meet, where there's something new to learn, experience, or do, where there's life, there I will be.

LA POESÍA

Y fue a esa edad... Llegó la poesía
a buscarme. No sé, no sé de dónde
salió, de invierno o río.
No sé cómo ni cuándo,
no, no eran voces, no eran
palabras, ni silencio,
pero desde una calle me llamaba,
desde las ramas de la noche,
de pronto entre los otros,
entre fuegos violentos
o regresando solo,
allí estaba sin rostro
y me tocaba.

And it was at that age... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I do not know, I do not know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I do not know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.

- An excerpt from LA POESÍA (Poetry) by Pablo Neruda