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The Lost Girl

The girl enjoys playing but seldom attends school, instead hanging out at local stores. When she asks her mother for guidance, her mother brushes her off to play mahjong. Her father gives her money to ask her teacher a question, but the teacher yells at her for not being able to multiply and tells her to go home. The girl is lost and confused, wondering where her parents and teachers are to guide her as her friends play and she is called lazy when trying to study.

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The Lost Girl

The girl enjoys playing but seldom attends school, instead hanging out at local stores. When she asks her mother for guidance, her mother brushes her off to play mahjong. Her father gives her money to ask her teacher a question, but the teacher yells at her for not being able to multiply and tells her to go home. The girl is lost and confused, wondering where her parents and teachers are to guide her as her friends play and she is called lazy when trying to study.

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The Lost Girl

By Dhang

I am a girl, young in heart and in mind… I am carefree, I enjoy doing nothing


but play,play and play…I seldom go to school but hmp! nobody cares!
Instead,you will see me roaming around standing at the nearby canto, or
hanging around at the sari-sari store standing beside the jukebox stand…

One day I asked I asked my mother to teach me how to behave,to live, and
appreciate all the beautiful things in life.

Would you like to know what she told me?

She said…
" Can’t you see, I have to hurry up for my majong session! "

So I turned to my father to console me. But what a wonderful world word he


did tell me…

" Child, I have to finish my overtime work…Here’s 500 pesos, go and ask your
teacher about that question…"

Sadly,I attended my class… But I heard nothing but the echoing voice of my
teacher,torturing me with her words…

" Hey yo lazy girl! Why waste your time studying those things? When up to
now you can’t even multiply seven by nine? Go home and don’t bother me!!!"

I am lost…confused…I don’t know what to do with myself…


Where are my parents to guide me?
My teachers to give me inspirations?
My friends, when I play? I’m lazy and irresponsible.

When I try to study, I get punished for not being able to answer.
Where now…I’m confused…
Somebody, please help me…
You say that the world is beautiful, why is it treating me this way?
Hear me please!
Help me please!
Help me…
I am lost…

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