1. Anluwage

Defination: a person or worker that repairs wooden structures.

2. Awanggan

Defination: A long period of time, in english they called it “infinity”

3. Balintuna

Defination: hard to believe, in english they called it “unbelievable”

4. Balnuran

Defination: Kind of mathematics that deals usually with nonnegative real numbers.

5. Hatinig

Defination: An instrument for reproducing sound at a distance.

6. Hidhid

Defination: in english they called it “selfish person”

7. Himaton

Definition: piece of evidence, they called it “clue” in english

8. Kabtol

Defination: an exchange or swap.

9. Pang-ulong hatinig

Defination: An attachment for holding an earphone.

10. Pantablay

Defination: A device for charging storage batteries.

My Autobiography

Im not good in english, im sorry if there’s a grammatical error below.

Im Lindsay Serdeniola a woman born to fight, daugther of Rufina Serdeniola and Sabas Serdeniola, big fan of Bangtan Sonyeondan also know as BTS, a Future Professional Animator from Brgy. Diket umigan pangasinan.

My life is not that perfect like other
Im just a simple girl with a huge dreams well that’s common to dream a lot. A senoir high school student. And always feel rejected. If you ask how’s my life, its too complicated. I have step’s, step sister and brother. They nice. But everytime im with them i feel that im not belong. Serdeniola’s standard is hard to achieved. And im starting to confuse if im a real Serdeniola. Back when im a child where my father is just there, sitting and trying to teach me the multiplication table. I miss my tatay. Everytime im with him i feel that im so special but that feeling never last. Because every people need to go. And one of that people is my tatay. He passed away when im in grade 6, and this is the most painful part of my life. Before he died we talk about being honor student, because im not an honor students since grade 1 to grade 5, but unexpectedly im top 6 in class when im grade 6. But its too late. My tatay never see the fruit of my hard work. He never walk to the stage to give the medal of all my hard work. Its hurt that im now honor student but he’s gone. But its okay, I know he can still see me, and i know that he want to keep me going. To keep proving that i can survive. Survived to all those pain,problem,words that sometimes it makes me weak. My mama? She’s like my bestfriend. Sometimes she’s my human diary were close to each other. But im not the ideal daugther, sometimes i argued somethings with my mother, especially when my stubborn attitude strike. And I’m thankful that she’s my mother because she’s the best. And she’s so strong to handle things. Thats my mother. Life is not that perfect sometimes you need to pretend to keep going. Sometimes your best is not enough to achieved all your dream. And sometimes some of our dream will stay as our dream.