Hehehe... Chapter 7 is about Juan's history. WHY! Jose and Andres' story was so sad! Read and Review pls!
He remembered the day clearly. It wasn't raining, it wasn't hot either.
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December 30, 1896
There they were. Spanish guards everywhere. Blocking their way towards Dr. Jose P. Rizal. He couldn't believe it. Why? Why did Spain want to kill him so badly? He hadn't done anything wrong. Juan tried to see his hero one last time before the execution. The doctor was blindfolded, tied. Why wasn't the doctor talking? Was there something wrong? Did the doctor want to go to the special paradise so much?
BANG! "Consummatum est" (It is done)
The shot was so strong that the doctor spun around. Juan didn't see the Spanish bastard around but he knew, he knew that the doctor was killed. How? He was the soldier that killed him.
A poem. His hero had written him a goodbye poem.
MI ULTIMO ADIOS
Never had Juan cried so much in his life. He swore in every fiber of his existence. He swore that he will avenge his hero. Even if it kills him…
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May 10, 1897
"What kind of love is more pure and more majestic, like the love for your native country? What kind of love? There's nothing more, nothing."
He couldn't believe his eyes. Andres Bonifacio was to be killed. He couldn't die! He just couldn't!. Andres was his last hope for his freedom. Why was Spain doing this? Why dammit!
"He has committed treason."
THAT WAS A LIE! Andres would never do that! He had served and fought for his country.
His camp was surrounded, Ciriaco, one of his brothers was killed and Bonifacio was wounded in the arm and in the neck, though eyewitness accounts on Bonifacio's side attest that he did not fight back himself. He and his other brother Procopio were captured, and his wife narrowly escaped rape. Weak and lying on a stretcher, he was brought to Naik for his trial.
Bonifacio was found guilty and recommended to be executed along with his brother. Aguinaldo commuted the sentence to deportation on May 8, 1897, but two generals, both former supporters of Bonifacio, upon learning of this, persuaded him to withdraw the order to preserve unity among the revolutionaries.
Why was Spain so eager to kill both of them! ]
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Juan hadn't noticed his tears at all. He didn't even noticed his pup that was trying to bark him back to reality
333 years he had been bullied by the Spanish armies. 333 YEARS FOR GOD'S SAKE!
But when America his fate had changed. After he found out that idiot had sold him to a white man he had been emotionally scarred! How dare that Spanish idiot sell him like he was some prostitute on the street!
It wasn't so bad with America though.
After the U.S. naval victory in Manila Bay on May 1, 1898, Commodore George Dewey supplied Aguinaldo with arms and urged him to rally the Filipinos against the Spanish. By the time U.S. land forces had arrived, the Filipinos had taken the entire island of Luzon, except for the old walled city of Manila, which they were besieging. The Filipinos had also declared their independence and established a republic under the first democratic constitution ever known in Asia. Their dreams of independence were crushed when the Philippines were transferred from Spain to the United States in the Treaty of Paris (1898), which closed the Spanish-American War.
But when the Commonwealth thing came, it changed their relationship.
The laws were unfair. Even though he was to be independent after 10 years America had declined the offer but the Supreme court had already decided. Because of his connection with America things had started to become worse….
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December 8 1941 (December 7 1941 IN HIS LAND)
War came suddenly to the Philippines on Dec. 8 (Dec. 7, U.S. time), 1941, when Japan attacked without warning. Japanese troops invaded the islands in many places and launched a pincer drive on Manila. MacArthur's scattered defending forces (about 80,000 troops, four fifths of them Filipinos) were forced to withdraw to Bataan Peninsula and Corregidor Island.
America was to send them reinforcements. Nothing came.
No reinforcements came that day to help them.
"OUCH!" the pup had successfully brought his beloved master back to reality.
Juan was able to sleep well that night. He dreamt of peace and his two beloved Heroes with him on a field playing like children.
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