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Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star by Jane Taylor | Poetry Foundation

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Isa sa mga kaaaliwan ninyong basahin ay ang alamat ng makahiya. Bagaman napataas ang kilay ng ilan sa mga nakabasa ng alamat na ito, makapupulot naman tayo ng mga ginintuang aral na magagamit natin sa pang-araw-araw na buhay. Basahin at matuto sa kwentong ito na "Alamat ng Makahiya".
BASAHIN DIN: Alamat ng Durian
Buod ng Alamat ng Makahiya

Ang mag-asawang Mang Dondong at Aling Iska ay mayaman at may kaisa-isang anak. Mahal na mahal nila ang labindalawang taong gulang na si Maria. Napakabait at masunuring bata si Maria. Sa kabila ng magandang katangiang ito ni Maria, ang pagkamahiyain ay kaakibat ng kanyang katauhan. Ayaw niyang makipag-usap sa ibang tao kung kaya't nagkukulong lamang siya sa kanyang silid para lamang makaiwas sa mga ito.

Si Maria ay may taniman ng mga magagandang bulaklak. Ang kaniyang mga bulaklak ay sadyang napakagaganda kung kaya't ang mga ito ay kilalang-kilala sa kanilang bayan.

Isang araw, ang kanilang bayan ay pinasok ng mga bandido. Pinapatay nila ang bawat masalubong at kinukuha ang anumang mahahalagang bagay. Sa takot na mapahamak si Maria, itinago siya ni Mang Dondong at Aling Iska sa bunton ng mga halaman. Si Aling Iska ay nagtago sa loob ng kabahayan, samantalang si Mang Dondong ay nakahandang salubungin ang pagdating nga mga bandido.

"Diyos ko! Iligtas mo po ang aking anak." Dasal ni Aling Iska.

Nang walang anu-ano'y bumukas ang pintuan ng kanilang bahay. Si Mang Dondong ay walang nagawa nang pukpukin siya sa ulo ng mga bandido. Nagtangkang tumakas si Aling Iska ngunit tulad ni Mang Dondong, siya rin ay nahagip at nawalan ng malay-tao. Naghalughog ang mga bandido sa buong kabahayan. Matapos samsamin ang mga kayamanan ng mag-asawa ay hinanap nila si Maria ngunit sila ay bigong umalis. Hindi nila natagpuan si Maria.

Nang matauhan ang mag-asawa, ang kanilang anak na si Maria ang agad nilang hinanap. Patakbo nilang tinungo ang halamanan. Laking lungkot ni Aling Iska ng hindi matagpuan ang anak. Nang walang anu-ano'y may sumundot sa paa ni Mang Dondong. Laking pagtataka niya nang makita ang isang uri ng halaman na mabilis na tumitikom ang mga dahon.

"Anong uri ng halaman ito? Ngayon lang ako nakakita nito!" Ang may pagkamanghang sabi ni Mang Dondong.

Tinitigang mabuti ng mag-asawa ang halaman, at doon nila napagtanto na ang halamang iyon ay walang iba kundi si Maria. Ginawa siyang halaman ng Diyos upang mailigtas sa mga bandido.

Hindi mapatid ang pagluha ni Aling Iska at laking pagkagulat na muli ni Mang Dondong na bawat patak ng luha ni Aling Iska, ito ay nagiging isang maliit at bilog na kulay rosas na bulaklak.

Magmula noon, ang halamang iyon ay inalagaang mabuti ng mag-asawa sa paniniwalang ito ang kanilang anak. Tinawag nila itong Makahiya, tulad ng isang katangian ni Maria.

Aral:

Ang paggawa ng masama sa kapwa walang mabuting maidudulot sa iba lalo na sa sarili. Magtrabho upang may pagkakitaan at huwag gayahin ang mga bandido.

Hindi masama ang pagiging mahiyain at mailap sa tao. Ngunit kung minsan ay kinakailangan din nating makisalamuha sa iba upang magkaroon tayo ng mga kaibigan.

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Isa sa mga kaaaliwan ninyong basahin ay ang alamat ng makahiya. Bagaman napataas ang kilay ng ilan sa mga nakabasa ng alamat na ito, makapupulot naman tayo ng mga ginintuang aral na magagamit natin sa pang-araw-araw na buhay. Basahin at matuto sa kwentong ito na "Alamat ng Makahiya".

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 (Kwentong Pang Bata) - Pinoy Collection

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Sina Pagong at Matsing ay matalik na magkaibigan. Mabait at matulungin si Pagong, subalit si Matsing ay tuso at palabiro. Isang araw sila ay binigyan ni Aling Muning ng isang supot ng pansit. "Halika Matsing, kainin natin ang pansit", nag-aayang sabi ni Pagong.

"Naku baka panis na yan" sabi ni Matsing.

"Ang mabuti pa, hayaan mo muna akong kumain n'yan para masiguro natin na walang lason ang pagkain," dagdag pa nito.

"Hindi naman amoy panis Matsing at saka hindi naman magbibigay ng panis na pagkain si Aling Muning," sabi ni Pagong.

"Kahit na, ako muna ang kakain," pagmamatigas ni Matsing.

Walang nagawa ang kawawang Pagong kundi pagbigyan ang makulit na kaibigan. Naubos ni Matsing ang pansit at walang natira para kay Pagong.

"Pasensya ka na kaibigan, napasarap ang kain ko ng pansit kaya wala ng natira. Sa susunod ka na lang kumain," paliwanag ng tusong matsing.

Dahil sa likas na mabait at pasensyoso si Pagong, hindi na siya nakipagtalo sa kaibigan.

Sa kanilang paglilibot sa kagubatan, nakakita si Pagong ng isang puno ng saging.
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"Matsing! Matsing! tignan mo ang puno ng saging na ito. Maganda ang pagkakatubo. Gusto ko itong itanim sa aking bakuran para pag nagkabunga ay makakain natin ito," masayang sabi ni Pagong.

"Gusto ko rin ng saging na 'yan Pagong, ibigay mo na lang sa akin," sabi ni Matsing.

"Pasensya ka na, gusto ko rin kasi nito. Kung gusto mo hatiin na lang natin."

"Hahatiin? O sige pero sa akin ang itaas na bahagi. Ung parte na may mga dahon ha?" nakangising sabi ni Matsing.

"Ha? sa akin ang ibabang bahagi?" tanong ni Pagong.

"Oo, wala akong panahon para magpatubo pa ng dahon ng saging kaya sa akin na lang ang itaas na parte," sabi ni Matsing.

Umuwing malungkot si Pagong dala ang kalahating bahagi ng saging na may ugat. Samantalang si Matsing ay masayang umuwi dala ang madahon na bahagi ng puno.

Inalagaan ni Pagong ang kanyang halaman. Araw-araw dinidiligan niya ito at nilalagyan ng pataba ang lupa. Ganoon din ang ginawa ni Matsing. Subalit makalipas ang isang linggo, nalanta ang tanim na saging ni Matsing.

Si Pagong naman ay natuwa nang makita ang umuusbong na dahon sa puno ng saging. Lalo nitong inalaagaan ang tanim hanggang sa mamunga ito nang hitik na hitik.

Nainggit si Matsing nang makita ang bunga ng saging sa halaman ni Pagong.

"Aba, nagkabunga ang tanim mo. Paano nangyari iyon? Ang aking tanim ay nalanta at natuyo," sabi ni Matsing.

"Inalagaan ko kasi ito ng mabuti. Sabi ni Mang Islaw Kalabaw, malaki ang pag-asang tutubo ang bahagi ng halaman na pinutol kung ito ay may ugat," paliwanag ni Pagong.
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"Hmp! Kaya pala nalanta ang aking tanim," nanggigil na sambit ni Matsing.

"Mukhang hinog na ang mga bunga nito. Halika, kunin natin," anyaya nito.

"Gusto ko sana kaya lang masyadong mataas ang mga bunga. Hindi ko kayang akyatin," sabi ni Pagong.

"Kung gusto mo, ako na lang ang aakyat, ibibigay ko sa iyo ang lahat ng mga bunga. Basta't bigyan mo lang ako ng konti para sa aking miryenda," sabi ni Matsing.

Pumayag si Pagong sa alok ni Matsing. Subalit nang makarating na si Matsing sa taas ng puno. Kinain niya lahat ng bunga ng puno. Wala itong itinira para kay Pagong.

"Akin na lahat ito Pagong. Gutom na gutom na ako. Kulang pa ito para sa akin. Hahaha!" tuwang-tuwang sabi ni Matsing.

Nanatili sa itaas ng puno si Matsing at nakatulog sa sobrang kabusugan.

Galit na galit si Pagong sa ginawa ni Matsing. Habang natutulog ito, naglagay siya ng mga tinik sa ilalim ng puno. Nang magising si Matsing ay nakita niya ang mga tinik kaya't humingi ito ng tulong kay Pagong.

"Pagong, tulungan mo ako! Alisin mo ang mga tinik na ito. Malapit ng dumilim at mukhang uulan ng malakas," pagmamakaawa ni Matsing.

"Ayoko! Napakasalbahe mo. Lagi mo na lang akong iniisahan! Aalis muna ako. Mukhang malakas ang ulan. Sa bahay ni Aling Muning muna ako habang umuulan." Sabi ni Pagong sabay alis papunta sa bahay ni Aling Muning.

Makalipas ang ilang sandali, nagsimulang bumuhos ang malakas na ulan. Walang nagawa si Matsing kundi bumaba sa puno ng saging.

"Arrrraayyy! Aaaarayy! natutusok ako sa mga tinik Arrrrrrrrruuyyyyyy!!!!" daing ng tusong matsing.

"Humanda ka bukas Pagong. Gaganti ako sa ginawa mo sa akin," bulong nito sa sarili.

Kinabukasan, kahit mahapdi pa rin ang mga sugat ni Matsing ay hinanap niya si Pagong. Nakita niya itong naglalakad sa may kakahuyan.

"Hoy Pagong humanda ka ngayon!" galit na sabi ni Matsing sabay huli sa pagong.

"Anong gagawin mo sa akin?" takot na tanong ni Pagong

"Tatadtarin kita ng pinong pino," sabi ni Matsing.

Nag-isip ng paraan si Pagong para maisahan ang tusong matsing.

"Oo sige tadtarin mo ako ng pinong-pino at pagputul-putullin nang sa gayon ako ay dadami at susugurin ka namin ng mga parte ng katawan kong pinutol mo hahaha," sabi ni Pagong.

Nag-isip ng malalin si Matsing.

"Haha, susunugin na lang kita hanggang sa maging abo ka," sabi ni Matsing.

"Hindi ka ba nag-iisip Matsing? Hindi kami tinatablan ng apoy! Nakikita mo ba ang makapal at matibay kong bahay? Kahit ang pinakamatinding apoy ay walang panama dito," pagyayabang ni Pagong.

Nag-isip na naman ng malalim si Matsing. Hanggang sa maisipan niyang pumunta sa dalampasigan.

"Tignan natin kung saan ang tapang mo. Itatapon kita dito sa dalampasigan hanggang sa malunod ka! Hahaha!" sabi ni Matsing

Lihim na natuwa si Pagong. Nagpanggap itong takot sa dalampasigan.

"Naku huwag mo akong itatapon sa dalampasigan. Takot ako sa tubig at hindi ako marunong lumangoy. Parang awa mo na..." pagmamakaawa ni Pagong.

Tuwang-tuwa si Matsing sa pag-aakalang magagantihan na niya si Pagong. Todo lakas niya itong itinapon sa dalampasigan. Nagulat ito nang makitang marunong lumangoy si Pagong. Ang bilis-bilis ng pagkilos ni Pagong sa tubig. Kung mabagal ito sa lupa ay parang ang gaan ng katawan nito sa tubig.

"Hahaha. Naisahan din kita Matsing. Hindi mo ba alam na gustong-gusto ko ang lumagoy sa dalampasigan at magbabad sa tubig? Salamat kaibigan!!!" natutuwang sabi ni Pagong.

Malungkot na umuwi si Matsing. Naisip niya na napakasakit pala na maisahan ng isang kaibigan. Naramdaman niya kung paano masaktan kapag naloloko ng isang kaibigan.

Mula noon nagbago na si Matsing. Hindi na sila muling nagkita ni Pagong.

Aral

Hindi porke't mukhang mahina ang isang tao ay maari mo na itong isahan. Darating ang araw na ang masamang ginawa mo sa iba ay pagbabayaran mo rin.

Huwag maging tuso.

Iwasan ang pagiging madamot.

Ang pagkakaibigan ay higit na mahalaga kaysa ibang bagay. Kaya pahalagahan sila dahil mahirap makahanap ng isang tunay na kaibigan.

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Si Pagong ? at si Matsing ? (Kwentong Pang Bata) - Pinoy Collection

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Sina Pagong at Matsing ay matalik na magkaibigan. Mabait at matulungin si Pagong, subalit si Matsing ay tuso at palabiro. Isang araw sila ay binigyan ni Aling Muning ng isang supot ng pansit. "Halika Matsing, kainin natin ang pansit", nag-aayang sabi ni Pagong. "Naku baka panis na yan" sabi ni Matsing.

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THERE WAS ONCE a very rich merchant who had three daughters; being a man of sense, he spared no cost for their education. His daughters grew to be very beautiful, especially the youngest, who was called Beauty, a special name that made her sisters very jealous of her.

The two eldest had a great deal of pride because they were rich. They gave themselves ridiculous airs, and would not visit other merchants' daughters, nor keep company with any but persons of quality. They went out every day to parties, balls, plays, concerts, and so forth, and they laughed at their youngest sister, because she spent the greatest part of her time in reading good books.

Suddenly, all at once the merchant lost his whole fortune, accepting a small country house at a great distance from town, and told his children with tears in his eyes that they must go there and work for their living. The two eldest answered that they would never have to leave the town, for they had several prominent merchants who they were sure would be glad to have them, though they had no fortune. But the good ladies were mistaken, for their lovers slighted and forsook them in their poverty. As they were not liked on account of their pride, everybody said; they do not deserve to be pitied, we are very glad to see their pride humbled, let them go and give themselves quality airs in milking the cows and minding their dairy. But, added they, we are extremely concerned for Beauty, she is such a charming, sweet-tempered creature who speaks so kindly to poor people and has such a friendly, gracious nature.

When they came to their country house, the merchant applied himself to farming and Beauty rose at four in the morning. Before the others stirred, she made haste to clean the house and prepare breakfast for the family. In the beginning she found it very difficult, for she had not been used to work as a servant, but in less than two months she grew stronger and healthier than ever. After she had done her work, she read, played on the harpsichord, or else sung while she spun yarn.

On the contrary, her two sisters did not know how to spend their time. They got up at ten and did nothing but saunter about the whole day, lamenting the loss of their fine clothes and acquaintance. "Do but see our youngest sister," they snickered, one to the other, "how well she's suited to a life of menial labor."

The family had lived about a year in the country house when the merchant received a letter with an account that a ship he thought had been lost at sea, that held on board dozens of bolts of cloth and silks he had purchased, had in fact safely arrived. The family rejoiced in the turn of their fortune. When the two eldest daughters saw their father ready to set out, one begged of him to buy her a new necklace of gems, and the other a thick golden chain, but Beauty asked only for a rose.

The good man set off on his journey. But when he came there, oh such problems there were over who properly owned the ship and the merchandise on board, and after a great deal of trouble and pains to no purpose, he came back as poor as before, especially after he bought the fine new necklace and gold chain he promised to his two older daughters. Thinking he might come upon a rosebush to satisfy the wish of his youngest daughter, he led his horse deep into the woods. As the sun set and the wind began to howl, the poor man realized he was hopelessly lost. What's more, with the rain and the snow he knew he might well starve to death with cold or hunger, or be devoured by the wolves, whom he heard howling all round him. Then in an instant, looking through a long walk of trees, he saw a light at some distance. Going on a little farther, he noticed it came from a place lit with candles from top to bottom.

The merchant hastened to the place, but was greatly surprised at not meeting anyone in the outer courts. His horse followed him, and seeing a large stable open, went in, and finding both hay and oats, the poor beast, who was almost famished, fell to eating very heartily. The merchant tied him up to the manger and walked towards the house, where he saw no one. Entering into a large hall, he found a good fire and a table plentifully set out. As he was wet quite through with the rain and snow, he drew near the fire to dry himself. "I hope," said he, "the master of the house, or his servants will excuse the liberty I take; I suppose it will not be long before some of them appear."

He waited a considerable time, until it struck eleven, and still nobody came.

At last he was so hungry that he could stand it no longer, but took a leg of chicken and ate it in two mouthfuls, trembling all the while. After this he drank a few glasses of wine. Growing more courageous, he went out of the hall and crossed through several grand apartments with magnificent furniture, until he came into a chamber. In the chamber was an exceedingly good bed, and as he was very tired and it was past midnight, he concluded it was best to shut the door and go to sleep.

It was ten the next morning before the merchant waked. As he was going to rise he was astonished to see a good suit of clothes laid out on the bed that would fit him perfectly. Certainly, said he, this palace belongs to some kind fairy, who has seen and pitied my distress. He then returned to the great hall where he had supped the night before, and found some chocolate ready made on a little table. "Thank you, good Madam Fairy," said he aloud, "for being so careful as to provide me a breakfast. I am extremely obliged to you for all your favors."

The good man drank his chocolate and then went to look for his horse, but passing through an arbor of roses he remembered Beauty's request to him, and gathered a branch on which were several. Immediately he heard a great crash like thunder, and looking around he saw a huge monster - two tusks in his mouth and fiery red eyes surrounded by bristles and horns coming out of its head and spreading over its back.

"Mortal," roared the beast, "who told you you might pluck my rose?"

"Please, sir," said the merchant in fear and terror for his life, "I promised my daughter to bring her home a rose and forgot about it till the last moment, and then I saw your beautiful garden and thought you would not miss a single rose, or else I would have asked your permission."

"Thieving is thieving," said the beast, "whether it be a rose or a diamond; your life is forfeit."

The merchant fell on his knees and begged for his life for the sake of his three daughters who had none but him to support them. "My lord," said he, "I beseech you to forgive me, indeed I had no intention to offend in gathering a rose for one of my daughters, who desired me to bring her one."

"You say you have daughters," replied the monster. "I will forgive you, on one condition - that one of them come willingly and suffer for you. Swear that if any of your daughters refuses to die in your stead, you will return within three months and place yourself at my disposal."

So the merchant swore. Taking his rose, he mounted his horse and rode home.

As soon as he got into his house, his daughters came rushing round him, clapping their hands and showing their joy in every way. He gave the necklace to his eldest daughter, the gold chain to his second daughter, and then he gave the rose to his youngest, and as he gave it he sighed.

"Oh, thank you, father," they all cried.

But the youngest said, "Why did you sigh so deeply when you gave me my rose?"

"Later I will tell you," said the merchant.

So for several days they lived happily together, though the merchant wandered about gloomy and sad, and nothing his daughters could do would cheer him up till at last, pressed by his youngest daughter, he related his fatal adventure.

Immediately the two eldest set up lamentable outcries, blaming poor Beauty, and said all manner of ill-natured things to her.

Beauty spoke: "Since the monster will accept one of his daughter," said she, "I will deliver myself up to all his fury, and I am very happy in thinking that my death will save my father's life, and be a proof of my tender love for him."

"Beauty, I am charmed with your kind and generous offer," said the merchant, "but I cannot let you do it. I am old and have not long to live, so can will lose only a few years, at the most."

"Indeed father," said Beauty, "you shall not go to the palace without me, you cannot stop me from following you." Beauty insisted on setting out for the palace, and made the necessary preparations for herself, and her sisters were secretly delighted at the prospect of getting rid of her once and for all.

So next day the merchant took Beauty behind him on his horse, as was the custom in those days, and rode off to the dwelling of the beast. When he got there and they alighted from his horse the doors of the house opened, and what do you think they saw there? Nothing.

So they went up the steps and went through the hall into the dining room.

There they saw a table spread with all manner of beautiful glasses and plates and dishes and napery, with plenty to eat upon it. So they waited and they waited, thinking that the owner of the house would appear, till at last the merchant said, "Let's sit down and see what happens then." When they sat down, invisible hands passed them things to eat and to drink, and they ate and drank to their heart's content. And when they arose from the table it arose too and disappeared through the door as if it were being carried by invisible servants.

Suddenly the Beast filled the doorway. "Is this your youngest daughter?" he boomed.

And when he had said that it was, the Beast said, "Is she willing to stay here with me?"

Then he looked at Beauty who said, in a trembling voice, "Yes, sir."

"Well, no harm shall befall you." With that he led the merchant down to his horse and said to him, "Honest man, go your ways tomorrow morning, but never think of coming here again." Then the Beast returned to Beauty and said to her, "This house with all that is therein is yours; if you desire anything, clap your hands and say the word and it shall be brought to you." And with that he made a sort of bow and went away.

So Beauty lived on in the home of the Beast and was waited on by invisible servants and had whatever she liked to eat and to drink, but she soon got tired of the solitude. Next day, when the Beast came to her, though he looked so frightening, she had been so well treated that she had lost a great deal of her terror of him. So they spoke together about the garden and the house and her father's business and all manner of things, so that Beauty lost altogether her fear of the beast.

"Beauty," said the Beast, "if my presence is troublesome, I will end our conversation and leave you. For tell me, do not you think me very ugly?"

"It is true," said Beauty, "for I cannot tell a lie, but I believe you are very good natured."

"Yes, yes," said the Beast, "my heart is good, but still I am a monster."

"Among mankind," says Beauty, "there are many that deserve that name more than you, and I prefer you, just as you are, to those, who, under a human form, hide a treacherous, corrupt, and ungrateful heart."

Beauty ate a hearty supper and had almost conquered her dread of the monster, but she nearly fainted away when he said to her, "Beauty, will you be my wife?"

It was some time before she dared answer, for she was afraid of making him angry if she refused. At last, however, she said trembling, "No, Beast." Immediately the poor monster sighed, and then hissed so frightfully that the whole palace echoed. But Beauty soon recovered her fright, for Beast said in a mournful voice, "then farewell, Beauty," and left the room.

Beauty spent the next three months very contentedly in the palace. Seeing the Beast often had so accustomed her to his deformity, that, far from dreading the time of his visit, she would often look on her watch to see when it would be nine, for the Beast never missed coming at that hour. There was only one thing that gave Beauty any concern, which was that every night, before she went to bed, the monster always asked her if she would be his wife. One day she said to him, "Beast, you make me very uneasy, I wish I could consent to marry you, but I am too sincere to make you believe that will ever happen. I shall always esteem you as a friend, please try to be satisfied with this."

"I suppose I must," said the Beast, "for, alas! I know too well my own misfortune. Though I ought to think myself happy that you will stay here. Promise never to leave me."

Beauty blushed at these words. "I could," answered she, "indeed, promise never to leave you, but I have so great a desire to see my father that I'm afraid I shall fret to death if you refuse me that satisfaction."

"Perhaps this will help," said the Beast. He handed her a handled looking-glass and in the round mirror was the image of Beauty's father, pining himself sick for the loss of her.

"Oh!" she cried, and all the color rushed from her face.

"I would rather die myself," said the monster, "than give you the least uneasiness. I will send you to your father. You may remain with him for one week, but if you do not return before the end of the week, poor Beast will die with grief."

"I give you my promise," said Beauty, "to return in a week."

"You shall be there tomorrow morning," said the Beast. "Take this magic looking-glass with you, and this ring. You need only to lay your ring on the mirror before you go to bed, when you have a mind to come back. Farewell Beauty."

When Beauty waked the next morning, she found herself at her father's house. She quickly dressed and came to the kitchen, where her father gave a loud shriek and thought he would die with joy to see his dear daughter again. He held her fast locked in his arms over a quarter of an hour. As soon as the first transports were over, the father shared with Beauty the good news - both her sisters were married.

Beauty sent for her sisters who hastened thither with their husbands.

The eldest had married a gentleman, extremely handsome indeed, but so fond of his own person, that he was full of nothing but his own dear self, and neglected his wife. The second had married a man of wit, but he only made use of it to plague and torment everybody, and his wife most of all. Beauty's sisters sickened with envy, when they saw her dressed like a princess, and more beautiful than ever, nor could all her obliging affectionate behavior stifle their jealousy, which was ready to burst when she told them how happy she was. They went down into the garden to vent it in tears; and said one to the other, in what way is this little creature better than us, that she should be so much happier? "Sister," said the oldest, "a thought strikes my mind. She told us of the promise to stay only for one week. Let us try to keep her beyond the week. Perhaps the monster will be so enraged for breaking her word that he will devour her."

"Right, sister," answered the other. They went back to the house and behaved so affectionately to their sister that poor Beauty wept for joy. When the week was expired, they cried and tore their hair, and seemed so sorry to part with her that she promised to stay a week longer.

In the meantime, Beauty could not help feeling uneasy that she was likely causing pain for poor Beast, whom she sincerely loved, and really longed to see again. The tenth night she spent at her father's, she dreamed of the Beast in the palace garden, suffering, maybe even dying, for loneliness for her. Beauty was startled from her sleep, sat up straight in bed, and burst into tears. "Am I not very wicked," said she, "to act so unkindly to Beast, who has tried so hard to please me in everything? Is it his fault if he is so ugly? He is kind and good, and that is more than enough. Why did I refuse to marry him? I would be happier with the monster than my sisters are with their husbands; it is neither wit, nor a fine face, in a husband, that makes a woman happy, but virtue, sweetness of temper, and thoughtfulness, and Beast has all these valuable qualifications. Having said this, Beauty rose, put her ring on the mirror, and then laid down again; scarce was she in bed before she fell asleep, and when she waked the next morning, she was overjoyed to find herself in the Beast's palace.

She put on one of her richest suits, and waited for evening with the utmost impatience, at last the wished-for hour came, the clock struck nine, yet no Beast appeared. Beauty then feared she had been the cause of his death; she ran crying and wringing her hands all about the palace, like one in despair; after having sought for him everywhere, she remembered her dream and flew to the garden, where she had dreamed she saw him. There she found poor Beast stretched out, quite senseless, and, as she imagined, dead. She threw herself upon him and finding his heart beating still, she fetched some water from the canal and poured it on his head. Beast opened his eyes, and said to Beauty, "You forgot your promise, and I was so afflicted for having lost you that I resolved to starve myself, but since I have the happiness of seeing you once more, I die satisfied."

"No, dear Beast," said Beauty, "you must not die. Live to be my husband; from this moment I give you my hand, and swear to be none but yours. Alas! I thought I had only a friendship for you, but the grief I now feel convinces me that I cannot live without you."

No sooner had she said this than the hide of the beast split in two and out came a most handsome young prince. The prince told her that he had been enchanted by a magician and could not recover his natural form until a maiden would, of her own free will, declare that she loved him.

Thereupon the prince sent for the merchant and his daughters, and he was married to Beauty, and they all lived happily ever after.

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Beauty and the Beast is a Classic Fairy Tale Stories for Kids. A beautiful woman & a monstrous Beast fall in love.

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The Ugly Duckling Story

This is the Fairy Tale The Ugly Duckling Story. It has been adapted from Hans Christian Andersen and is brought to you by Stories to Grow By.

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On a farm long ago, a Mama Duck sat on her nest. "How long must I wait for my babies to hatch?" she said. "I have to sit here all alone! And no one comes to visit me." But what could she do? A Mama duck must keep her eggs warm till they hatch.

At last, the eggs began to crack. One by one, yellow ducklings stepped out of their shells. They shook their wings and said, "Quack, quack!"

"Look at all of you!" said Mama Duck with joy. "You are all so cute!"

"Quack, quack!" they said.

Mama Duck said, "Come and line up. We will go down to the lake for your very first swim." She counted - one, two, three, four, five. "Oh dear!" she said. "I should have six ducklings!"

But one large egg was still in the nest. "Well," said Mama Duck, "it looks like that big egg will take more time." So she had to go sit on her nest again and wait some more.

The next day, the big egg started to hatch. Out came a baby boy bird. But if one may say so, it was an odd-looking thing. This bird was much bigger than others. He was not yellow at all - he was dark-gray from his head to his feet. And he walked with a funny wobble.

One of the yellow ducklings pointed. "What is THAT? He cannot be one of us!"

"I have never seen such an ugly duckling!" said another.

"How can you say such a thing?" said Mama Duck in a stern voice. "You are only one day old! Your brother hatched from the very same nest as you did. Now line up. We will go to the lake for your very first swim."

Yet the other ducklings quacked, "Ugly! Ugly! Ugly!" The Ugly Duckling did not know why the other ducklings were yelling at him. He took the last spot in the line.

Each yellow duck jumped in the river and swam behind Mama Duck. When it was his turn, the Ugly Duckling jumped in and started to paddle, too. "At least he can swim," Mama Duck said to herself.

When they left the water and started to play, the Ugly Duckling tried to play with his brothers and sisters, too. They yelled, "Go away! We will not play with you! You are ugly. And you walk weird, too!"

When Mama Duck was close by, she would not let them talk in this way. "Be nice!" she would scold. But she was not always close by.

One day, one of the yellow ducklings said to the Ugly Duckling, "You know what? You would do us a big favor if you just went away from here!" All of them started to quack, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

"Why won't they let me stay here?" said the Ugly Duckling to himself. He hung his head down low. "Ah, they are right. I should go."

That night, the Ugly Duckling flew over the farmyard fence. He flew till he landed on the other side of the lake. There he met two grown-up ducks.

"Can I please stay here for awhile?" said the Ugly Duckling. "I have nowhere else to be."

"What do we care?" said one of the ducks. "Just don't get in our way."

"Woof! Woof!" Suddenly a big hungry dog came tearing by, chasing the two ducks. They quickly flew up in the air, and their feathers fell down on the ground. The poor Ugly Duckling froze in fear. The dog sniffed and sniffed at the Ugly Duckling, then turned away. "I am too ugly even for the big hungry dog to want," said the Ugly Duckling with his head hung low.

The sky turned dark. Crack! A bolt of lightning. Then came a big storm, with heavy rains pouring down from the sky. In just moments, the Ugly Duckling was soaked through and through. Then a cold wind started to blow.

"Brrr!" he said with both wings held close to his chest. "If only there was a place I could get dry."

All at once, a tiny light blinked far off in the woods. "Could it be someone's hut?"

He flew to the door. "Quack?" said the Ugly Duckling. The door of the hut creaked open.

"What is all this noise?" said an old woman, looking right and left. Her eyes were not that good. Then she looked down. "Ah, look at that, it's a duck!" She picked up the Ugly Duckling and dropped him inside her hut. "You can stay here, but only if you lay eggs," she said.

A tomcat and hen crept up to the Ugly Duckling. "Who do you think you are, coming in here and taking up room by the fire!" said the tomcat.

"Squawk!" said the hen. "I do not need anyone else in this hut laying eggs."

"Do not worry about that," said the Ugly Duckling. "I am a boy duck."

"Then why are you still here?" said the tomcat. "Did you not hear what the old woman said?"

"Get out of here, pretender!" clucked the hen.

"Get out! Get out!" hissed the tomcat.

The door was still a bit open, so our poor Ugly Duckling slipped out the door, and back into the storm.

"No one ever wants me," said the Ugly Duckling with a tear in his eye.

The storm ended. Soon he found a new lake. Looking into the water, the Ugly Duckling saw the reflection of a flock of large white birds flying. He looked overhead and could not believe what he saw. There, above him, were the most beautiful birds he had ever seen! Their long white bodies and slender necks seemed to just glide through the sky. He watched until the very last bird had winged its way out of view.

He stayed at that lake all by himself, and time passed. The leaves of the trees turned deep red and gold, and then the leaves fell to the ground. Winter came, setting a blanket of white snow all over. The cold wind and the dark clouds made the Ugly Duckling feel even more sad.

He had to go into the cold, cold lake to fish, but it was getting harder to swim. The lake was turning to ice. One day, it was all he could do was to paddle the water to keep it from freezing around him, and trapping him in the lake.

"I am so tired!" he said, paddling with all his might. The ice got thicker and drew closer to him.

In a moment, two giant hands swept him up. "You poor thing!" said a farmer. He held the Ugly Duckling close to his thick wool jacket and took the bird to his home.

Never was a warm fireplace more welcome! For the rest of the winter, the farmer cared for the Ugly Duckling. Then spring came. Tips of green covered the trees. Short, bright flowers popped up from the ground.

"It is time for you to go to the lake to swim again, as you were born to do," said the farmer. He took the duckling back to the lake where he had found him, and set him with care on the water.

"Gosh, I feel strong," said the young bird, flapping his wings. "Why, I never felt as strong as I do right now!"

He heard quiet splashing sounds behind him, and turned around. A flock of those same beautiful birds he had seen in the sky before landed behind him on the water.

"Do not worry!" he said to them, holding out one wing. "I will go now. I will not make trouble for you." A big fat tear rolled down his cheek. He turned to go away. When he opened his eyes, he saw a reflection in the water of one of those beautiful white birds. Why was it so close to him? He jumped back. And the reflection jumped back, too.

"What is this?" he said. He stretched his neck, and the reflection of the beautiful bird stretched its neck, too.

"Why are you going so soon?" said one of the beautiful birds.

"Stay here, with us!" said another. "We'll be great friends."

Then, the bird who used to be the Ugly Duckling knew what had happened! He was no longer an ugly gray bird that wobbled when it walked.

At one moment, all the swans flapped their wings and took off into the sky. "Come with us," one called back. "Take the lead!" So he flapped his wings fast and took his place in front of the whole flock. All his new friends flapped their wings behind him.

"Say!" he said, gliding and dipping through the sky as he sped on. "Who's an ugly duckling now? Surely, Not I!"

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The Ugly Duckling Story. A Mama Duck is proud when her six ducklings hatch from their eggs. But why does one duckling does not look like the others?

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Everything around you is matter: the air you breathe, the water you drink, the food you eat. They are all matter. But, they are all different kinds of matter.

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There was once a Countryman who possessed the most wonderful Goose you can imagine, for every day when he visited the nest, the Goose had laid a beautiful, glittering, golden egg.

The Countryman took the eggs to market and soon began to get rich. But it was not long before he grew impatient with the Goose because she gave him only a single golden egg a day. He was not getting rich fast enough.

Then one day, after he had finished counting his money, the idea came to him that he could get all the golden eggs at once by killing the Goose and cutting it open. But when the deed was done, not a single golden egg did he find, and his precious Goose was dead.

Those who have plenty want more and so lose all they have.

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The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea

In a beautiful pea-green boat,

They took some honey, and plenty of money,

Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,

And sang to a small guitar,

"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,

What a beautiful Pussy you are,

What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!

How charmingly sweet you sing!

O let us be married! too long we have tarried:

But what shall we do for a ring?"

They sailed away, for a year and a day,

To the land where the Bong-Tree grows

And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood

With a ring at the end of his nose,

With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling

Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."

So they took it away, and were married next day

By the Turkey who lives on the hill.

They dined on mince, and slices of quince,

Which they ate with a runcible spoon;

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,

They danced by the light of the moon,

They danced by the light of the moon.

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Keep me, I pray, in wisdom's way
That I may truths eternal seek;
I need protecting care to-day,-
My purse is light, my flesh is weak.
So banish from my erring heart
All baleful appetites and hints
Of Satan's fascinating art,
Of first editions, and of prints.
Direct me in some godly walk
Which leads away from bookish strife,
That I with pious deed and talk
May extra-illustrate my life.

But if, O Lord, it pleaseth Thee
To keep me in temptation's way,
I humbly ask that I may be
Most notably beset to-day;
Let my temptation be a book,
Which I shall purchase, hold, and keep,
Whereon when other men shall look,
They'll wail to know I got it cheap.
Oh, let it such a volume be
As in rare copperplates abounds,
Large paper, clean, and fair to see,
Uncut, unique, unknown to Lowndes.

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Keep me, I pray, in wisdom's way That I may truths eternal seek;I need protecting care to-day,- My purse is light, my flesh is weak.So banish from my erring heart All baleful appetites and hintsOf Satan's fascinating art, Of first editions, and of prints.Direct me in some godly walk Which leads away from bookish strife,That I with pious deed and talk May extra-illustrate my life.

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When I was one I had just begun When I was two I was nearly new When I was three I was hardly me When I was four I was not much more When I was five I was just alive But now I am six I m as clever as clever So I think I ll be six now for ever and ever

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Si Aling Rosa ay isang balo. Siya ay may sammpung taong gulang na anak na babae, si Pinang. Mahal na mahal ni Aling Rosa ang kanyang anak. Nais niyang lumaking bihasa sa gawaing bahay ang anak. Tinuturuan niya si Pinang sa mga gawaing-bahay.

Dahil sa nag-iisang anak, ayaw gumawa si Pinang lagi niyang ikinakatwiran na alam na niyang gawin ang anumang itinuturo ng kanyang ina. Pinabayaan lang siya ng kanyang ina.

Isang araw ay nagkasakit si Aling Rosa. Hindi siya makabangon at makagawa sa bahay. Napilitan si Pinang na gumawa ng gawaing-bahay. Inutusan siya ng ina niya na magluto siya ng lugaw. Kumuha si Pinang ng ilang dakot na bigas, inilagay sa palayok at hinaluan ng tubig. Isinalang niya ito sa ibabaw ng apoy. Iniwan niya ang niluluto at naglaro na. Dahil sa kapabayaan, ang ilalim ng bahagi ng lugaw ay namuo at dumikit sa palayok. Nagpasensiya na lang si Aling Rosa. Kahit papaano nga naman ay napagsilbihan siya ni Pinang.

Nanatili sa higaan ang matandang babae gn ilang araw pa. Si Pinang ang napilitang gumawa ng mga gawaing-bahay. Isang araw, sa paghahanda ng pagluluto, hindi makita ni Pinang ang sandok. Lumapit siya sa ina at nagtanong. Nasuya na ang ina sa katatanong ni Pinang. "Naku, Pinang sana'y magkaroon ka ng maraming mata upang lahat ng bagay ay makita mo at hindi ka tanong nang tanong!"

Dahil galit ang ina, hindi na umimik si Pinang. Umalis siya upang hanapin ang sandok. Kinagabihan, nabahala si Aling Rosa nang hindi pa bumalik ang anak. Nagpilit siyang bumangong upang kumain. Tinawag niya ang anak nguni't walang lumalapit sa kanya.

Isang umaga, nagwawalis ng bakurang si Aling Rosa nang may makita siyang isang uri ng halaman na tumubo sa silong ng kanilang bahay. Hindi niya alam kung anong uri ng halaman iyon. Binunot niya at itinanim sa kanyang halamanan. Lumaki ang naturang halaman at di nagtagal ay namunga ito. Nagulat si Aling Rosa sa anyo ng bunga. Ito ay hugis ulo ng tao na napapalibutan ng mata.

Biglang naalala ni Aling Rosa ang huling sinabi niya sa nawawalang anak na magkaroon sana siya ng maraming mata upang makita ang kanyang hinanap. Tahimik na nanangis si Aling Rosa. Noon niya napagtanto na tumalab kay Pinang ang kanyang sinabi. Gayunpaman, inalagaang mabuti ni Aling Rosa ang halaman at tinawag niya itong Pinang bilang pag-alaala sa kanyang anak. Nang maglaon ang bunga ito ay tinawag na "Pinya."

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Si Aling Rosa ay isang balo. Siya ay may sammpung taong gulang na anak na babae, si Pinang. Mahal na mahal ni Aling Rosa ang kanyang anak. Nais niyang lumaking bihasa sa gawaing bahay ang anak. Tinuturuan niya si Pinang sa mga gawaing-bahay.

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Noong araw ang mga punong manggang tanim ni Tandang Isko ay pare-pareho lamang ang bunga. Ito'y maliliit at ang tawag dito ay "pahutan". Matamis kapag hinog, kaya gustong-gusto ng mga bata ang pahutan.

Marami ang natutuwa kapag panahon ng pamumunga, dahil ang matandang may-ari ay hindi maramot. Minsan, may magandang dalagang sa manggahan ni Tandang Isko ay dumaan. Kusang loob na inalok ito ng mga hinog na mangga ni Tandang Isko. Sa kasiyahan ng binibini ay itinanim nito ang mga buto ng pahutan sa bukid at sa paanan ng bundok.

Agad tumubo ang dalawang buto at pagkaraan lang ng ilang araw ay ganap na itong isang puno. Labis na nagtaka si Tandang Isko sa pagkakaroon ng punong mangga sa hangganan ng bukid at sa ibaba ng batuhang bundok. Balak sanang putulin ng matanda ang dalawang puno, subalit sa tuwing siya ay lumalapit, wari'y may bumubulong ng...

"HUWAG PO! HUWAG MO AKONG PATAYIN."

Dala rin ng panghihinayang kaya hinayaan na lang nitong lumaki at lalong lumago ang dalawang puno ng mangga. Malaking pakinabang tuloy ito sa mga magsasaka at kalabaw na roon ay sumisilong.

Ang madalas magpahinga sa punong manggang nasa bukid ay si Kalabaw, kaya nagkaroon sila ng pagkakataong magkausap palagi ng puno.

"Hulog ka ng langit sa akin, punong mangga. Dati-rati'y init sa katanghaliang tapat ay aking tinitiis, subalit nang ikaw ay sumibol, pagal kong katawan ay binigyan mo ng ginhawa. Kaya kapag sa iyo ay may nagtangkang pumutol, humanda sila sa sungay kong matutulis."

"Salamat sa iyo, Kalabaw at ako ay iyong ipagtatanggol. Noon pa man ay hinahangaan ko na ang iyong kasipagan, kasisigan at kalakasan," nahihiyang wika ng mangga.

Hindi nagtagal, sa dalas ng kanilang pag-uusap ay nagkaintindihan ang kalabaw at ang punong mangga.

Samantala, nagkaroon na rin ng kagustuhan ang punong manggang nasa paanan ng bundok at ito ay si "manggang pahutan" na malapit sa kanyang kinatutubuan.

Sa panahon ng paglilihi ni Pahutan ay palaging sumisilong sa lilim niya ang isang magsasakang may dalang "piko" at ewan kung bakit gustong-gusto ng mangga na titigan ang piko.

Sumapit ang araw ng pamumulaklak at pamumunga parehong pinausukan at inalagaan ni Tandang Isko ang magkahiwalay na puno. Ang lahat ng mga punong mangga ay pawang nagbunga.

Nang bumalik ang matanda upang anihin ang mga bunga ng mangga, ito ay lubhang nagulat. Ang dalawang puno na hiwalay sa karamihan ay magkaiba ng hugis at laki ng kanilang mga bunga. Hindi maisip ni Tandang Isko kung bakit nagkaganoon.

Muli, ang magandang dalaga ay nagbalik, at...

"Sapagkat ang malalaking mangga ay bunga ng pagkakaunawaan nina Kalabaw at Pahutan kaya tatawagin itong Manggang Kalabaw. Bagama't magkawangis sa laki ang mga bunga nila ng kabilang puno ay may pagkakaiba pa rin sa hugis at sa anilang sukat. Dahil ipinaglihi ito sa piko, kaya makikilala ito sa tawag na Manggang Piko."

"Binibini, paano mo nasabi ang bagay na iyan?"

"SAPAGKAT AKO ANG DIWATA NG MGA PRUTAS", ngumiti ang dilag at biglang nawala.

Ang sinabi ng diwata ay paulit-ulit ding ikinukuwento ni Tandang Isko sa mga namimili ng mangga. Datapuwa't hindi na mahalaga iyon kahit pahutan, manggang kalabaw o manggang piko basta ag mga ito ay pare-parehong mangga:

Pusong bibitin-bitin mabangong amuyin, Masarap kainin, lalo na't hinog.

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Home / Talambuhay Ni Andres Bonifacio (Buod)

Source: Google Images

Ipinanganak ang bayaning si Andres Bonifacio noong Nobyembre 30, 1863 sa syudad ng Maynila. Ang kanyang ama ay si ginoong Santiago Bonifacio at ang kanyang ina naman ay si ginang Catalina de Castro.

Panganay si Andres sa anim na magkakapatid at sa murang edad na katorse ay natuto nang maghanapbuhay si Andress buhat noong magkasunod na mamatay ang kanyang mga magulang.

Itinigil na din ni Andres ang kanyang pag-aaral kapalit ng
pag tataguyod nya sa limang nakababatang kapatid. Dahil sa likas na talento ni Andres sa gawaing kamay ay natuto syang gumawa ng baston, pamaypay at mga karatula na syang ibinebenta.

Di tumagal ay nagtrabaho si Andres bilang mensahero sa
dayuhang kompanya na Fleming and Company. Bukod dito ay nagtrabaho din sya sa isa pang dayuhang kumpanya na Fressel and Company.

Dito natuto si Andres ng salitang ingles. Kahit hindi nakapagtapos ay natuto din si Andres ng salitang espanyol. Nahubog ang kanyang kaalaman sa pagbabasa ng mga librong tungkol sa mga pangulo ng estados unidos, mga nobela ni Rizal tulad ng Noli Me Tangere, El Filibusterismo, Les Miserables at iba pa.

Si Andres ay dalawang beses nag asawa. Una syang ikinasal kay Monica Palomar ng Tondo. Ngunit maaga ding nabyudo si Andres sapagkat si Monica ay namatay sa sakit na ketong. Di sila pinalad na magka anak.

Taong 1892 ay nakilala naman ni Andres ang ikalawang asawa na si Gregoria de Jesus o mas kilala sa tawag na Oryang. Noong una ay tutol ang magulang ni Oryang sa pag iibigan ng dalawa dahil si Andres ay isang freemason at tinuturing na kalaban ng Simbahang katoliko. Ngunit kalaunay nagpakasal din ang dalawa taong 1893 sa simbahan ng Binondo. Nagkaroon sila ng anak na nagngangalan ding Andres ngunit si Andres Jr. ay maagang
namatay sa sakit na bulutong.

Unang naging bahagi ng katipunan si Andres noong 1892
pagkatapos na ipatapon si Jose Rizal sa Dapitan.

Nabunyag ang kilusang KKK sa mga espanyol at taong 1896 noong maganap ang "Sigaw ng Pugad Lawin" o ang pagpilas sa cedula laban sa mga espanyol.

Naganap ang laban ng katipunan laban sa mga espanyol noong Agosto 30, 1896 at maraming umuwing sugatan. Ang labang iyon ay naging malaking banta laban sa mga mananakop na espanyol.

Nagkaroon ng dalawang grupo ang katipunan ito ay ang Magdalo at Magdiwang na pinamumunuan ng pinsan ni Aguinaldo.

Nagkaroon ng pulong na ginanap noong ika 22 ng Marso taong 1897 sa Tejeros, Cavite. Napagpasyahan na maghalal ng pangulo ng unang republika ng Pilipinas. Nahalal na pangulo si Emilio Aguinaldo at naging pangalawang pangulo naman si Andres.

Dahil hindi matanggap ni Andres ang naging resulta ng halalan at pinawalang bisa nya ito. Ngunit kinabukasan ay nanumpa na si Aguinaldo bilang pangulo.

Habang si Andres ay nasa Indang, Cavite ay inatake sila ng Magdalo ngunit inutos ni Andres sa kanyang mga tauhan na wag nang lumaban. Si Andres ay inaresto sa salang pagtataksil laban sa pamahalaang Aguinaldo.

Nilitis si Andres at napatunayang nagkasala at mahatulan ng parusang kamatayan.

Si Andres ay binitay sa bundok ng Maragondon kasama ang kapatid na lalaki na si Procopio noong ika 10 ng Mayo taong 1897.

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