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We have reached so far yet sacrificed so many. We have always boasted about being a nation of democracy.

We have staged People Power after People Power but we have never fought the real battle. We never had even addressed the issue. Violated children. Violated girls. Whether they are sexually molested, used for pornography, made to work despite their age, raped, or physically abused. Girls growing up in a culture of labor, sex, and violence. Girls whose vulnerability has not been nurtured. Girls who have never felt safe. Girls who grew up looking after themselves. Girls who had to rely on themselves and their strength because others would only take advantage of them. These girls never knew love. How to love, how to be loved in return. When they grow old, they strive to look for it. In their relationship. In their career. In their material wealth, in shoes, in bags, in clothes. But sadly, love they fail to find. They seek love not knowing that they should be sought. They want to know if they would cease to be just an option but be made the choice. They struggle to know if they matter. They struggle to know if they can be loved at all. All the more, a little girl grows into a woman, feeling as empty. Does she have what it takes? Do you have what it takes? We have won countless crowns in beauty pageants here and abroad. Every Ms. Universe would not be complete without the Filipina beauty being recognized. For two consecutive years now, we have seen the Filipina beauty shine in the persons of Ms. Venus Raj and Ms. Shamcey Supsup. We have not only witnessed the world admiring their poise, beauty, and grace. We have made the world know that the Filipina is intelligent, dignified, and humble. The country has rejoiced in their victory. Truly, from our country hails women of world-class beauty. But with this fact, the challenge to the everyday brown-skinned, little, chubby, short haired girl has become harder. They say she will never win her own Ms. Universe crown. She would not even be allowed to join a beauty pageant. She is not called beautiful. In a world and a society where there is a readymade standard for beauty, she stood out for all the wrong reasons. She is not beautiful because she does not have a whiter complexion like all the other girls. She is not beautiful because she does not stand 6-feet tool. She has not even reached 5 feet like the other girls. She is not beautiful because she is not slim and slender like the other girls. She is not beautiful because she has big eyes not like the other girls. She is not beautiful because she has a small nose not like the other girls. She was told she was not beautiful. She grew up believing that. Does she have what it takes? Do you have what it trakes? This is every girls story. This is your story. Every womans struggle began when she was a little girl and if we dont do anything about what these little girls are and could be experiencing now, this will be their story.

Love and beauty. Beauty and love. Every little girl should know what her life should be. A father who cherishes her. A father who treats her as her princess. A father who is her knight and shining armor. A father who spends time with her. A mother who loves and wants her. A little girl should have a world where her father protects her, her mother nurtures her, and she enjoys. This is the soil a girls soul was meant to grow in; this was the garden her young heart was meant to flourish within. Every little girl should be so loved, so welcomed seen, known, treasured. From this place she can become a strong, beautiful, and confident woman. That is how it should be for every little girl. Girls, you are beautiful. Dont let anyone tell you otherwise. Girls, you own your body. Nobody can touch you in any way that you dont want. Girls, you are loved. Not because of what you do. You are loved because you are you. For who you are.

When you grow up, when you become the beautiful woman that you are, do not believe the lies you were told when you were a little girl. Do not base your worth in any man, in any standard, in anything. Base your worth, your beauty, on the One who created you. You are a girl. In time, you will be a woman. From that point to that point, and that point in between nothing has changed you are special. You are beautiful. You are worthy.

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