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I am writing this blog to hone my skills as a communicator. 

As much as possible, I will be expressing my ideas and opinions in various issues, whether it may be about the teaching profession, campus journalism, and media literacy, things that I am really passionate with. I will be expressing some of the most random thoughts that I have in my mind, so I just want to clarify as early as now that these do not represent the views and opinions of the company I am currently connected with.

If you do have some comments and suggestions, please feel free to express those in the comment section of my blog. As an educator, I believe that feedback is key to one's improvement.

All contents in this blog are written and owned by Maurice Jitty M. Villaester unless otherwise stated. Please do not steal and/or repost without proper credit and permission from the blog owner. Images, illustrations, and other posts that aren’t mine will be properly credited. Let's work to improve the blogging community!

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