Lumière

𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒅𝒐𝒎, 𝒘𝒊𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒏𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆,

Happy birthday to our remarkable and inspiring Editor-in-Chief, 𝐊𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐍. 𝐂𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫! 🌟

Your leadership has always been the quiet force that keeps our publication grounded and disciplined. Strict when standards must be met, yet compassionate enough to guide us with understanding. Behind your composed and sometimes shy demeanor is a brilliant mind and a mastery of words that continue to inspire every writer and editor around you.

Though the school year has ended, the impact of your leadership continues to linger in every standard you've set and every word that pushed us to become better. Once again, happy birthday! 🥂

✍🏻: A. Ilagan
🎨: J. Montalbo

𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄

Marking a milestone in St. Bridget College’s academic journey, 86 Grade 11 students were recognized as part of the Circle of Consistent Achievers during the Recognition Day on April 28, 2026. 🌟

This distinction was introduced to honor students who have demonstrated exceptional consistency and dedication throughout the academic year. The awardees consisted of 9 students from the Accountancy and Business Management (ABM) strand, 8 students from the Humanities and Social Sciences (HUMSS) strand, and 69 students from the Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics (STEM) strand.

To qualify for the Circle of Consistent Achievers, students must have maintained no grade lower than 85 and achieved a general average of 90 and above in both the 1st and 2nd semesters—reflecting sustained effort and commitment to their studies.

As part of the pioneering batch of the Circle of Consistent Achievers, these students set the standard for excellence and perseverance, inspiring future Bridgetines to uphold the same commitment in their academic journeys. 💫

✍🏻: A. Ilagan
📸: J. Perez, M. Escalona

𝑻𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏,
Happy Birthday to our dedicated Managing Editor, 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙚 𝙁. 𝙄𝙡𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙣! ✨📝

You are the steady force behind our publication—managing everything with clarity, purpose, and grace. Even with how busy you are, you never fail to show up when responsibilities call, proving your commitment not just to the work, but to the whole publication.

𝑾𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒋𝒐𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆. May your year ahead be as productive, inspiring, and fulfilling as the leadership you bring to us every day. 💙

✍🏼: Y. Manalo
🎨: J. Montalbo

"𝐀𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐒𝐭. 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫." - Beatriz Jean M. Marasigan, Batch 2026 with Highest Honor and St. Mary Euphrasia Awardee

As proof of Bridgetine excellence, 153 senior high school completers proudly marched on the graduation stage with the theme, "Carrying the Light, Walking as ONE: A SYNODAL GENERATION," on April 16, 2026. 🎓

The graduates consisted of 23 students of the Accountancy and Business Management (ABM) strand, 26 students of the Humanities and Social Sciences (HUMSS) strand, and 104 students of the Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics (STEM) strand.

A total of 122 earned academic distinctions, while 204 awards were given to students for their engagement in different organizations and fields during this year’s co-curricular and non-academic accomplishments.

Ultimately, as they step beyond the blue gates, these graduates carry with them honors, achievements, and a flame of purpose—one that will guide their paths, shape their journeys, and illuminate the lives of others wherever they go. 💙

✍🏻: A. Ilagan
📸: J. Duag, J. Montalbo, A. Ilagan

To have worked fervently alongside such talented Grade 12 staffers is truly both an honor and experience. We are beyond grateful for your shared knowledge, inspiring skills, and heartfelt passion throughout your service. 💙

You poured pieces of yourselves into every page. Refining every headline, perfecting page designs, and revising endless cycles of corrections were made more bearable because of the light you have shared. This publication carries your dedication, and it always will.

As you step forward into new beginnings, may the spirit of truth and perseverance guide you wherever you go. We are beyond proud of you, our Lumière Seniors! Congratulations! 🎓

✍🏻: A. Ilagan
🎨: J. Montalbo, A. Ilagan, R. Panganiban

𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫 was the fire carried by those who came before us. 🕯️

𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 is the light that fire continues to give.

From their courage rose the life we now live as their sacrifices shape the peace and dignity we hold today. Because they stood firm in the face of fear, we are able to stand freely in our own time—able to speak, to dream, and to build a future without chains. The quiet moments of safety, the opportunities we pursue, and the rights we exercise are all reflections of what they fought to protect.

On this 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫 or 𝑨𝒓𝒂𝒘 𝒏𝒈 𝑲𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒏, we remember the bravery etched into our history—the strength, resilience, and deep love for country that continue to echo in every Filipino heart. This is the spirit of 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻. Enduring, guiding, and calling us forward. 🇵🇭

As we honor this day, may we walk the path they forged, carrying their legacy with unity, purpose, and pride.

✍🏻: A. Ilagan
🎨: J. Montalbo

𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔡. 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤. 𝔲𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔤𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢.

𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒊𝒕 𝑭𝒊𝒍 𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒓, 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝑲𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒃𝒐! 🎂🎉

Your bright and charming personality makes every moment 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, and your presence brings a natural warmth to everyone around you. And just as memorable, Your words don’t just tell stories—they leave an impact, making you someone people will always admire and remember.

Wishing you a birthday as bright and wonderful as you are—𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙪𝙣, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙣𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨. 🎊

✍🏼: K. Castor
🎨: J. Montalbo

𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗥𝗬 | 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐩𝐮𝐩𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐲

Sa bawat pagsuong natin sa silong ng mga asul na bakod na ito, hindi lamang malamig na semento ang ating tinatapakang lona, kundi ang mismong pandayan ng ating pagkatao—isang dambana kung bawat sugat ng kahapon ay naging kalyo ng ating paninindigan. Ang Senior High School sa institusyong ito ay hindi lamang naging yugto ng pag-aaral; ito ay naging isang
marubdob na litanya ng ating sariling kalbaryo. Noong unang beses nating hinarap ang mga bakod na ito, bitbit natin ay mga pangarap na kasing-puti ng bagong plantsang polo—mga tabula rasa na handang sulatan—hindi batid na ang bawat tinta ay kailangang ihalaw mula sa ating sariling dugo at pawis. Dalawang taon nating pina-pasan ang sariling krus sa loob ng mga silid na amoy kape at pagsisikap, kung saan ang bawat pagsusulit ay naging latay sa ating
pagkatao at ang bawat puyat ay naging pakikipagtuos sa sarili nating mga anino. Ngunit dito rin natin natuklasan ang pinakadakilang kabalintunaan: na sa gitna ng pagdarahop, doon sumisibol ang ating pinakamakinang na luwalhati. Ang langit na ating natagpuan ay hindi nasa dulo ng
prusisyon, kundi sa mga sulyap ng pag-asa sa gitna ng siksikang kumpisalan ng ating mga pighati, at sa pagtuklas na sa bawat pagkadapa, laging may kapwa-may Simon na handang umalalay, tinitiyak na ang bigat ng ating dinala ay hindi sapat upang tayo ay tuluyang lupaypayan ng lupa.

Wala akong balak na muling magpaalipin sa pait ng bawat "huling hantungan" ng ating mga marka, subalit batid ko sa kaibuturan ng aking diwa na kung sakaling mapadpad muli ang aking mga paa sa tapat ng mga asul na bakod na ito, hindi ang hapdi ng sakripisyo ang aking aalalahanin—kundi ang init ng bawat yakap na naging huling kuta ng ating katinuan. Ang mga pader ng institusyong ito ay hindi na lamang piping semento; sila ay naging mga banal na relikyang marunong nang bumigkas ng ating mga salmo. Naririnig ko pa rin ang alingawngaw ng ating mga pangarap sa bawat bitak nito, at nakikita ang bakas ng ating mga panata sa bawat sulok na naging saksi sa ating marahas na pag- usbong. Handa na tayong lumisan, hindi dahil
tinatakasan natin ang bigat ng krus, kundi dahil natutunan na natin itong gawing mitsa ng ating muling pagkabuhay. Tapos na ang yugto ng bulag na pagtitiis; ang krus na ating pinasan ay naging mitsa ng ating pag-unawa, at ang natitira na lamang ay ang ating nagliliyab na paghayo.

Sa huli, nabatid nating ang bawat puyat at pagod ay hindi pala isang masidhing pag-asam sa kislap ng medalya, kundi isang masalimuot na proseso ng pagpanday sa ating sariling ningas. Bitbit natin ang isang uri ng ningas na hindi basta iginawad sa ating mga palad; ito ay isang sulo na dumaan sa masalimuot na pagpanday ng panahon—isang liwanag na unti-unting nagmula sa ating sariling pagkadapa at muling pagtindig. Masasabing dumating na nga ang takdang
sandali upang pasilayin ang iyong liwanag—hindi dahil ito ang nakaukit na panawagan ng ating institusyon, kundi dahil pagkatapos ng lahat ng pusikit na dilim na ating hinarap at ginapi, tayo na mismo ang naging liyab na nagtanglaw sa isa’t isa.

At ngayon — higit sa lahat, napatunayan nating hindi tayo nag-iisa sa bawat hakbang sa bersyon ng kalbaryong ito. Sa bawat estasyon ng institusyong ito, kasabay nating pumasan ang isang Kristong nagkatawang-tao sa mukha ng ating mga g**o at magulang, at mga Simong nagbalat-kayo bilang ating mga kaibigan. Pasan ang ating mga krus at ang ating ningas, tayo na ang susunod na sulo na magpapaalab sa mundo.

✍🏻: L. Montalbo
✏️: A. Andoy
🎨: H. Amul

𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗥𝗬 | 𝕸𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥.

𝕴 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖉 at the garden at the exact hour Master Deroux and I had arranged to meet. Thick fog covered the path, blurring the shapes of trees and benches and making the entire place feel isolated and cold. I waited at the entrance, listening carefully for any approaching footsteps. The silence around me only made my uneasiness grow.

After several minutes, I finally heard footsteps. His figure slowly emerged from the fog, and when he reached me, he bowed with precise formality before speaking.

“Aurelia,” he said smoothly, “You look quite radiant today.”

Although the words sounded polite, his unbroken gaze made me uncomfortable. My mother had arranged these meetings, calling them harmless 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨. She believed they would help me develop social connections and possibly open opportunities in the future. At first, the meetings were ordinary. We walked through the garden, discussed literature, and looked through 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨. However, over time, his attention began to feel less like curiosity and more like scrutiny.

One day, he suddenly asked, “Did you speak to anyone else this week?”

I answered honestly. “Yes. I spoke with Marian.”

His expression tightened as he replied, “𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 may interfere with consistency.”

From that moment, his behavior became noticeably different. He began monitoring the way I moved, how long I looked away from him, and even how I positioned my hands. His control was never loud or aggressive; instead, it appeared through careful scrutiny.

Soon after, letters from him began arriving. The envelopes were heavy, the handwriting neat, and the pages strongly scented with lilac. At first, the letters seemed harmless, but their tone gradually changed.

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝𝐬?

𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲?

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Opening those letters made my hands tremble. Marian soon noticed my growing discomfort and confronted me directly.

“He is restricting everything you do, Aurelia,” she told me firmly. “This is not interest. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡.”

Through Marian, I met other young women who had experienced the same behavior from him. Their stories matched mine, revealing a pattern I could no longer ignore.

During our next meeting in the garden, I decided to end it.

“I will not see you anymore,” I said firmly.

For the first time, his composure broke. Confusion and panic appeared on his face before he tried to regain control.

“This isn't the end,” he insisted. “𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚.”

But I no longer felt afraid. With Marian and the others helping me, I returned every letter unopened, informed trusted adults, and blocked every attempt he made to contact me.

Weeks later, Marian returned my sketchbook to me.

“This belongs to you,” she said softly.

As I looked through my drawings, I realized I had regained something more important than the sketches themselves, 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦.

“You left it behind once. He damaged a few pages, but I kept the rest safe.”

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝.

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.

✍🏻: D. Visco
✏️: A. Andoy
🎨: C. Lagazo

“𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏—𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒄𝒚.”

March 27 marked a meaningful moment of legacy and leadership as PAMANA 2026 unfolded—a symbolic passing of responsibility from the Grade 12 leaders to their Grade 11 successors. More than just a ceremony, it was a 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵, 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦. ✨

As the torch is passed, we recognize these students who will carry forward the passion and dedication of those before them:

♟ Chess – Sven Albert P. Macuha
🏸 Badminton – King Dalton D. Catena
🏐 Volleyball (Boys) – Kurt Anthony F. Sadia
🏀 Basketball (Boys) – Richard Jacob B. Cabral
💃 PAO - RB – Aiekha P. Torres
🎤 PAO - ICAP – Mayumi Jianne L. Tiongson
🙏 Service Club – Martin Ioseph M. Chavez
🎮 Vestra – Axianthe Vennice G. Bayani
🖌 Illustris – Sofia Louise M. Lumanglas
🌞 Solaris – Sara Leila Maxima B. Antonio
🎙️ Arcus – Winchen Ryhanna C. Rosales
📸 Click – Andres Nicolas P. Ebora
📰 Publication – Mary Angelee F. Ilagan
🧭 BSP – Queen Yzhabel A. Dimaculangan
🌿 GSP – Francesca Adrianna F. Grota
🔥 Siklab – Robert John D. Rosal
🔳 Barcodes – Candice Elainne F. Ebora
🧑‍🔬 Lambs – Ahxcel Matthew R. Dinglasan
🐑 SHEEP – Mary Angelee F. Ilagan

To our outgoing leaders, thank you for the legacy you leave behind. To our new leaders, 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.

✍🏼: L. Maulion
📸: J. Duag, J. Perez

🎬✨ Lights dimmed, stories echoed, and voices rose beyond the screen.

The 𝑪𝑳𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑼𝑳𝑨 𝑭𝒊𝒍𝒎 𝑭𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝑨𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑪𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒚, held on March 27, 2026, at the SBC Gymnasium, became more than just a culmination of a filmmaking competition—it stood as a celebration of young visionaries whose narratives carried meaning, emotion, and purpose. Each film reflected the passion and creativity of student filmmakers, proving that storytelling is not just an art, but a powerful way to inspire and connect.

Recognized for their outstanding works were the top films from both divisions. In 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝟏𝟏 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐀, 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗼𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁-𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝘆 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗠 𝟮 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲, followed by Shattered: The Unfinished Masterpiece by STEM 3, and UNWOVEN: A False Odyssey of HUMSS 1 in third. For 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝟏𝟐 𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐁, 𝗧𝘂𝗯𝗼𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝗛𝗨𝗠𝗦𝗦 𝟮 𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗿, with The Weight of a Star by STEM 7 securing second place, and Pintig by STEM 6 placing third.

In addition to the major honors, a series of 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 recognized outstanding achievements in the different elements of filmmaking, celebrating the creativity, skill, and dedication behind every production :

⭐️ 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐀 — 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝟏𝟏 :

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙎𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 — The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night-time (STEM 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘾𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙮 — The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night-time (STEM 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 — The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night-time (STEM 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 — The Curious Case of the Dog in the Night-time (STEM 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 — A Thousand Splendid Suns (STEM 1)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 — Winchen Ryhanna C. Rosales (STEM 3)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 — Alexander John Gabriel M. Arevalo (STEM 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 — Mayumi Jianne L. Tiongson (STEM 3)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 — Sven Albert P. Macuha (STEM 2)

⭐️ 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁 – 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝟏𝟐

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙈𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙎𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 — Tubos (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘾𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙮 — Tubos (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 — Tubos (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 — Tubos (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙁𝙞𝙡𝙢 𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 — Tubos (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 — Jieanna Eliz A. Rizo (STEM 5)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 — Gian Carlo L. Cantos (STEM 5)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 — Ma. Zulita N. Gondra (HUMSS 2)

• 𝘽𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝘼𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 — Jeque O. De Castro (HUMSS 2)

More than awards, the night honored stories that linger, voices that matter, and a new generation of filmmakers ready to leave their mark—one frame at a time. 🏆🎥

✍🏼: K. Bantugon
📸: L. Mandocdoc