Scars from the past
“Uy, tumataba tayo ah.” “Namamayat ka ‘ata.” “Mukhang napapasarap tayo ng kain ha.” “‘Yan lang kakainin mo?” “Uy hinay-hinay.” My...
Renaissance
It takes hatred to be able to love and be loved.
Teaching history in Spain
There is a recurring banter among my friends whenever they’d get to know that I’m an assistant English teacher in...
Old folks, old needs
The most memorable experience I had when I joined the YFC Youth Camp last summer was my encounter with the...
I googled my confession
In 2019, on the 28th Wednesday of Ordinary Time, I decided to stop believing in the Christian God. It happened...
What imposter syndrome looks like
I flinched a little while my trembling hands were about to touch my diploma as a tiny voice in my...
My mother’s tongue
I’m the first woman in four generations on my mother’s side who has a diploma. Growing up, I prided myself...
The blind canvas
I stood there proudly, glistening like the shards of bright gold, in front of the Sangguniang Panlungsod, hitting the podium...
Lofi hip-hop Attorney Woo
I barely find time to watch TV as my day is mostly spent at work and on personal projects. I...
The face of war
I have read of the time when the Greeks hid inside Odysseus’ horse to be able to enter the mighty...
