My angel Papa
My father was a carpenter. My mother was a barangay treasurer and is now a housewife. We lived with my...
Dreaming of my father
“I’m sorry.” A tear fell down my cheek, yet my body looked calm compared to how tangled my mind was....
‘Sabi ng Tatay ko’
“Sabi ng tatay ko triangle, hindi tra-yang-gel. Bakit naman daw yung pineapple ang basa hindi payn-apel.”—Grade 3 me to my teacher I’d always known since...
Back to childhood
When talks of lockdown began to circulate, I was entering my 24th year. On March 11, my birthday, I was...
Driving like my mother
Whenever I ride in the car with my mother, I am always reminded of her resilience and courage. I still...
Chronicling Mama’s story
Saved in my phone gallery is a video clip that runs for a minute and eight seconds. These are 68...
What a monster steals
It was afternoon. I was going through a heap of school assignments, unaware that I would receive a call bearing...
The long wait
For 13 long years I waited for the moment. I was at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport with my mother...
Love and death
Seven days ago, my aunt died of cancer. She was 52 years old-the only sister of my dad, a family...
It’s been too long
I remember the day when the class exploded into cheers as the suspension rescued us from the session of our...
