‘Mahal ang pangarap, hindi ang mangarap’
It was 8 p.m. on a Monday after class. I was in a jeepney heading home from the job I...
I met my mother too late
I think I met my mother too late. Not in the literal sense. I’ve known her my whole life. I...
Between dream and duty
When I was a child, I carried a ready-made answer to a question adults loved to ask. “What do you...
Between then and now
I was listening to “I Have a Dream” by ABBA the other day, and man, it hit me like a...
Is dreaming only for kids?
I was talking to a friend and blurted out a trendy joke—“Please, Please, Please” by Sabrina Carpenter— but changed Carpenter...
To dream in a third-world country
To dream in a third-world country is to carry a weight heavier than our bodies were built for. Our dreams...
When dreams falter
It has been a year since I shifted my sablay onto my left shoulder. As we were cued to stand,...
Not for the faint of heart
Working students belong to a different breed of animal. They waste no time. They study even if they are already...
Custodian of my family’s dreams
I was five years old when my grandmother first told me to become a lawyer. At that age, the word...
Basketball, unfulfilled dreams, and redirections
For most Filipinos, basketball is more than just a sport—it’s a religion. If that’s true, then my brothers and I...