Memoirs and songs.
I grew up in an island just a tad smaller than Guam. During the monsoon season, when I had already learned how to swim, I would run with my friends to the sea, rode the approaching swell, and swam under the foamy water. Our heads […]
The sun was rising behind the thin outlines of Mt. Guiting-Guiting. The panorama of the mountain stood tall above the stillness of sea and clouds. In the villages below, roofs made of galvanized sheets and thatches of nipa started to appear. The soft breeze swayed […]
Memoir
The hissing of pumped air, the sweet putrid aroma of alcohol and kerosene, the spark of the red-tipped match that started it all, and the beginning of night in a far-flung village detached from the gallows of city lights.
Memoir
Flores de Mayo was a time for us kids to enjoy while the heat of tropical summer was dying down. We would gather all kinds of flowers from our neighbours as well as from the wild. Kids who lived near the forests always had more […]
Memoir
For most of my life, I had wanted to be a priest. But didn’t become one. I remember when my grade three teacher in España, Sibuyan Island, Romblon, Mrs. Roldan, asked us to write down what we would like to become someday. In the dimly lit […]
Memoir
Faith and Reason In the Renaissance, I’ve learned, there was a growing attention toward promoting the human mind and the science of the natural world. With it came an attempt to reconcile our faith with both reason and science. These components of human development and […]
Essay
