Big Waves
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]