Fishy Stories
The other day, one of my friends at work came back from a fishing trip. He was bragging about how big a fish
Category: memoir
Handiwork of Love
Do you like crochet? (Pronounced crow-shay.) No, it’s not a country in Southeastern Europe, that is Croatia. And no, it’s not
Pestengyawang Pag-ibig
(May mga bagay na masarap alalahanin at sariwain. May iba naman na ayaw nang balikan, at halos sumpain. Ngunit meron
Usog, Gayuma at Anting-anting
“Hijo, nausog ka. Hubarin mo ang iyong damit, upang ating banlian ng mainit na tubig.” Iyan ang aking naaalala na
Auld Lang Syne
I was on-call that New Year’s Eve. As I remember it, even though it was the holiday season and no
Tour of Duty
I am sitting in an airport terminal in Seoul, waiting for my connecting flight back to the US. I have
Malayo Pa Ang Umaga
Dito sa dako ng mundong kinaroroonan ko ngayon (sa northern hemisphere), dahil pumapasok na ang tag-ginaw, ay maikli na ang oras
Tables Are Turning
We have a new past time. Nope, it’s not cow tipping. It’s more fun than that. It’s ping-pong! Few months
Sa Likod ng Matataas na Pader
Hindi kalayuan sa masikip na kalyeng aking kinalakihan sa Maynila ay isang kalsadang may mga naglalakihang compound na napapalibutan ng matataas na pader.
Goodnight Kuya Boy: A Eulogy
(Since I started this blog, we have experienced some deaths in our family and friends that I have mentioned here.