Fields of Gold
A few weeks ago, we visited a friend’s farm where they are experimenting if they can grow rice here in
Mga kasaysayan, pananaw, himutok at guni-guni ng isang Pinoy na napadpad sa Iowa
A few weeks ago, we visited a friend’s farm where they are experimenting if they can grow rice here in
Habang ako’y bumibiyahe patungo sa aming outreach clinic noong isang araw, na isa’t kalahating oras ang layo sa aming siyudad,
Dito sa dako ng mundong kinaroroonan ko ngayon (sa northern hemisphere), dahil pumapasok na ang tag-ginaw, ay maikli na ang oras
I admit it. You’ve been out of my mind lately. Or more accurately, you’ve been out of mind, for a
“Five little chickadees resting at the door, one flew away and then there were four.” (Nursery song) If there is
“O maliwanag na buwan, Nakikiusap ako, Ang aking minamahal, Sana ay hanapin mo.” – Filipino Folk Song by Levi Celerio Isang
Nakatanaw ako sa bintana, habang tumatahak kami sa mga malabulak na alapaap. Isip ko ay lumilipad patungo sa isang lugar
Even when I was much younger, I am used to having music on most of the time. In my room
I am not much fan of classical music. Maybe I am not cultured enough. I grew up in the rough-and-tumble
(The following article was published in Manila Standard Today, in Diaspora section, on August 22, 2011) Last month, a choir