Camerascal
This year, the last family camera was put up for sale. We were fond of taking pictures; the…
Welcome back
Five hundred pesos. Back in my room in our house in the province, there is a set of…
Third World rocking
Commercial success is not their business, but rocking (in) this unjust and oppressive social system is. They are the progressive local rock bands: The Jerks, The Wuds and Datu’s Tribe.
Sprint
I’m not a runner, but every day, I feel the constant need to sprint. With the monotony of…
Old-world feeling
Late last year, Newsweek printed its last physical issue. Its issues are now all-digital, made specifically for tablets and phones for easy access.
Barotac Nuevo
When I was in Grade 5, I discovered that in the small provincial town of Barotac Nuevo, Iloilo, the genuine love for football was alive and kicking. All kids, rich or poor, play football on streets, rice fields, town plaza and anywhere with a flat surface.
Cacti and I
It was not love at first sight. Cacti are not the most beautiful plants to behold. They look…
What passion to pursue
“I AM Lionel Messi.” It’s an ambitious encouragement that I utter to myself every time I get hopeless in improving my inept, lousy footwork on a vast soccer pitch.
‘Grad-waiting’ blues
AS I write, I feel I should be excited and elated. This is the time I’ve been dreading.