Finding home in the Filipino shows that shaped our childhood
Janelle Avida Alvarez and Shean Jeryza Alibin There was a certain kind of magic and mystery that only children could feel—a time when our small, innocent minds held boundless imaginations
Janelle Avida Alvarez and Shean Jeryza Alibin There was a certain kind of magic and mystery that only children could feel—a time when our small, innocent minds held boundless imaginations
Sa bawat awitin ay may kwentong naghihintay na mapakinggan. Agosto na naman. Kasabay nito ang kakaibang dagitab ng pinaghalong kaba, pananabik, at panalangin na maririnig sa bawat pagtibok ng puso
Walang lipunang hindi humaharap sa problema’t tunggalian.. Bawat bansa, maganda man ang sistema o hindi, ay palaging humaharap sa mga hamon, anuman ang anyo nito. Sa bawat tunggalian ay may
Masasabi kong musmos pa lamang ako nang una kong maranasan ang pinakamahal na uri ng pagmamahal. Hindi dahil naiintindihan ko na noon ang halaga ng pera—wala pa nga akong kamalay-malay
Musmos pa lamang ako, alam na agad ng walang muwang kong isipan kung paano sinusuka at isinusumpa ng mundong aking ginagalawan ang pagiging “iba.” Sa tuwing naiiwang nakabukas ang TV
What if the person you thought would be your forever was only a passing chapter and was never meant to stay? Love often arrives when it is least expected. Sometimes,
In every Filipino family reunion, there is a colorful mix of people gathered under one roof, each expected to wear at least a decent smile on their face. Because in
“Saan po ba talaga ako pinaglihi? Sabi kasi nila, pinaglihi ako sa tomboy.” A simple and amusing question for many adults becomes the driving force behind eight-year-old Chinky’s search for
Hindi natatapos sa mga entrance exams ang laban ng mga incoming first year college students, dahil hindi biro ang gastos sa pag-aaral sa kolehiyo. Kasabay ng paglabas ng mga resulta
The cold wind caressed my skin,February’s way of whisperingthat life loved me—quietly, deeply.It kissed my sun-warmed surface,held me close enough to sway,and I danced, mistaking touch for care. The cold