Long Bus Rides and the Sunrise

I love long bus rides.

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I especially love the ones which last for eight to 12 hours. The kind that involves only two rest stops. Those rides that makes your bum numb from seating for four hours straight.

I love the sound of the engine roaring as it makes love to the road for the very first time; hesitant, unsure but definitely romantic and full of passion. Continue reading “Long Bus Rides and the Sunrise”

Responsible Parenthood: Save the children from misery

The first three months of a baby’s life is horrible for parents’ sleep.
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Forget about beauty sleep or a straight eight-hour slumber. You ain’t gonna have it folks! Waking up at 7:00 a.m. feels like having a hangover except that the night before, you didn’t have mojito ans tequila… you were changing the wee one’s dirty diaper and then nursed the sleep monster until the belly told the brain its full.

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Boy and his cab

I write about my life as a woman (wife, mother, learner) twice a month in Cebu Daily News’ Opinion Section. This article was published on Sept 3, 2016. Click here for the link to CDN’s website.

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There are several issues which come with being married to a white man and you are living in the Philippines (or perhaps in my case, Cebu City).

I will write three of them in this entry.

One, there is the immediate judgment from most people that I have hit the jackpot prize because white complexion is equivalent to dollars, which basically means I married a rich guy. Continue reading “Boy and his cab”

Language of love

I write about my life as a woman (wife, mother, learner) twice a month in Cebu Daily News’ Opinion Section. This article was published on August 20, 2016. Click here for the link to CDN’s website.

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The teacher announced during the regular monthly meeting that parents are encouraged to present a Filipino dance during the school’s culminating activity for Buwan ng Wika.

It is August after all and the customary celebration of honoring the national language would surely be filled with songs, dances and poems. Continue reading “Language of love”

A fitting gift

I write about my life as a woman (wife, mother, learner) twice a month in Cebu Daily News’ Opinion Section. This article was published on August 6, 2016. Click here for the link to CDN’s website.

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Graduate school is tough.

The overconfident 2014 version of myself did not realize this. I was a mother to then one-year-old twins and the family was based in Guangzhou, China.

The original plan was to work on a communication-related master’s degree but as I was checking the different programs of the University of the Philippines Open University, my eyes got stuck in the Faculty of Education’s Language and Literacy program. Continue reading “A fitting gift”

The Month in Pictures: July State of Affairs

Our family’s July state of affairs is along the theme of education.

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After 2.5 years of toiling for a graduate degree, I finally graduated last July 30 under the Language and Literacy program of the University of the Philippines Open University. Jeff and I went to the University of the Philippine Open University headquarters in Laguna to attend my graduation ceremony.

While graduate school ended in July, the twins started preschool at the San Vicente Early Childhood Care and Development Center in barangay San Vicente, Liloan, Cebu. Continue reading “The Month in Pictures: July State of Affairs”

Joy and Elsie

I write about my life as a woman (wife, mother, learner) twice a month in Cebu Daily News’ Opinion Section. This article was published on print last July 23, 2016. Click here for the link to CDN’s website. 

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Joy and Elsie entered our lives a week after I gave birth to the twins in 2013.
They were my mother’s students when she taught catechism at a public elementary school in Leyte. I needed at least two ladies to help me take care of the twins as I recovered from a cesarean operation — and then help me manage my growing family as I get back to work two months after I gave birth. Mom found Joy and Elsie, both 18 years old, jobless, and were interested to work for our family.

They were shy.

They would hardly eat unless told to do so.

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