Category: Practice Sessions

In a Time of Ammonia

Recto, Manila, 3:00 PM It’s not too often that I find myself freaked out.  Not that I got robbed at this infamous place, but because of the many things I found out about this seedy section of the capital city. In a word: ammonia. The long weekend, no thanks to the President herself, leaves me

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Paying It Forward

   I don’t believe in luck or serendipity or anything, but I’m sometimes tempted to believe that omens and good fortune come in all the right places.  If anything, I think that good karma won me my first job.    I can barely pick my way around Ortigas Center, so I decided that the shortest

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Memoirs of an EDSA

   In the spirit of the times, I’d like to do my bit for Blog Action Week in remembering the seventh year anniversary of the EDSA Revolution of 2001, or EDSA II, sponsored by Blogger’s Kapihan. *     *     *    No, I wasn’t in EDSA when it all happened seven years ago.  That was January

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Baskets

   If anything, my brief episodes in Psych Ward taught me a valuable lesson on complaining: there are men without shoes, and there are men without feet.  In that imposing structure of concrete and iron bars, there is a lesson to be learned in handling the weight of the world.    Every time I go

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