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A love story

I CALL it a love story, this narrative titled The Reddest Rose, flying with cyberwings to snuggle in my cybernest here in the U.S. of A. Sender May Wan was requesting a favor to help somehow assuage their grief — hers and that of her sister Tamara.
The girls are daughters of Maria Luisa Posa Dominado, […]

Fearless forecast: women priests

This is one more hurrah for womankind this March, Women’s Month.
Two weekends ago when we went to Georgia, in the U.S. of A. where the hubby and I are temporarily ensconced, I picked up a newspaper with a very interesting catch line: A Publication for Women with Sass, Soul & Spirit! The paper is named […]

Long live womankind!

MARCH 8 this month, Women’s Month, was International Women’s Day, and I say, Hurray! Long live womankind! Yes, Long live the woman! or Vive le femme! as the French would have it—when the women of Paris shouted Liberte! Egalite! Fraternite! as they marched in Versailles demanding women’s suffrage. There—I’ve just written a paragraph with the most […]

Prescription for Jun Lozada, interfaith bishops, et al.

WINTER DAYS on my side of the globe, the U.S. of A. Real slow time to whisk an idea to fruition. Words do not flow because today is particularly chilly—the chill aggravated by the confusing stand of the CBCP (Catholic Bishops Conference of the Philippines). From the hodge-podge of news I gather on-line and the e-mails […]

One woman’s nationalist passion

BLUFFTON, South Carolina — It is the 22nd anniversary of EDSA as I write this—People Power Day when the Filipinos’ love of country crested to tsunami proportions it toppled a dictator. Being here on the other side of the globe, I can just imagine the commemorations in the EDSA shrine. Even as I feel disenchanted […]

Sweet, sweet mangoes of home

PEACH OF A WORLD! New expression learned from our English teacher decades ago in high school. Glorious summer day and we were out in the open field to compete in the games, mostly winning too. Peach of a world, indeed! And we hadn’t tasted a peach yet nor known how it looked like. Suffice it […]

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