Language Matters: Stories and Observations
This is not the story of how I fell in love with Cebu nor a list of all stereotypes about…
This is not the story of how I fell in love with Cebu nor a list of all stereotypes about…
“Come, I’ll drop you off,” Khaled insisted. “No, Julie’s taking a cab with me. I’ll drop her off on my…
Well-built, genial, and hardworking, Mandie immediately got Lisa’s attention. He came in one morning at the bakery to ease her…
With the pristine sights of green fields, refreshing whizz of winds, chantings of rushing waters, and everything around shaded by…
As big, wide eyes focused on Lisa, she marveled at those tiny creatures glued to branches of trees in the…
At the crack of each dawn, Lisa hurriedly gets out of bed and goes to her aunt’s bakery shop tagging…
“What happened to your face?” her Aunt Carol asked. “It’s nothing. I just bumped into something,” Lisa nonchalantly answered. Her…
“Is she your only daughter? Ms. Vargas asked. Why would she think I’m an only child? Lisa thought. Now, she…
“Wow, Ever (Gotesco Mall)!” a four-year old girl gushed as her eyes sparkled widely (wildly). They were about to board…
Early in life, Lisa has realized that if a person can’t be gorgeous, she should at least strive to be…