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Matthew, on the dinner table, asking, “Have you seen on TV Michael Phelps win by one one hundredth of a second?”
Matthew– the Disney-Channel-and-Nick-Jr.-King of TV, who never watches anything else (and consequently, so do we )– willingly relinquishingthe remote to NBC…
Matthew, before bedtime:
“Ma, can we watch the Olympics before I go to bed?” (His [...]
Posted at: August 28th, 2008 - 7:44 am - Number of Comments » 10
A week or so ago, I was caught unexpectedly in a heavy downpour that sent me scrambling for my car and fumbling for my keys in some kind of panic at being wet. Decades ago, the sound of torrential rain would have sent shrieking kids like me into the streets, along with our mothers and [...]
Posted at: August 18th, 2008 - 7:41 pm - Number of Comments » 7
My Many Excursions at the DMV
As a wide-eyed immigrant to the U. S. of A., my pursuit of life, liberty and happiness began at the Department of Motor Vehicles, I spent many an excursion there— four, to be exact.
The first road test, I thought it strange that the car was convulsing every few [...]
Posted at: August 17th, 2008 - 7:25 am - Number of Comments » 5
(I have tried, for days, to write an essay on motherhood to dedicate to you. Nonoie had put the seeds of a blog in my mind. And for days, I could not, for the life of me, write. The words wouldn’t come.)
There is something so immense about the subject of motherhood that intimidates me. I [...]
Posted at: August 11th, 2008 - 12:13 pm - Number of Comments » 4
A Word of Welcome
(To our Club)
My sister, today, gave birth to a son.
What is there to say about motherhood that hasn’t been said?
We have centuries’-worth of wisdom to tell:
It is most painfully delightful;
It transforms our entire lives;
It gives us a sudden, strong purpose;
We become giddy, with stars in our eyes.
We spend [...]
Posted at: August 10th, 2008 - 10:18 pm - Number of Comments » 4
Of the more serious endeavors I have set my mind to, these days, one is of keeping my Ilonggo speaking son, Ilonggo speaking. All the other Filipino kids around, whether U.S.born or immigrant, have either never learned, or amazingly forgotten the use of the native tongue.
When we migrated here, it was decided, from the [...]
Posted at: August 2nd, 2008 - 11:04 am - Number of Comments » 4