A story that has never been told

 I had a strange dream the other night. a friend and I were sitting in a park under the shade of a very large tree. It  was beautiful sunny day. My friend is sitting on the tree's shades, feeling the full impact of the sun. So I moved over, allowing him more room in the shade.  But he didn't move He stayed where he was After keeping a distance for a while, he got up and left. No reason given, no goodbye offered. If you're in college and major in Psychology, you've probably analyzing my dream, I didn't think there's too much to it- although, I did wake up feeling lonely. "Proving happiness isn't seen on how many times you laughed, but it's finding that sensible reason everytime you laugh"

Timothy, I remember taking you to kindergarten on the first day of school. We walked into the classroom and you just stood there, shy at first but then the teacher came over and introduced you to the others kids and you went off to play. I watched you for a few minutes to see how you would do and then you came up to me and said "Momma, you can leave now" and I just laughed and said "OK". I hugged you and said "I love you and that I'll be back soon to get you" and you said "OK, I love you too" and then went back to playing. I hated to leave you there but I knew you had to go. I really thought you would be crying like I seen some of the other kids doing, but you didn't. I was the one crying. I thought about you the whole time you were gone, just wondering what you were doing. When I came to get you, you were so excited and before you got in the car you were telling me all about your day. Your eyes were so bright and you were just filled ...

7 th Heaven Avenue Everlasting Happiness City, Clear skies 9149 Dearest Elgine              You may not have the most beautiful eyes; you might not have the grades that others expect you to have; you might not have a lot of fortune to share with others; you might not have a lot friends that others has; you might experience happiness a few times in your life but one thing I’m sure that you have that others might not and can never be take away from you by anyone – the goodness of your heart.              People may never understand you at times because they either don’t find time or they just don’t want to. People may judge you on how you you’re living your life but it’s always on your capabilities to stand by your beliefs and principles. “Giving you a privileged to speak is never an assurance that you will also be understood.”  Just be glad an...

Tingin ng mga bobong kapitbahay ko, puta daw ako. Nagpapagamit, binabayaran. Sabi nila, ako daw ang pinakamaganda at pinakasikat sa aming lugar noon. Di ko nga alam kung sumpa ito, dahil dito naletse ang kinabukasan ko. Tara, makinig ka muna sa kwento ko, yosi muna tayo. Alam mo, maraming lumapit sa akin. Nagkagusto at naakit. Ang hirap pag lahat sa iyo, virgin eh. Tinanggap ko naman silang tao, bakit kaya nila ako ginago? Hindi ko maintindihan ang mga nangyari sa akin. Bukas palad ko naman silang pinakitunguhan, ni hindi ko nga itinuring na iba. Iniisip ko na nga lang na kasi di sila taga rito kaya siguro talagang ganoon. Tatlong malilibog na foreigners ang nagpyesta sa katawan ko. Sabi nila na-rape daw ako. Sa tatlong beses akong nagahasa, ang pinakahuli ang di ko makakalimutan. Parang maski di ko ginusto ang mga nangyari, hinahanap-hanap ko siya. Kasi, ibang-iba ang hagod niya. Umiikot ang mundo ko sa tuwing ginagamit niya ako. May mga pagkakaton na nasusuka na ko sa mg...

Bago mag simula ang roadtrip namin, laging may dalawang tanong na sumasagi sa aking isipan. Bilang isang ordinaryong manlalakbay nais kong malaman ang pagkakaiba ng mga lugar na aking na puntahan at mapupuntahan at bilang isang historian/sociologist (in the making *cough*)nais ko naman malaman kung paano na buo o sa’n nagsimula  ang lugar na aking pupuntahan, tuklasin ang mga bagay na maaring bago sa paningin ng iba… O’ di kaya’y maganda sa paningin ng iba. Habang nasa byahe sa Turbina Bus Station papuntang Bicol, maraming sumasagi sa aking malikot na isipan. Ano nga bang meron sa Bicol bukod sa kakaibang dialect/salita, maanghang na pagkain, at sikat na mayon volcano?  Hindi ko alam ang pupuntahan namin, ako kasi ang klase ng taong mahilig sa surpresa… Hindi ako matanong na tao, kung ano man ang madadatnan namin sa aming pupuntahan… Kahit ano pa yan, magiging masaya ako… Dahil na patapat kami sa semana santa at katoliko romano ang aking kapatid at ina, nais nilang ma...

Privacy. Private. Personal. Every person is entitled to be free from any kind of invasion. Celebrities cry foul when their personal life is invaded by overly curious media people. Politicians summoned for public hearing always resort to the protection of rights to privacy. A teenager gets defensive when parents check a possession without due foreword. Everyone is almost absolutely aware of the importance of having privacy. So how can one live with no doors, no locks, and only a wisp of curtains? Houses in Masinao are the most challenging of all to live at. A person who is used to having his/her own room will be shocked by the thought of living in a place with barely any divider. If you are living with siblings of similar gender it is quite alright, but if you are a young lady living with your older brothers, it is unthinkable. It must be common to think that people living in this kind of houses lack money to install doors with locks or construct decent walls between rooms. E...