Sunday Essays: A tale as old as my pencil case
WHEN my friend discovered that dress had "unravelings" while in a party, she pulled me aside and asked for my scissors. When another friend misspelled her mother's middle maiden name while we were in school, she asked me for my correction liquid pen. When my mom was on the phone talking to a...
Sunday Essays: A tale as old as my pencil case
WHEN my friend discovered that her dress had "unravelings" while in a party, she pulled me aside and asked for my scissors. When another friend misspelled her mother's middle maiden name while we were in school, she asked me for my correction liquid pen. When my mom was on the phone talking to a...
Football miracles
SHE runs into the field with her tattered shoes and shabby clothes. Her hair, despite being tied into a ponytail, flies in all directions as she hurries her way into the field.
Sunday Essays: What has become of Mara Clara?
THE teleserye title resonates the time when Philippine television began catching prime time hearts like a tidal wave. It was 1996 and the character Ms.
