latest from Davao Weekend
I KNOW this place has been featured before, but I’m featuring it again to tell you what about I have been going there for: weeds.
Not the marijuana weed, although we might just mix it in if it happens to pop out in the garden…
THE long walks I take all over the city and around our village are not always refreshing and calming. In fact, I sometimes I return home with a sinking feeling in my stomach.
OVER and over we hear the same thing, though the words may be a bit different each time. The times they are a-changing. Bob Dylan couldn’t have said it any better.
THROUGH generations, people share ideas, opinions, feelings, personal experiences, stories, and advices through writing, and not just simply share things through the word of mouth.
SPECIAL children who have shown a flair for the arts have taken over the halls of Museo Dabawenyo as they stage an exhibit of arts and crafts starting June 23.
I AM sitting on my desk. Just there waiting for my turn to report. One of my classmates stands in front, reporting. My mind sifts through everything. In a snap, my attention is caught.
I WAS in the elevator when I overheard some fellow students talking about the upcoming 2016 elections. They were discussing the various potential presidential candidates.
IT’S a Saturday and I woke up at 5:00 in the morning, turned on my laptop despite still being sleepy, and started the very first multi–tasking day of my semester.
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