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CAGAYAN DE ORO
CAGAYAN DE ORO
Mayette Q. Tabada
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Tabada: Monggo Friday
I HAVE a bias against Fridays: in the country, this is the day when monggo (mung bean) soup is only available.Why Friday? As a commuter, I have learned never to schedule any errand or appointment on a Friday. When I ...
From 564 days ago
WHAT would be the story surrounding a policeman meeting a fixer on a train?A meeting I witnessed on the Manila Metro Rail Transit (MRT) System departed from the one created by Patricia Highsmith in her novel, “Strangers on a Train,” ...
From 571 days ago
Tabada: Slogans of love
LOVE is a tagline.Like the pails of roses and bouquets inundating the public pulse last Feb. 14, some took to the public sphere of mass media to spread advocacies for lovers, those about to fall in love, those resisting love ...
From 584 days ago
Tabada: Masked interiors
THE eyes are restless creatures, fugitive fidgety wary.Living near enough to Taal Volcano when it erupted last Jan. 12, I relocated to Metro Manila and took refuge behind an N95 mask.The flimsy sheet of fiber has turned gray from airborne ...
From 599 days ago
SHE wore grey.Nearly two weeks after the Taal Volcano erupted, I still think of her as a lady who is not done yet with surprising us.This anthropomorphic tendency to attribute human qualities to an animal or object is fed by ...
From 606 days ago
THE smell of sulfur wafting in through the open bedroom window was odd in the usual Sunday mix of neighbors’ cooking odors. Alone at home, I was reading a novel to break days of plodding through philosophy and talking to ...
From 613 days ago
DONNING my first pair of eyeglasses made me realize what I missed in the world.An incorrigible habit of reading while traveling or lying in bed made me astigmatic by my early teens. As the optometrist made me read letters projected ...
From 620 days ago
THIS is a true story: a traveler picked up two postcards, about 100 years old. The seller at the flea market in Mallorca advertised the postcards’ messages as being written in Esperanto.The traveler contacted JM, a friend, who consulted the ...
From 641 days ago
A character whose surname sounds like the conjunction “or” is bound to be invisible. Just as a reader ponders alternatives but disregards that which connects—“coffee or tea,” “you or me”—George Orr is bland to the point of inoffensively blending with ...
From 647 days ago
THE planner I chose for next year disconcerts. It marches the months in a row before inserting the weekly pages. The journal plots 2020 but begins in December 2019.Then I remember why I liked this journal, its simple lay-out, almost ...
From 669 days ago