Have you ever seen anyone go bat-crazy because of words?
I know I have. It was a cool January afternoon when I first heard my sweet, adorable three-year-old daughter Likha breathe fire.
I was reading her a Cinderella story. In response to that scene where,...
Outside of the commonplace sexual trysts penned by Anaïs Nin and the gothic thrillers of Carlos Ruiz Zafón, I practically weaned myself on the heart-breaking tales of Gabriel García Márquez or Gabó, as he was fondly called.
As a hopeless romantic, I’ve always thought...
I recall meeting former President Fidel V. Ramos for the first time. Decades ago I was assigned by a lifestyle magazine editor to conduct an interview at the President’s home south of Metro Manila.
Strange how interviews with political top brass, Presidents in particular,...
Dunce. Noun. An individual slow at learning. A stupid person.
Reminds me of this cartoonish image of a boy, at once presumed disobedient or lacking in intellect, a bully for the most part, sitting in a corner while wearing a pointy hat resembling the...
The mess that is the Dengvaxia issue as it stands now does nothing for the public good. Over the last week, the public saw just how much the government did not get its act together: Politicking trumped actual concern for the public good....
Raising children: it’s not for the faint of heart.
To me, the most agonizing of parents’ responsibilities to their kids are not the steady string of expenses for food and education, or the seraphic patience one needs to inculcate values into their young lives,...
Summer comes, and with it mosquitoes and dengue.
Even as the holiday cold fritters away, the Department of Health has already noticed an alarming spike...
“he need for independent, courageous, trustworthy journalism is as great as it’s ever been.”—G. Sulzberger, Publisher, The New York Times
Reading Sulzberger’s New Year’s...