I have a Ph.D. degree. I love to travel, visit museums, national parks, and places few people know. I share my travel stories and more on this blog.
Read moreLiving isn’t fair. The past ten months in Brookings had been a continual tussle of having faith and not having faith – a fluctuation that, in most instances, opted to stop on the former. Lately, however, my psyche had settled for the latter. The infinitesimal linear membranes of my reasoning…
Read moreIn less than two weeks time, it will be Christmas day. While I contemplate the birth of Jesus, I am also enormously grateful to God for bestowing a precious gift – a writing ability that I continue to hone to this day. I would like to close this year’s column…
Read moreNovember 30 is the day I turn a year older. It is the best time for reminiscing about sweet memories of the year before, musing on all things that have been left undone, reflecting on friends who, in all my years of existence, have remained faithful and never changed and,…
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In a third-world country where people breed like rabbits causing the population to grow to tens of thousands each year, anyone who knows the facts and figures must worry about the future state of the Philippines.
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While I prefer that you walk or cycle around Amsterdam, The Netherlands when exploring the city, taking a canal cruise is also worth a try. You can take a rest while your boat shows you some great architecture and old houses along the canal banks. Do not forget to book…
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Online, I thought she is as old as my mom. Truly. That explains why I always addressed her as Ma’am or Madame and never by her name. However, the first time I met her in Michigan barely a week ago, I have decided to call her just Miss Carlota. Carlota…
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The Philippine-American Picnic in South Dakota could be traced back to 1981, when it began as a small group of 40. After 26 years, the annual tradition has grown eight times bigger and happier. Tina Kauffman, I call her Tita Tina, started it all. Filipinos bring different ethnic foods –…
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When I heard about the name I thought it was just a joke. You know, the kind of name one creates out of nowhere. But Pow-wow does exist! Someone told me thPow-wow,at the term Pow-wow was derived from the shout or chant American Indians do — like that long shrilling…
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