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Career-Shift

Life right after college wasn’t easier…in fact- a long row to hoe. The pressure of pursuing a chosen career was tantamount to bracing...

Collectibles

We were all settled in our ancestral home in Ligao. It encapsulates the memoirs, reminiscence, and values of our clan. The best thing I...

TACLOBAN, my First Independent Voyage

My initial independent voyage was when I competed for Editorial/Cartooning in Tacloban City, Leyte. I was the lone representative of the...

How I Dwelt in Diversity

Hearing others disclose about their painful childhood is sort of a far-fetched thing for me. Although I was raised by a strict,...

BICOL: Sense of Belonging

When I pursued my studies in Bicol and stayed there for good, I wasn't actually a lost ball in the high weeds, instead I felt that sense...

Acid-test Back Home

They say, "we should grow where we are planted". I couldn't evoke much why my father had decided to move to Bicol. Somehow, I understood...

Visayan Hatches

They say, we should always grow where we are planted. My four year- well- heeled struggles in the Visayas Region were parallel to taking...

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